suchen drabble o/
title: live with it
pairing: suchen
genre: fluff
rating: e
Out of all his dongsaengs, Joonmyun thinks Jongdae is the easiest to live with. Jongdae, who laughs at the jokes Chanyeol frowns at, even when Joonmyun knows they weren’t that funny in the first place. Jongdae, who doesn’t mind toeing aside a dirty sock as he’s making his way around Joonmyun’s room when Kyungsoo would only pick it up and shake his head.
He doesn’t see Jongdae as much as he sees the K members and Joonmyun wonders if that’s not the reason he sometimes prefers Jongdae, distance molding the fondness in his heart for open-mouthed chewing, snarky comebacks and high-pitched whines muttered into the cushions of the sofa.
Kris tells him he gets the better end of the stick, that Joonmyun doesn’t have to be there on bad days when Jongdae rolls his eyes at everything and snaps angrily at the smallest suggestion. Seeing each other when they’re on break, Kris says, isn’t the same as seeing each other when they’re working but Joonmyun thinks he would like to see that part of Jongdae; if only to calm the pounding in his heart when a sleepy Jongdae wraps his arms around his shoulders, and leans heavily against his back, warm breath blowing on his neck.
Joonmyun tries to reason with himself, he tries to think of Kris’s discouraging words and tries to think of all the bad habits he suspects Jongdae might have. No one’s perfect, and despite all the praises that his members spout on television, he knows even he’s not the shining picture of a perfect roommate. But with all those reasons in mind, all the tossing, turning and hesitance, he thinks Jongdae can’t be that bad.
He changes his mind a little while later, the day before their new year's stage at SBS—-it’s amazing to him how much time has passed—-because of all eleven members, he thinks it really shouldn’t be Jongdae who, with fluttering eyelashes and a smile that curls up at the corners, leans across the kitchen table and places a light kiss at the highest point of his cheekbone.
Jongdae slides out of his chair with a quick good night, even as Joonmyun is still reeling from the shock. It’s now or never, and it hurts Joonmyun to consider living one more minute in his indecision. He turns around, catching Jongdae’s wrist in a loose hold and opens his mouth.
“I think I can live with that.”
pairing: suchen
genre: fluff
rating: e
Out of all his dongsaengs, Joonmyun thinks Jongdae is the easiest to live with. Jongdae, who laughs at the jokes Chanyeol frowns at, even when Joonmyun knows they weren’t that funny in the first place. Jongdae, who doesn’t mind toeing aside a dirty sock as he’s making his way around Joonmyun’s room when Kyungsoo would only pick it up and shake his head.
He doesn’t see Jongdae as much as he sees the K members and Joonmyun wonders if that’s not the reason he sometimes prefers Jongdae, distance molding the fondness in his heart for open-mouthed chewing, snarky comebacks and high-pitched whines muttered into the cushions of the sofa.
Kris tells him he gets the better end of the stick, that Joonmyun doesn’t have to be there on bad days when Jongdae rolls his eyes at everything and snaps angrily at the smallest suggestion. Seeing each other when they’re on break, Kris says, isn’t the same as seeing each other when they’re working but Joonmyun thinks he would like to see that part of Jongdae; if only to calm the pounding in his heart when a sleepy Jongdae wraps his arms around his shoulders, and leans heavily against his back, warm breath blowing on his neck.
Joonmyun tries to reason with himself, he tries to think of Kris’s discouraging words and tries to think of all the bad habits he suspects Jongdae might have. No one’s perfect, and despite all the praises that his members spout on television, he knows even he’s not the shining picture of a perfect roommate. But with all those reasons in mind, all the tossing, turning and hesitance, he thinks Jongdae can’t be that bad.
He changes his mind a little while later, the day before their new year's stage at SBS—-it’s amazing to him how much time has passed—-because of all eleven members, he thinks it really shouldn’t be Jongdae who, with fluttering eyelashes and a smile that curls up at the corners, leans across the kitchen table and places a light kiss at the highest point of his cheekbone.
Jongdae slides out of his chair with a quick good night, even as Joonmyun is still reeling from the shock. It’s now or never, and it hurts Joonmyun to consider living one more minute in his indecision. He turns around, catching Jongdae’s wrist in a loose hold and opens his mouth.
“I think I can live with that.”