[fic] a little taste of home.
title a little taste of home
author delphien
pairing ot5
genre humour / crack
length short one-shot 480 words
rating g
warnings none really except this is rushed and all sorts of fail because i wrote it in like five or ten minutes
a/n for
instant_miracle and i know i didn't quite follow your prompt but this is what i thought of :D especially during bonjour!paris when jae said the korean food was good and i didn't believe him..yeah. i still need to write a side story for see you around and ecinaj wants you to update checkmate
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a little taste of home;
France is a land of delicacies and elaborate preparation, fine foods and wines and beauty from all angles.
Or so the boys have heard. Within the first few hours of filming, they think they've said that seeing the Eiffel Tower with their own eyes is really cool about five (hundred) times.
The smiles are starting to hurt their cheeks and the ice cream is getting boring after nine(ty) scoops.
But they keep the smiles on their faces (except for during their sexy charisma shots).
"What is a new experience you want to have, Yoochun-ssi?" The cameraman adjusts the angle and shifts his shoulders, rolling them to get rid of the slight strain building up.
Pasting a sneaky glance on his face, Changmin sidles his way over, the light wind tickling his black hair and the taller boy sucks in his cheeks for a moment before leaning over to whisper in Yoochun's ear.
Yoochun gives him a look. Like, a look.
"Changminnie says he wants to try goose liver. Do you want to try goose liver, Min-ah?" He looks doubtful and sort of grossed-out.
"Yeah, I've heard it's good."
The older man snorts, Changmin thinks any kind of food is delicious.
"I want to try some of the wines."
He smiles graciously as the PD oohs and aahs appreciatively for the DVD.
Changmin turns away and mutters under his breath, you crazed alcoholic.
It turns out that Jaejoong wants to try the Korean food à la français.
Yunho just wants to take pictures and Junsu's too busy chasing pigeons and pulling the same freeze for the camera to reply.
So they go to try the Korean cuisine that night (in secret).
Their eyes sparkle at the familiar sight presented to them and Jaejoong digs in, bringing a steaming spoonful to his mouth.
He winces and frowns. If the I-am-trying-not-to-gag face is any indication, Jaejoong decides he does not like Korean food à la français.
He raises his hand and asks for the gochujang or some sort of spicy flavouring in heavily accented, broken French.
Complete with hand gestures and demonstrations of flaming spiciness and burning of the mouth.
The server gives him the universal what-the-fuck-are-you-on face.
Changmin snickers and Jaejoong smacks him on the shoulder. Hard.
Junsu thinks it's just spicy enough.
The next day they have dinner in front of the cameras.
Changmin gets his goose liver and Yoochun and Junsu try the snail.
Er, escargot.
Junsu talks to the camera all through dinner and Yoochun can't get a word in but the wine is good.
When dinner's over and they're standing taking pictures on the bridge, the PD approaches Jaejoong.
"Jaejoong-ssi, how was the Korean cuisine?"
"It was very good. Really."
"Ah, really?"
Jaejoong's eyes darken as he recalls the slow numbing of his taste buds the night they went out (secretly).
"Ah, yes, it was really very good."
author delphien
pairing ot5
genre humour / crack
length short one-shot 480 words
rating g
warnings none really except this is rushed and all sorts of fail because i wrote it in like five or ten minutes
a/n for
instant_miracle and i know i didn't quite follow your prompt but this is what i thought of :D especially during bonjour!paris when jae said the korean food was good and i didn't believe him..yeah. i still need to write a side story for see you around and ecinaj wants you to update checkmate
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a little taste of home;
France is a land of delicacies and elaborate preparation, fine foods and wines and beauty from all angles.
Or so the boys have heard. Within the first few hours of filming, they think they've said that seeing the Eiffel Tower with their own eyes is really cool about five (hundred) times.
The smiles are starting to hurt their cheeks and the ice cream is getting boring after nine(ty) scoops.
But they keep the smiles on their faces (except for during their sexy charisma shots).
"What is a new experience you want to have, Yoochun-ssi?" The cameraman adjusts the angle and shifts his shoulders, rolling them to get rid of the slight strain building up.
Pasting a sneaky glance on his face, Changmin sidles his way over, the light wind tickling his black hair and the taller boy sucks in his cheeks for a moment before leaning over to whisper in Yoochun's ear.
Yoochun gives him a look. Like, a look.
"Changminnie says he wants to try goose liver. Do you want to try goose liver, Min-ah?" He looks doubtful and sort of grossed-out.
"Yeah, I've heard it's good."
The older man snorts, Changmin thinks any kind of food is delicious.
"I want to try some of the wines."
He smiles graciously as the PD oohs and aahs appreciatively for the DVD.
Changmin turns away and mutters under his breath, you crazed alcoholic.
It turns out that Jaejoong wants to try the Korean food à la français.
Yunho just wants to take pictures and Junsu's too busy chasing pigeons and pulling the same freeze for the camera to reply.
So they go to try the Korean cuisine that night (in secret).
Their eyes sparkle at the familiar sight presented to them and Jaejoong digs in, bringing a steaming spoonful to his mouth.
He winces and frowns. If the I-am-trying-not-to-gag face is any indication, Jaejoong decides he does not like Korean food à la français.
He raises his hand and asks for the gochujang or some sort of spicy flavouring in heavily accented, broken French.
Complete with hand gestures and demonstrations of flaming spiciness and burning of the mouth.
The server gives him the universal what-the-fuck-are-you-on face.
Changmin snickers and Jaejoong smacks him on the shoulder. Hard.
Junsu thinks it's just spicy enough.
The next day they have dinner in front of the cameras.
Changmin gets his goose liver and Yoochun and Junsu try the snail.
Er, escargot.
Junsu talks to the camera all through dinner and Yoochun can't get a word in but the wine is good.
When dinner's over and they're standing taking pictures on the bridge, the PD approaches Jaejoong.
"Jaejoong-ssi, how was the Korean cuisine?"
"It was very good. Really."
"Ah, really?"
Jaejoong's eyes darken as he recalls the slow numbing of his taste buds the night they went out (secretly).
"Ah, yes, it was really very good."