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tvxq; have you tried rebooting? (3/?)

have you tried rebooting? (3/?)
pg, junsu/changmin, now with added yoochun/jaejoong, 1087
in which changmin is a geek, yoochun's his lazy coworker, junsu keeps breaking everything, jaejoong lounges around, and yunho does executive-y things.
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A week later, Changmin gets to the office and is once again shocked to see the door ajar. Half-wondering if someone has broken in, he sticks his head around the doorframe, snarky comment on the tip of his tongue when he stops dead in his tracks.

Yoochun looks like he’s just rolled out of bed, hair even messier than usual. Then again, that could also be the result of Jaejoong’s hand in it.

It occurs to Changmin that while Jaejoong is often in their office doing god knows what, he doesn’t usually act as Yoochun’s chair. Nor is he typically close enough to share Yoochun’s breath.

And whose hand is that?

Changmin blinks repeatedly, willing his world to turn itself right side up, but when he stops, the two of them have somehow wriggled even closer.

Okay, yeah. That’s Jaejoong’s ring and so that must mean that’s Jaejoong’s hand twisting the hem of Yoochun’s shirt.

After a few seconds of staring at Jaejoong tugging at Yoochun’s clothes and whispering god knows what in his ear, Changmin flees.

*

“Got it!”

“Ahh, that’s so much better.”

“Did you hear something?”

“Huh? Probably just the mail guy.”

“Oh yeah. Anything else?”

“Nah, there was just the one. No more obnoxious itching.”

“You could check for tags before you do laundry you know.”

“…”

“Wait, I forgot. You don’t know how to do lau— Ow!”

*

It’s too early for lunch and the breakfast bagel stand is closed; the espresso counter is open but Changmin had one on his way in (even though they were out of mocha which he was distinctly unhappy about). His list of users that need help is in his office and there’s no way in hell he’s going back in there right now.

“Cheap idiots can’t even order enough shirts, much less a laptop or anything else useful,” Changmin grumbles to himself as he stalks down the hallway, completely ignoring the other employees carefully sidestepping him.

And then someone steps out into the walkway and directly into Changmin’s chest, making him stumble forward.

Taking a deep and nominally calming breath, he opens his mouth to apologize but before he can say anything, there are hands bracing his upper arms and a familiar voice babbling as papers drop to the floor.

“I’m so sorry, I wasn’t looking. I didn’t mean to knock you over. Are you okay? Umm…,” the other person trails off. “Changmin?”

It’s Junsu. Of course it’s Junsu. The universe really is out to get him today. Changmin laughs because it’s the only thing he can think of to do. Feeling more than a little sheepish, he scratches the back of his neck. “Hi.”

Giving him a curious look, Junsu asks, “Are you okay?”

“I’m a little better now,” Changmin can’t help but smile at Junsu’s faint blush. “It’s been a long day. Already.” He sighs as he kneels to pick up the papers he knocked out of Junsu’s hands, watching him out of the corner of his eye.

“I know the feeling, I’ve been here since five this morning.”

“Okay, you win. At least I didn’t have to get up before dawn.”

Junsu shrugs and shuffles through the retrieved folders. “I didn’t go to sleep, I just stayed up since I knew that was the only way I’d get here that early.”

Now that the annoyed fog around Changmin’s mostly worn off, he notices Junsu’s messy hair, loose tie and unbuttoned collar. It’s kind of a good look for him. His brain chooses that moment to supply the image of Yoochun sitting on Jaejoong, similarly messy, and the annoyance is back.

“Erm, not to bother you since I know you’re probably still really busy, but do you mind if I use your computer for a minute?” Changmin feels a little guilty for his abrupt mood and topic change, but maybe if he can get away from anyone he knows long enough to actually get some work done and stop thinking about earlier he’ll be less irritable.

“Sure.” Junsu looks confused as he motions towards his desk.

Sitting down, Changmin logs in and gives Junsu an apologetic smile while he waits. “I’m just… well, contemplating killing Yoochun, to be honest. You’re the last person I want to take it out on, so… yeah.” When the desktop comes up, Changmin intently stares at the screen as he connects to his own computer back in his office and pulls up his work list to send to the printer down the hall.

Unfortunately, he’s staring so hard he misses Junsu’s ridiculous grin at his admission.

“What’d Yoochun do? If you don’t mind me asking…”

Changmin squirms.

“Um. When I came in. He and. Jaejoong. Were. Um…,” he clears his throat. “In our office.”

Junsu’s eyes widen and Changmin feels his cheeks heat up. Because he’s mad. Really. “They weren’t, like, naked or anything. It was just… Weird.”

Babbling does not become him in the least but there’s something about Junsu that brings out this awkward side of him that he thought he’d left behind in high school.

“I mean. It was weird, not because of… that. But just. In our office. That we share.” Still unable to meet Junsu’s eyes, Changmin also misses the way he relaxes against the wall and the way his expression changes from surprised to devious.

“Yoochun and Jaejoong, huh?”

Changmin just growls in answer, then signs out of Junsu’s pc.

“I’ll get out of your way now. Thanks for letting me bother you…”

“You’re not a bother,” Junsu says, as he steps out of Changmin’s way. As Changmin’s leaving, he hears Junsu call his name. When he looks back, Junsu gives him a wide grin. “Let me know if you decide to get him back.”

It’s totally the carpet’s fault that Changmin trips a little rounding the corner.

*

Jaejoong drops down from his perch where he’s looking over the divider into Junsu’s office and runs to the other end of the building, giggling madly to himself the whole way.

“You’ll never guess what I found out.”

“Hmm?”

“That noise we heard this morning? It wasn’t the mail guy. It was Changmin.”

“…so that’s why I didn’t see him until after lunch?”

“Don’t choke yourself laughing, Chunnie. Apparently he thought something inappropriate was going on.”

“If you stop waggling your eyebrows at me I might not choke. But Changmin thinking inappropriate thoughts about us is completely choke-worthy. Not that we’d ever be inappropriate.”

“Says you~”

“Mmph!”

“Shut up, Yoochun.”

“F— ah… keep doing that… okayshuttingup.”


continue to part 4

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Tags: # pg, % tvxq, & tvxq: junsu/changmin, & tvxq: yoochun/jaejoong
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