FIC: My Dear Plumber: 01 Voice Meeting

Apr 02, 2009 22:26

Title: My Dear Plumber: 01 Voice Meeting
Pairing: YooSu(Main), JaeMin, past JaeHo (might change my mind =D)
Genre: Fluff, Smut in the later chapters
Rating: PG 13 - NC17
Beta: lady_shira32 
Warning: Uber dialog vomit XD

Summary: Junsu meets the resident plumber. Things kinda went downhill from there.

A.N.: My first chaptered fic! XD And I have a little difficulty writing fluff so bear with me for a while. Dedicated to egoisticfreak  and hmtermulo  coz they're in love with YooSu =) Hope you enjoy it! Read and Comment pls. Critics are <3~

Pluck, pluck, pluck, pluck….

Pluck… Pluck… Pluck… Pluck… pluuuuuuuuuucckkkkkk…..

Junsu glared at the dripping water, willing the droplets to evaporate through the intensity of it. He phailed…

“Just call the plumber living downstairs, Su.” A sleepy voice said.

“Jae, I told you. I refuse to be beaten by a stupid pipe!” Junsu said in his high-pitched voice which made Jaejoong flinch. This was too early for his eardrums.

With renewed determination, Junsu tightened his grip on the wrench and went back under the sink. He has been trying to fix that damn pipe for two fucking days now! He hasn’t had any tranquil sleep because of all the “Pluck! Pluck! Pluck!” He swore that he is gonna fix this evil inanimate pipe even if it’s---

“AHHH!!!” A dolphin-like shriek echoed throughout the apartment and loud thuds soon followed, Jae came, running to the kitchen from the bathroom, toothbrush still in hand.

“Whash happesh?” Jae said, foam from brushing his teeth still in his mouth and slowly dripping down his gorgeous pectorals. (A/N. God I feel perverted lol.)

“The fucking pipe died on me! OW!!” A light shuddering of the tiles were seen when Junsu’s head collided with the underside of the sink.
Jaejoong sighed as he placed his toothbrush by the sink and washed his mouth.

“Duckbutt, you are such a phail…” He sighed. Junsu was still complaining about his forming bump when he felt hands hold his ankles and pull him out of under the counter. Then he felt a slightly heavy weight on his stomach. Su stared at the beautiful face only a couple of inches away from his face.

Jae was sitting on him… and leaning close… too close… Darn that face should be considered evil. It can make you jizz automatically. Good thing Su was already used to his roommate’s touchy (literally) character.

Su cocked an eyebrow “Jae why are you sitting on me?”

“Now can we call Yoochun?” Jae deadpanned.

“Yoo - who?”

“The plumber downstairs. Now can we call him? Seeing as the place will become a swimming pool in a while coz you were being a duckhead and phailing miserably.” Jae was doing that again; that “stare you down - make you want to pee in your pants” stare, with a stern face to boot, which can turn a rock into quivering goo. Not wanting to experience the faith of the poor rock, he did what he could only do, relent.

With a defeated sigh, Su mumbled “Fine, fine. I’ll call the darn plumber.” At that, Jae’s face immediately lit up and got off of the man with a bump (A/N: pun slightly intended XD) “Finally I can get to meet that hot plumber everyone in the complex is talking about!”

“Huh?” Junsu’s world was still a little starry so he wasn’t sure if what he heard was right.

“Oh my gosh! Don’t tell me you haven’t heard about how hot the new plumber is! His younger brother is supposed to be sizzling too!” Jae continued to gush out about the so called “hot plumber”. Junsu, however, thought it best to ignore his ghei roomie’s chatter for now since his head was still throbbing from his hit earlier.

“Yeah, yeah… Whatever Jae.” Junsu stood on wobbly legs and went to the kitchen to get ice for his head. Jae though, didn’t seem to notice his roomie’s discomfort and followed him to the kitchen.

“I wonder what he’ll be like?” Jae continued his fangheing over the soon-to-be-seen plumber. “I heard he has the cutest smile and delectable collarbones! I hope he wears a low V-neck shirt. Oh! I heard he also has a nice sense of fashion. I wonder if I can ask him out for shopping. What do you think Su?”

No answer.

“Susu-ah? Are you listening to me?”

“No.” Junsu groaned. “If you haven’t noticed yet, which is highly likely the case, my head is still throbbing.”

“Hmph. You’re just frustrated coz you haven’t had sex in months!” Jae grinned. “Pity… your attitude might be turning people off.” Jae walked to Su’s side, helping him put ice on the ice pack since he prided himself in being a good friend. “Who wouldn’t want to fuck that adorable ass of yours?” He pinched Su’s ass making the slightly smaller man squeak and blush. He might pride himself on being a good friend but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t enjoy teasing his beloved room mate.

