Sugar Rush
Title: Sugar Rush
Characters: Minho/OC, Yoogeun
Length: One-shot
Summary: Minho and Misaki fight over a treat. Who wins in the end?
A/N: It's about time my page gets something posted to it yeah? First one-shot! Here goes...
Sugar Rush
"Hey,let me have it."
"Is that an order?"
"Yes! I demand it this instant."
"Why should I give it to you?"
"Don't I get some?"
"...Maybe. I kind of enjoy watching you put up with me."
"You're really mean. You know how much I've waited...."
She knew he was doing it on purpose to tease her. She didn't feel like going along with it but she had been to the convenience store a couple of times to see if the fudge was available. The owner had said that the next order was set to arrive in 2 weeks.When she stepped inside her apartment, she was surprised to see the small familiar package on the living room table. She didn't even have to read the label to know that it was the fudge she'd craved for. It sat there tauntingly; she blinked several times to be sure her eyes weren't tricking her. She had it in her hand for some seconds until he emerged from the couch and took it from her.
He let out a throaty laugh at her melancholy expression and leaned across the table.
"Here." He openedthe treat. "Have some. But you only get a small bite..." He held out the chocolate-coated strawberry fudge he knew was her favourite. Not too close, he prompted himself. He knew she couldn't resist it. It was her weakness, an almost impossible temptation.
"Mmmm, it's so good!" She squealed in delight.She looked into his eyes, he was looking at her but his thoughts were obviously elsewhere.
He remembered how much he teased her even from years ago. He'd given in sometimes to appease her but there were times when he'd brought her tears too, and it wasn't about any laughable matter. He'd once broken her heart.
"You've had your share so let me have mine." She tucked strands of hair at the back of her ear.She took the opportunity and bent closer to snatch the sweet treat from him.And yet she chooses me still, he eyed her anticipating the move.
"Oh no you don't!" He took hold of her hand before she could bring the fudge to her mouth. She pulled her hand back with a strength that was both gentle and fierce. She didn't want to squash the treat. He assumed a stance. It looked like a tie between the two when they found themselves in a sort of arm-wrestling position.She scowled at him but he only smirked at her. I must have it, she promised herself.
Sensing her rising determination, he attempted to disperse it by tickling her chin. She didn't see his free hand shift at his side towards her. The sudden touch made her stiffen.There was a hint of amusement mixed with thick annoyance in her eyes.
"You're not playing fair." She pouted but kept her hold on the treat. Being small compared to him, she knew she couldn't really win unless he let her. This was not one of those times. She momentarily loosened her grip.
"Giving up?" He kept his hand on her chin. It wasn't tickling now but it still intimidated her.He caressed her jaw line. She is stubborn, He gazed at her misty eyes and was startled to see that she had accepted defeat all too easily.
She gave in and let her hand fall, backing away from the table. The tension seemed to taper off but rose to heights within seconds as he grabbed her arm. Her eyes snapped to his eyes which seemed to say, Where doyou think you're going?
She softened when he held the mouth-watering treat few inches from her mouth. Smiling, she leaned forward to take a bite.
"Minho-appa!" A musical childish voice exclaimed to their right alerting them.
"Mommy?" Yoogeun looked between the two and fixed his eyes on the strawberry fudge.
Without thinking ,he seized the treat and stuck it in his mouth. "Yum!" He beamed gratefully at her and hopped on Minho's back.
"Come here you..."Minho reached behind him.
The little boy dodged his clutches and puckered his lips to Minho's cheek. It left a streak of bright pink strawberry filling. Minho stood and supported the weight with his hands at the child's backside. Yoogeun squeaked while he bounced impishly. The man walked towards the girl and pressed the side of his face against hers tenderly. It seemed to stick for a while.When he came away, pink marked her cheek.
"Mommy! Save me!" The child called out.
She didn't mind the sticky filling on her face. Misaki watched lovingly at the two before deciding to join in.
"I'm coming sweetheart!" She chased after Minho and her baby around the couch, out the back door and into the garden.
