Cafe Confessions

[ladybirdcarina]

Title:Cafe Confessions
Pairing:eunchun(Eunhyuk/Yoochun);hyuksu bff
Rating:PG
Summary:Eunhyuk needs help confessing and Junsu has an idea...
Disclaimer:According to Jenna's dream, Changmin sold me Yoochun for $5...does that count??::begs::Please say yes, since I don't own them otherwise...


This came about from conversations with friends about Yoochun's hit or miss English, as I like to call it.


    Eunhyuk's right eye began twitching slightly as his best friend continued to laugh at his expense.

    "It's not that funny, doofus," he muttered, crossing his arms across his chest in aggrevation.  The younger's fit continued until Eunhyuk got annoyed enough to 'accidentally' kick him in the shin as hard as he could.

    "What the hell!" Junsu cried, depending on his balance as he lifted his leg to see if there was any damage.  "That hurt, asshole!"

    "Oh, quit being such a baby..."

    "This coming from the guy that cried watching his own bandmates' music video(1)," the younger singer retaliated.

    "I did not cry!"

    "You walked into the wall because you couldn't see through your tears.  You had a bruise on your forehead for a week."  The answering blush proved his point.

    "That's beside the point," Eunhyuk argued.  "The point of the matter is it's not funny."

    "Oh, but that's where you're wrong, oh bestest friend of mine.  You're the one that came to me for help, which gives me every right in the world to completely make fun of your total ineptitude in this area."

    "Yeah, cuz you're so much better."

    Junsu glared.  "You want my help, or not?"

    "Fine."

    The pair sat down on Eunhyuk's bed.  "So basically, you have a crush on Yoochun and want my help in asking him out.  Is that about the gist of it?"  He chuckled as his friend tried to hide the blush sneaking onto his face.  "Ever think about just asking him out?"

    "I'm not an idiot, Su."  He rolled his eyes, then sighed.  "I don't even know if he's into guys."

    "Oh, he is, unless I totally misunderstood him staring at our new dancer's ass all rehearsal."  He chuckled.  "Our very male dancer."

    Eunhyuk's eyes widened as he opened his mouth, only for it to close again.  "But wait.  Doesn't that mean he already likes him?  If that's the case, why should I even bother?"

    Junsu rolled his eyes and lifted his socked foot up, nudging his friend in the side.  "Do you have a thing for Donghae?  Cuz I can attest to seeing you thoroughly distracted by those hip thrusts he's so fond of doing."

    He reddened at the implication.  "It's different with Donghae."

    "Oh yeah?"  Junsu asked, raising an eyebrow in amusement.  "How?"

    "..."

    "That's what I thought.  So back on track.  Any ideas?"

    "If I had any, do you really think I'd be asking you for help?" he shot, sulking.

    "Probably, since you're an idiot."

    "Well, I must be to have you as a friend..."

    "...you're lucky that I like you," he chuckled.  "You're still working on that song, right?"

    "Yeah, why?"

    "Didn't you say something about wanting the rap in English?"

    "Yeah...still lost."

    Junsu sighed loudly.  "Yoochun speaks English, moron.  Ask him for help."

    Eunhyuk simply looked at Junsu for a few moments before speaking.  "That's...actually a good idea!"

    "Yah!  Are you saying that I can't have a good idea?!"

    "Of course I'm not."  He smirked.  "You did it for me."

    "Just go," he grumbled.  "He should be at the dorm in a writer's coma."

    "Thanks, Su, but what about you?" the rapper asked, standing up and changing into a new shirt.

    "I'll just take a nap on your nice comfy bed here," he smiled, laying down and stretching out across the bed, arms folded behind his head.

    "I'll just tell Teukkie that you're here then."

    He was just opening the door when Junsu's voice stopped him.  "I should probably warn you about something."

    "What?"

    "I don't know if you've ever noticed, but Chunnie has very hit or miss English.  He's okay with writing it, but sometimes even an English speaker would need a translator when he says anything."

    He chuckled.  "If I can put up with yours and Heechul's English, then I think I'm okay."

    As the door closed behind Eunhyuk, Junsu released a chuckle as he closed his eyes.  "Don't say I didn't warn you."