Junsu wanted to do his infamous head-desking but since his head was still hurting from earlier abuse, he settled on glaring at Jae and tried to fight down his blush. He loved Jae, seriously, but sometimes he can go overboard with his teasing.

“Just... give me the plumber’s number so I can call him…” He felt a piece of paper being pushed to his hand. He mumbled his thanks and heard his roomie’s fading footsteps. He was starting to enjoy the peace when he heard a very ghei declaration from his beloved room mate.

“Tell me what time plumber boy’s coming. I need time to fix my appearance.”

His precious roommate that he so wants to kill right now.

--

Riiing… riiiiinng!!!

“Hyung your plumber phone!” Changmin shouted from the sofa.

“For the umpteenth time! It’s a plumber HOTLINE, not a plumber phone!!!” A voice from the kitchen retorted back. “And why don’t you answer the darn phone!! You’re fuckin’ closer to it!”

“HA!! So you DO admit it’s a plumber phone!” Changmin shot back.

“That’s not... AISH!!” The said hyung emerged from the kitchen wearing an apron and flour patches on his face. “I was gonna bake you a cake but since you’re being a hard-headed dongsaeng, I lost my mood.” Yoochun smirked at the paling face of his dongsaeng. Trust sweets, no scratch that, food in general, to bring Changmin to his knees.

With a smirk on his face, and a wailing Changmin in the background, he answered the neglected phone.

“Hello. Park Plumbing Services. How can I be of service?”

“Yes.. uhmm.. I was wondering if I can make an emergency appointment today?” a rather shy-sounding voice answered.

“Yes, of course, what seems to be the problem?” he answered pleasantly.

“Uhmm… my pipe under the sink broke and it’s starting to flood in the kitchen.” Just then, a faint shout of “YAH!! Junsu!! You forgot to drain the water container!!! It’s flooding in the kitchen again!! I just mopped the floor darn it!!!” in the background was heard making Yoochun smile a bit. Then his caller answered back, all shyness disappearing, “I’m on the phone talking to the plumber! I told you to watch over the container but you were too busy beautifying yourself!”

The last statement made Yoochun quirk his eyebrow a bit. Why would a guy beautify himself? Assuming he is a guy. “Yoochun?!” a rather excited voice answered. “What time is he coming?”

“Now why would the other voice sound a bit excited at the prospect of him coming?” Yoochun thought.

“I was gonna ask him but you interrupted me!” As much as he was amused by the ongoing bickering of what he assumed were either siblings or roommates, there was a cake he was in the process of baking, so he cleared his throat.

“Huh?” a rather confused voice answered. Cute, Yoochun thought.

“What time should I come over then, sir?” He was amused but that didn’t mean he won’t be polite. Cute or not this was still business.
“Oh uhmm… as soon as possible?  I think my roommate is secretly planning on killing me already.”

He laughed lightly at that and couldn’t help but flirt a bit. “Who would want to kill a cute-voiced person like you?” He swore he could see the man on the other end of the line blush.

“Su-ah? Why is your face red?” Bingo, Yoochun couldn’t help but smirk. Yup, he still has it. “Shu-shut up!” Aww... he’s stuttering. Yoochun was sporting a full-blown grin now. “Uhh….We’re in apartment 7C so just come up here when you can, please.”

“Yes. I’ll come up in an hour. May I get your name sir?” Although Yoochun already knew because of all the shouting, it was courtesy and formality to ask the name of your client.

“Junsu… Kim Junsu.”

“Well, Mr. Kim. I’ll see you in about an hour then.”

“Thank you.”

And the line went dead. Yoochun wondered what the cute-voice looks like. He was looking forward to his appointment later.

--

Junsu was still blushing a bit. Was the plumber really flirting with him? But he had to admit the plumber’s voice was so deep it sent light shivers down his spine. His musings about the deep-voiced plumber were cut off when Jae, once again, made his fangheing self apparent.

“What time will Yoochun come?”

“In an hour, he said.”

“WHAT?!?! Why didn’t you tell me sooner! I still have to choose what to wear!” Jae stared at him like he did the most heinous crime in the planet.

“You’ve been trying to pick what to wear for the past hour. You’ve probably emptied your closet already.”

Jae scrambled to his bedroom muttering something along the lines of killing Junsu and what would go nice with a white button up shirt. Junsu just shook his head at his roommate and wondered what the plumber will be like.

A.N. I'll update after Holy Week XD Please tell me what you think! =)

fic: my dear plumber, dbsk

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