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28 November 2010 @ 12:38 pm
Fic: Reset (2/?)  

Reset (2/?)
Author(s): suparashi, stormybakas 
Main Pairings: DBSK: JaeSuChun, YunMin / 2PM: TaecJaySu, WooKhunHo
This Chapter's Pairings: WooKhunHo, one-sided!Junho/Yoochun, TaecJaySu
Genre: Romance, Drama, Angst, Comedy
Rating: PG-13 / 15
Summary: Welcome to SJC: Academy of the Arts. An all boys' college that seems to be a whole new start...but is it? People come and go, only fate will decide who stays and what isn't meant to be.
A/N: Michi and Emi's very first collaboration. Here is chapter two! <3 [= There isn't really a need to read chap 1 to understand this so yeah.

Previous Chapters: Ch.1

Professor Kyuhyun was warming the students up with breathing exercises. Junho and Wooyoung were passing notes to each other in the middle of his lecture.

Another boy around their age, perhaps a little older, was sitting in a seat in front of where they were sitting. One of their notes flew out of Junho's hands when Wooyoung tried to snatch it back from him since he wasn't done writing. The piece of paper landed on the boy's desk.

Junho and Wooyoung recognized him as the singing prodigy, Shim Changmin.

Changmin turned around slowly, note in hand, and smiled handing it them. “I think you guys dropped this.”

Wooyoung laughed nervously, “Sorry about that. My friend here is a klutz.”

“No problem. My name's Changmin. Shim Changmin. And you are?”

“Lee Junho, but I'm not a klutz. This terrible friend of mine is Jang Wooyoung, the real klutz.” Junho sent a skeptic look towards Wooyoung, who was acting innocent and apparently focused on Changmin.

“Ah, I see. Well it was nice meeting you, Junho and Wooyoung.” Politely Changmin smiled sweetly before turning back to the blackboard.

“He's handsome, don't you think?” Wooyoung giggled silently and glanced at Changmin every few seconds.

“Yeah, he seems really nice. Tsk, tsk, tsk. Wooyoung, are looks the only thing you care about?” Junho teased, “You like him?”

“No,” Wooyoung smiled secretly, “At least not the way you like Mr. Mysterious Micky Guy.”

Junho's face reddened, hiding it behind his notebook, “Mr. Mysterious Micky Guy? Wow, that's a nice name you got for him.”

“You're one to talk. What can I do if you only know his name? Mr. Sexy, Mr. Hottie, would you prefer that? Besides, what kind of a name is Micky? Is he from a family of mice or something? Let me guess, his dad is Mickey Mouse and his mom is Minnie Mouse!” Wooyoung made fun of the boy's name like there was no tomorrow.

The two bickered until the end of class. What they didn't know was that Changmin was listening in on their entire conversation.

“So that Wooyoung thinks I'm handsome, huh? He's not too bad himself although he's not exactly my type. Junho is kinda cute. Too bad he likes that Micky dude. Micky...now why does that sound familiar?” Changmin thought to himself.

“Micky~ Micky~ Mickey Mouse~” Wooyoung sang repeatedly.

“Shut up!” Junho hissed, “Don't you like a certain Nichkhun Buck Horvejkul?”

“Someone say my name?” Nichkhun wrapped his around his two best friends' shoulder.



Wooyoung glared at Junho who whistled innocently, staring off at the distance.

Nichkhun didn't know who to believe and just shrugged it off, “Whatever you two weirdos say. Come on let's go out for lunch and maybe a movie or two, my treat. What do you guys want to eat? Oh, I heard Harry Potter just came out. Wanna watch it with me?”

“Har-ry Pot-ter? Ooh! I wanna watch, I wanna watch!” Junho jumped up and down as if he were a child.

“You wouldn't understand a thing. Did you even see the other six movies. Noooo, you didn't!”

“You guys act like an old couple!” Nichkhun laughed merrily.

“What?!” Wooyoung couldn't help choking on his spit.

Junho snickered, “I'm sure you and Wooyoung would make a better couple.”

Both Nichkhun and Wooyoung turned away from each other, blushing madly. Junho witnessed the whole scene, on the outside, he chuckled softly, but on the inside he felt a bizarre unknown hint of sadness. He quickly waved the feeling off, feeling embarrassed.

“Junho, why are your ears red?”

“Are you okay?”

“Um, nothing! Let's go already! I want to eat meat!”

“You fatty!” Wooyoung and Nichkhun both said at the same time causing them to blush yet again, their backs facing each other.

However this time, Junho secretly turned away from the image. “I'm not fat. It's called a naturally plump buttocks, for your information!” Junho laughed his famous eye smile, the eyes scrunching up in a line.
“Of course, Junho. Of course,” Nichkhun winked and smacked Junho on the butt, resulting in a mildly pissed off Junho chasing the man in circles around Wooyoung.

“Will you quit it, you retards? You're making me dizzy! If I faint from this you're most definitely paying for the hospital bill.”

Nichkhun squeaked when Junho almost caught him. “If I stop running for one second this guy will squish me with his gigantic behind! So no can do, Wooyoungie.” He squeaked again as Junho nearly grabbed hold of his shirt.