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    Standing outside of the DBSK dorms, Eunhyuk took a deep breath and moved to knock when the door flew open and a firm body colllided with his own, knocking them both to the ground.  Groaning, he opened his eyes only to stare into the equally surprised mocha eyes of Yoochun.  He then blushed as he realized both their positions, and the fact that Yoochun's hand was resting on his hip.

    "Um..." he stuttered out nervously, unable to turn away from those hypnotic orbs.

    "Sorry, Eunhyukkie," came an amused voice from the doorway.  Breaking eye contact, he saw Jaejoong and Changmin standing there, only looking slightly apologetic.  "We figured that Chun needed to get out of here before he passed out from sniffing all that ink he's been using," Changmin added.

    "That's code for 'Get the hell out so we can have wild sex without anyone walking in on us'," Yoochun mumbled as he carefully stood, offering his hand to the still-red Eunhyuk, who slowly accepted.

    "Was there anything you needed, Hyukkie?" Jaejoong asked, realizing they didn't know why he was there.  "Wasn't Su with you?"

    "He fell asleep at the dorm.  I needed to ask Yoochun something, actually," he explained, averting his eyes, but not before seeing the knowing look flash across the elder's face.

    "Well then, he's all yours," Jaejoong stated, closing the door.  The sound of the lock turning was followed by Yoochun's sigh.  He then turned to the rapper.  "So what'd you need, Hyuk?"

    "Um, well, I'm working on this song, and-"

    "You write?" Yoochun asked, interest clear in his voice.

    "A bit, yeah.  Mostly the raps." 

    "Well, as long as I've been banished, let's get something to eat and you can explain to me what you need."  He took a step forward before stopping, checking the pockets of his loose black pants.  "Hold on, Hyuk."  Eunhyuk tilted his head as Yoochun walked back to the door and pounded his fist against it.

    "Yoochun?"

    "Before you idiots start things I don't wanna know about, can I have my wallet?!" he shouted, only to have it thrown in his face a moment later as the door opened, then slammed shut again.  Rubbing his nose, he pocketed the wallet and turned, only to see the Super Junior dancer trying not to laugh out loud, hand blocking the sound from escaping,  "Oh, you think that's funny, do you?" he asked, smirking.

    "No," he managed to say.  "Of course not, but the look on Changmin's face was priceless."  He finally released a loud bark of laughter.  "He was all 'Why the fuck are you still here?!  I can't get any until you go away!', and I-" He chose laughing over speaking at that point.

    Yoochun released a few chuckles of his own at how cute the man in front of him was as he walked over to him and draped his arm around his shoulders.  "Shall we?"

    Smiling, Eunhyuk nodded.

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    The pair had ended up at a small and out of the way cafe.  There were few customers, making it an ideal spot for the two celebrities.  After ordering, Yoochun got down to business.

    "So what's up?"

    "Well, like I said earlier, there's this song that I'm working on.  I've got a good grasp on it, but-"
   
    "But what?"

    "Um, I kinda wanted one of the raps to be in English."

    He smiled.  "Lemme guess.  Junsu's suggestion?"

    "Yeah," he mumbled, looking at the table, nerves returning.

    "Do you have it with you?"

    "What?"

    "The song, Eunhyukkie," he joked as he leaned across the table and gently poked him in the forehead.

    "Yeah, I have it," he replied, rubbing his forehead with one hand and reaching into his pocket with the other, pulling out the folded sheets of paper. 

    Taking them, Yoochun's entire countenance changed as he began reading, the serious songwriter taking the wheel from the laid back joker.  After a few minutes, or an eternity by Eunhyuk's estimation, the singer looked up. 

    "This is really good.  I had no idea that you could write like this."

    "Really?!"

    He laughed.  "Don't sound so shocked!  Now, what'd you want help with?"

    The dancer leaned over and pointed to the papers spread out in front of him.  "Well, right here, I wanted this bit in English since I thought the contrast would work well."  He grabbed one of the other sheets, and flipped it over.  "This, too."