Characters: Minho/OC, Yoogeun
Length: One-shot
Summary: Minho and Misaki fight over a treat. Who wins in the end?
A/N: It's about time my page gets something posted to it yeah? First one-shot! Here goes...
Sugar Rush
"Hey,let me have it."
"Is that an order?"
"Yes! I demand it this instant."
"Why should I give it to you?"
"Don't I get some?"
"...Maybe. I kind of enjoy watching you put up with me."
"You're really mean. You know how much I've waited...."
She knew he was doing it on purpose to tease her. She didn't feel like going along with it but she had been to the convenience store a couple of times to see if the fudge was available. The owner had said that the next order was set to arrive in 2 weeks.When she stepped inside her apartment, she was surprised to see the small familiar package on the living room table. She didn't even have to read the label to know that it was the fudge she'd craved for. It sat there tauntingly; she blinked several times to be sure her eyes weren't tricking her. She had it in her hand for some seconds until he emerged from the couch and took it from her.
He let out a throaty laugh at her melancholy expression and leaned across the table.
"Here." He openedthe treat. "Have some. But you only get a small bite..." He held out the chocolate-coated strawberry fudge he knew was her favourite. Not too close, he prompted himself. He knew she couldn't resist it. It was her weakness, an almost impossible temptation.
"Mmmm, it's so good!" She squealed in delight.She looked into his eyes, he was looking at her but his thoughts were obviously elsewhere.
He remembered how much he teased her even from years ago. He'd given in sometimes to appease her but there were times when he'd brought her tears too, and it wasn't about any laughable matter. He'd once broken her heart.
"You've had your share so let me have mine." She tucked strands of hair at the back of her ear.She took the opportunity and bent closer to snatch the sweet treat from him.And yet she chooses me still, he eyed her anticipating the move.
"Oh no you don't!" He took hold of her hand before she could bring the fudge to her mouth. She pulled her hand back with a strength that was both gentle and fierce. She didn't want to squash the treat. He assumed a stance. It looked like a tie between the two when they found themselves in a sort of arm-wrestling position.She scowled at him but he only smirked at her. I must have it, she promised herself.
Sensing her rising determination, he attempted to disperse it by tickling her chin. She didn't see his free hand shift at his side towards her. The sudden touch made her stiffen.There was a hint of amusement mixed with thick annoyance in her eyes.
"You're not playing fair." She pouted but kept her hold on the treat. Being small compared to him, she knew she couldn't really win unless he let her. This was not one of those times. She momentarily loosened her grip.
"Giving up?" He kept his hand on her chin. It wasn't tickling now but it still intimidated her.He caressed her jaw line. She is stubborn, He gazed at her misty eyes and was startled to see that she had accepted defeat all too easily.
She gave in and let her hand fall, backing away from the table. The tension seemed to taper off but rose to heights within seconds as he grabbed her arm. Her eyes snapped to his eyes which seemed to say, Where doyou think you're going?
She softened when he held the mouth-watering treat few inches from her mouth. Smiling, she leaned forward to take a bite.
"Minho-appa!" A musical childish voice exclaimed to their right alerting them.
"Mommy?" Yoogeun looked between the two and fixed his eyes on the strawberry fudge.
Without thinking ,he seized the treat and stuck it in his mouth. "Yum!" He beamed gratefully at her and hopped on Minho's back.
"Come here you..."Minho reached behind him.
The little boy dodged his clutches and puckered his lips to Minho's cheek. It left a streak of bright pink strawberry filling. Minho stood and supported the weight with his hands at the child's backside. Yoogeun squeaked while he bounced impishly. The man walked towards the girl and pressed the side of his face against hers tenderly. It seemed to stick for a while.When he came away, pink marked her cheek.
"Mommy! Save me!" The child called out.
She didn't mind the sticky filling on her face. Misaki watched lovingly at the two before deciding to join in.
"I'm coming sweetheart!" She chased after Minho and her baby around the couch, out the back door and into the garden.