“Fine, be that way. I'll just have to join in the fun.” A mischievous smirk arose on Wooyoung's face and he gave a good old smack at Junho's prized ass.

“Yah! Two against one is so not fair! I'm gonna get you two-hey stop touching me! I feel so violated! Hey, Jang Wooyoung, where do you think you're poking! No, Khun-hyung, please stop! Not there-I'm ticklish!” Junho flailed around helplessly as his two so called best friends chased after him, eyes concentrated on his trunk full of junk.

They continued to chase Junho for a good amount of time until Junho accidentally tripped and fell forward, face planting himself on the ground. He groaned and rolled over. Nichkhun who was close on Junho's tail couldn't stop himself quick enough and ended up stumbling over Junho's feet.

“You guys okay?” Wooyoung panted when he caught up with them.

Their legs were tangled together, and their faces were just mere centimeters apart.

“Yeah, I'm fine.” Nichkhun rolled off Junho and got back onto his feet, patting off the dirt and dust on his outfit.

“Junho? You just going to lie there?” Wooyoung offered him a friendly smile and an outstretched hand.

Junho gladly accepted Wooyoung's hand and allowed himself to be pulled up and back onto his feet. He shyly glanced over at Nichkhun. Their eyes met and in unison, they looked away quickly.

Junho coughed awkwardly to make sure Wooyoung's attention was still on him. Thankfully, the other didn't see anything or he would have misunderstood. “That was a nasty fall, huh? You alright, Khun?”

“I could say the same to you, Ho-Butt.”

Wooyoung was still holding on to Junho's hand. He realized but made no move to let go, in fact he gripped onto his hand even tighter when he felt ostracized and maybe a tinge of jealously.

“Woo, you're hurting me. Let go already and stop spacing out.” Junho stated, yet he made no signs of discomfort or urge to pull away.

“I finally caught you, so don't think I'm going to let this opportunity to pass. Now as your punishment, I'm not letting go of this hand until you buy me ice cream! Let's go to the ice cream parlor!” Wooyoung entwined their fingers together.

“For lunch? I don't wanna~I want meat! I'm hungry and frozen dairy treats don't sound very appealing right now.”

“Shut up! Ice cream!”

“Khun, you say something~It's got to be meat, right? Tell him I'm right.” Junho nagged his hyung.

“Urm, how about we go get some french fries and maybe a Caesar salad? You guys can just add whatever you want to your salad. I'll stick with tomatoes and lettuce. To Wooyoung's family's cafe~”

“In that case, can I add barbecue sauce to it?” Junho's eyes brightened in excitement.

“I want to add ice cream,” Wooyoung grinned happily.

“Let's go then,” Nichkhun noticed how Wooyoung and Junho's hands were fitted perfectly together. He also saw how Junho was smiling down, his hair covering most of his face. He hadn't the slightest idea what Junho was staring at and instead focused on his smile.

Without realizing it, Nichkhun began to smile himself and approached the two, walking to the right of Wooyoung and taking his hand in his own. “Don't leave me out now.”

Wooyoung chuckled at his friend's childish manner and squeezed Nichkhun's hand, “Wouldn't think of it.”

Junho became aware of what Nichkhun just did and felt yet another pang of sadness. He backed off, letting go of Wooyoung hand. Wooyoung was so preoccupied with Nichkhun that he didn't even notice.

Fifteen minutes later, they arrived at Wooyoung's cafe. Wooyoung and Nichkhun were happily eating and chatting so animatedly that they didn't see Junho get up and leave the cafe.


In yet another class, Professor Youngbae was directing the class in the lesson on acrobatics. He was assigning partners to his students.

“Park Jaebeom, Ok Taecyeon, Kim Junsu, you three are a group because we have an odd number of students. You're all okay with that I presume?”

“Junsu's running late, professor.” Taecyeon absentmindedly informed trying to avert his gaze from landing on the shorter man next to him.

“Then you two can practice with each other for now until Mr. Kim decides to show up.” Youngbae waved the issue off as if it didn't matter.

“What the fuck...” Jaebeom muttered under his breath. He didn't want to have anything to do with Ok Taecyeon anymore. “I come back and lucky me, I happen to go to the same fucking college as that guy now.” He continued to curse. “It's like I moved back to the States for nothing just to come back and find all this...”

“Are you going to just stand there all day and curse about every tiny thing that doesn't go your way or are we going to practice?” Taecyeon rolled his eyes and leaned back on the wall.

“What are you trying to imply, you gigantic teeth monster!?” Jaebeom snarled.

“Same snappy Jaebeom as always, I see. You don't change do you? Even after three years your temper is still as bad as when I first met you.”

“At least, I don't have teeth as large as Godzilla, you mutant freak!”

“What a nice comeback you got there, short stuff. Your mouth only knows how to spew insults. Get your ass moving unless you want us to fail this class.”

“You're one to-” Jaebeom's reply was cut off when a loud disturbance caught everyone's attention.