    Yoochun considered it before nodding.  "Yeah, but instead of the first, maybe move the second part here and cut the two together, cuz they'd work pretty well here," he suggested, pointing.  Eunhyuk craned his neck and nodded before Yoochun sighed.  Reaching over, he dragged the rapper's chair next to his own, earning a shocked yelp in reply.

    "Wh-what-"

    "Why strain your neck and read upside down when you can just move over?" he reasoned.  "And seriously, I don't bite."  Yoochun paused before winking at the dancer.  "Well, not unless you want me to, of course."  He chuckled before returning his attention to the scattered song.

    Before long, the five scratched up and marked pages of bits here and pieces there were set on one page in Yoochun's neat script.  The pair was now simply enjoying their lunch, as well as each other's company.  Eunhyuk had to laugh at Yoochun's eagerness to learn as many embarrassing stories about Junsu as possible in as short a time as he could.

    "Dude, I've been trying to get Junho to spill this stuff for years, but with no luck!"

    "Oh, I'm always glad to help humiliate that idiot," Eunhyuk stated, taking a sip of his drink.  Suddenly, something Junsu said popped into his head.  "Hey, Yoochun."

    "Yeah."

    "What's this I hear about hit or miss English?"

    He blinked, then threw his head back and laughed.  "You got that from Junsu, since that's what he and the guys call it."  He rested his elbows on the table and continued.  "It's been long enough since I had to speak it to forget, but not long enough for me to still know it, you know what I mean?"

    "I think so," he said, though his face clearly said 'no'.

    "I know it, but I can't always remember how to form sentences, or remember what means what," the singer elaborated.

    "Oh!  Okay!"

    "Has anyone ever told you you're cute when you're clueless?" Yoochun asked after a moment.

    Eunhyuk suddenly choked on nothing, face turning an amusing array of reds.  "Wha-what?!"

    "Exactly.  Just like that," he chuckled, resting his chin against the back of his hand and looking at the older boy fondly.  "Too cute."

    "Umm..."  Not knowing what else to do, he sank a bit in his seat and took a drink of the cola he'd ordered, refusing to make eye contact until his face had returned to its normal hue.  "Um, Chun...I need to tell you something," the rapper said softly, breaking the silence.

    He tilted his head in silent inquiry.  "What's up?"

    "Well, um...Y'see, the song was kinda not the real reason I wanted to talk to you.  I really did want help, but yeah," he trailed off.

    "What do you wanna tell me, Hyukjae?"

    Eunhyuk's head shot up at the use of his real name.  His eyes connected with the pair suddenly much closer than they were a moment ago.  He swallowed deeply and licked his suddenly dry lips, wanting nothing more than to move in those last few inches.  "I, um..."  He began lightly chewing on his lower lip nervously, though there was what almost felt like anticipation hidden in the action.

    "You really shouldn't do that, you know," Yoochun purred, drawing a near gasp from Eunhyuk as he somehow found a way to slide closer, blocking them from the view of any wayward customers.  "Because I can think of a much better use for those lips of yours."    With that, Yoochun closed the distance, brushing his lips lightly against the dancer's before returning, engaging him in a slow, languid kiss that forced all the air from his body.

    Possessed by the feelings overwhelming his system, Eunhyuk brought one arm around the singer to play with the chocolate waves that really were as soft as they looked, while the other clutched the light T-shirt that fit the man beautifully.  A low moan and parting lips accompanied the silent permission as the singer gently nipped at his lower lip, asking for entrance.  The simple press of lips grew to be much more as the dancer became hyperaware of the hand that slowly wandered under the fitted t-shirt to run light patterns on his bare back, sending chills rushing up and down his spine.

    He cursed his dependency for air as he was forced to break the kiss far earlier than he wished.  The elder rested his head against the younger's neck, taking in the enticing scent as he tried to replenish the air that was stolen from him.  "I like you," Eunhyuk whispered breathlessly against the crook of the singer's flawless neck as his eyes fluttered closed in contentment.

    Yoochun chuckled, continuing to rub his back.  "Yeah...me, too," he replied fondly.  "Me, too."


(1)-the Lovers mv with Hannie and Siwon is the vid I was referring to...it kills me every time...