First Night- DBSK PoV
A Chance to Change the PastA/N: I don't think I really did myself much justice with this chapter, but I find it more complicated from the 3rd person omniscient POV of the DBSK members. So I hope you like it anyhow :)
DBSK members Point of View
Yunho shut the door of Changmin and Erin’s room and slumped back against it, letting out a huge breath. “Oh God, those two are going to be the death of me,” he groaned. Even before going to sleep, they were still arguing!
“Well, you asked for it,” Junsu smirked, as he grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge. Really, it was Yunho himself who thought to put Changmin and Erin together in a room! What did else did he expect? Peace for the duration of this situation? Not bloody likely!
“Yunho, what do you think you’re doing?” Jaejoong demanded from his seat on the sofa. “Why on earth did you put the two of them together in a room?” He couldn’t understand what was going on in Yunho’s mind that made him think that what he just did was a good idea.
“Relax, it’s not as if anything’s going to happen between those two,” Yunho said, rolling his eyes. “The way those two have been acting… nothing romantic’s going to happen between them. Ever.”
Yoochun smirked at this statement. How can Yunho not realize the between the two? It’s pretty much obvious to him that Changmin’s been antagonizing Erin on purpose to get her attention. Because he likes her… Not that Changmin himself is already aware of that fact.
“That’s not exactly what I meant-“ Jaejoong said to Yunho, frustrated. Then, he broke off, and continued on a different track, “You know what? Yeah, something’s going to happen between those two tonight, alright. Let me tell you what is going to happen. They are going to continue ripping at each other’s throats all night long, and when we wake up in the morning, we’ll find both their corpses! That is what’s going to happen to them tonight.”
“I told them that they both still have to be alive by morning,” Yunho said, shaking his head.
“Hyung, you don’t really believe that they’ll be able to stand each other in there, do you?” Junsu asked their leader disbelievingly.
“Well, they have to,” Yunho said, not directly answering Junsu’s question. “Erin’s going to be here for who knows how long. They need to get along somehow.”
“I still don’t think forcing them to share a room is the best solution though,” Jaejoong muttered. As if their situation wasn’t complicated enough as it was! If worse comes to worst, how they are going to explain to the management Changmin’s untimely demise? And Erin’s death in the past might do unthinkable damage to the space and time continuum. And most of all, how on earth will he, Yunho, Junsu, and Yoochun dispose of their bodies?
Jaejoong huffed and decided that he would just worry about it all in the morning. If/When there were already corpses to dispose.
He stood up and muttered, “I’m going to bed. I really need to sleep now.”
Yunho, who had been contemplating about how they will deal with the next few days, turned to look at Jaejoong.
“Oh, really? You’re going to sleep already? Nothing… else… before that?” he smirked, raising an eyebrow suggestively.
These words instantly took away Jaejoong’s weariness. “Or maybe not yet sleep right away,” he smirked back at Yunho, their eyes meeting and communicating their more… primal… wants at the moment.
And with this, they both hurriedly dashed off hand-in-hand into their room, their thoughts about Changmin and Erin’s mortality completely forgotten.
Yoochun and Junsu were left behind in the living room, grimacing after their hyungs.
“Oh god, as if I need any more stress today,” Junsu groaned. “Ugh, I think I’m going to bed, too. Maybe rest all these things off…”
“You do know that we probably won’t be getting any sleep tonight as well, don’t you?” Yoochun said, making a face.
“What do you mean?” Junsu demanded. He had been looking forward to finally getting a good night’s rest, since they don’t have to be up so early tomorrow/later today as they are on vacation and don’t have trainings or rehearsals.
“Well, we did get the worst room possible,” Yoochun muttered, wincing a bit.
Junsu got Yoochun’s point at once.
He glanced towards their room, which was in the middle of the two others.
“Oh yeah. We’re stuck between them all,” he groaned exasperatedly. “I don’t know what’s going to be worse for us to hear tonight, Yunho and Jaejoong’s… loving sounds… or Changmin and Erin’s shouts and threats of murder?”
3:00 am
“What on earth are those two arguing about at this time?” Yoochun groaned, putting his pillow over his head in an attempt to block the shouts resounding from the third room through the wall beside him. “Come to think of it, how can they be arguing at this time? I mean, what, did they start fighting in their sleep all of a sudden or something?”
“Well, that’s nothing compared to this a while ago,” Junsu grumbled from the other side of their room, thumbing to the direction of Yunho and Jaejoong’s room on the other side of the wall beside him. “I know the answer to my question earlier. I’ll take Changmin and Erin’s bickering over Yunho and Jaejoong’s moans any night.”
“Yes, well, Changmin and Erin’s shouts also still keep us awake,” said Yoochun’s muffled voice from under his pillow.
Changmin and Erin’s voices were now getting progressively louder. And angrier.
“At least they’re still less disturbing and mentally-scarring,” Junsu pointed out. Based from the noises Yunho and Jaejoong were making earlier, they had apparently decided to… get it on… on the bed that was just on the other side of the wall beside Junsu.
Why they couldn’t have chosen the other and farther bed, Junsu would never understand.
“True, I’ll give you that,” Yoochun admitted. Though Junsu had it worse, he too had the displeasure of having to hear the noises from the first room.
You’d think that for being a grand hotel, they’d have thicker walls at this place, he had thought irritably, as he and Junsu both grimaced and winced when they had both heard Jaejoong’s… scream of pleasure.
“Anyway, back to my earlier question,” Yoochun continued, removing the pillow from his face, since it’s apparently pointless anyway. It can’t block the sounds from the
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