All eyes turned to the door where a man with messy bed hair, a white T-shirt, blue plaid shorts, and black socks on his feet. “Ah, Mr. Kim, finally decided to join us? You're with Taecyeon and Jaebeom. Don't be late again,” Professor Youngbae scolded and raised his eyebrows.

“Yes, sir.” The man bowed and speed walked towards a certain tall muscular man.

“Ok Taecyeon, you are the biggest boob on earth! You are dead as of now! Why didn't you wake me up, you insolent buffoon?” Junsu slapped Taecyeon on the side of his head.

“Junsu, I love you? I was trying to help you get more sleep! Honest! If you kill me, I won't get you dried mangoes anymore!”

“Hmm...dried mangoes...killing Taecyeon...,” Junsu visually used his hands to weigh the two options of their importance. Every time the second option of killing Taecyeon rose up, the more important the mangoes felt. “Fine, I won't kill you, but don't think you've gotten away with this!”

“I thought you were the one who said we should start practicing,” Jaebeom said aloud, obviously annoyed at being excluded.

“Oh, right, sorry to hold you guys back. Let's go,”

“Dude, you're not even wearing shoes. You look terrible, no offense.” Taecyeon sneered.

“Who's fault do you think that is, you jerk.” Junsu snarled.

“Bitch,” Taecyeon mocked.

In the middle on their heated argument, Jaebeom was busy observing Junsu. He looked and sounded oddly familiar. His voice was alluring, nostalgic, and quite appealing. It was almost as if he had heard it before.

“Um, is there something wrong with me? I mean I know I look like crap right now, but you're kinda freaking me out.”

“Hm? No. There's nothing wrong with you,” Jaebeom looked away.

“O-kay, so I didn't catch your name. Jae-something, right? I'm Junsu.” Junsu stuck out his hand for Jaebeom to shake.

“Jaebeom actually, but just call me Jay. Everyone does.” Jaebeom took Junsu's hand.

“You ladies done chatting yet? Would you like some tea and crumpets?” Taecyeon made fun of their casual small talk.

“Taecyeon, kiss my ass.” They said in unison.

They glanced at each other. Jaebeom smirked, “See, I'm not the only one who thinks you're annoying. Junsu, I think you and me are going to be terrific friends.”

“Likewise,” Junsu grinned toothily.

Taecyeon had already abandoned them to practice his back flips.

“Yah, you giant! Wait for us!”

After an hour of practicing nonstop, filled with cartwheels, somersaults, handsprings, and other varieties of acrobatics. Taecyeon and Jaebeom were practicing near each other. Taecyeon saw that their paths were about to collide. Taecyeon maneuvered his body, twisting and turning, just doing about anything to avoid hurting Jaebeom. Without knowing, he lost control and slipped, slamming his shoulder onto the gym ground.

Jaebeom landed on his feet, having seen everything. He immediately rushed over to the fallen body of the younger male, but apparently he wasn't fast enough for Junsu had passed him, their shoulder bumping into each other and pushing Jaebeom to the side. Junsu had witnessed everything and was now frantically and worriedly hunched over his friend's shaking body.

Taecyeon was in so much pain he could cry, but being the manly guy he was he held his tears back. He groaned and grimaced slightly when Junsu touched his injured shoulder.

“Hey, it's okay. Listen to me, Taecyeon and answer my questions as best as you can. Where does it hurt? I need a specific location, alright. Does it hurt when I do this?” Junsu continued to interrogate Taecyeon as the other did as he was told.

“Ow, ow, ow. It hurts like a bitch,”

“I know that. You've been saying that for five minutes now. Come on, let's get you up and to the infirmary. Lean on me,” Junsu instructed.

Jaebeom stood off to the side, watching and listening to every word. He experienced an uneasy feeling rising up to this chest, but no matter how much he wanted to help Taecyeon and Junsu, his feet remained glued to the ground. He didn't have to stay long though. The class soon ended and before Taecyeon and Junsu even realized it, Jaebeom was out the door and long gone.

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♥: i'm yours by: shinee
fancyann1974fancyann1974 on November 28th, 2010 09:32 pm (UTC)
oooohhhh keeps getting better and better
cant wait for the next part
thank you so much for sharing
suparashisuparashi on November 29th, 2010 02:21 am (UTC)
Wow, you're fast o_O Thanks for reading and commenting!
김유민sungmin01 on November 29th, 2010 02:50 am (UTC)
Gahh~!! I'm not the first anymore~
2PM? I though this was DBSK? Oh well. Nickhun, Junho and Wooyoung are having a threesome ryt? xD
suparashisuparashi on November 29th, 2010 03:10 am (UTC)
This is a crossover sorta. If you look at the pairings it says so ^^ Thanks for reading and commenting! Hmm, I wonder? :D
tailcbarnes on December 1st, 2010 12:17 am (UTC)
This is starting off very well! Can't wait until the next chapter.
suparashisuparashi on December 3rd, 2010 01:22 am (UTC)
Thanks! We will try to update as soon as we can ^^
ME LIKE HOmrschangmin on December 3rd, 2010 07:44 pm (UTC)
POOR my junho....