Intrestingly Tripping
Intrestingly Tripping (yesung/eunhyuk)
[made by this loltastic meme. No I didn't write this or anything. It's more like a madlib].
Hyukjae tripped along sadly. He was on his way to meet his lover, Yesung, for Valentine's Day. He smiled to see a fox hopping along, carrying a retreat in its mouth.
Hyukjae was almost in the city when he came across a mythical cake, lying alone on an insane plate. "That must be a treat from my ridiculous bear," he said to himself, and tripped over to it. The cake looked black, so he ate it.
It gave him the most ethical tingling sensation in his face. "How unusual!" he said and continued tripping to see Yesung.
When Yesung came out to meet him, he took one look and fell over.
"What is it?" Hyukjae cried happily.
"Your hand! And your leg!" Yesung said. "They're scared! Can't you feel it?"
Hyukjae felt his hand and his leg. They were indeed quite scared. "Oh, no!" Hyukjae said. "I'm a woman!" He, or rather, she started to cry. "It must have been that mythical cake you left for me. Did you know what it would do?"
"I didn't leave you any cake," Yesung said. "I got you a meadow. It must have been that beautiful man who lives nearby. He acts a little energetically, ever since he kissed a smile."
"But how can you ever love me, now that I'm a woman?" Hyukjae sobbed.
"Well, I never knew how to tell you this," Yesung said easily, "but I actually prefer women. And I think your hand is really pretty like that."
"Really?" Hyukjae dried her tears. Hyukjae kissed Yesung and it was an entirely generous sensation, greater than the brilliant array of stars in a galaxy.
They spent the night having entirely generous sex, until the cake wore off suddenly.
Everything was rather awkward after that.
[made by this loltastic meme. No I didn't write this or anything. It's more like a madlib].
Hyukjae tripped along sadly. He was on his way to meet his lover, Yesung, for Valentine's Day. He smiled to see a fox hopping along, carrying a retreat in its mouth.
Hyukjae was almost in the city when he came across a mythical cake, lying alone on an insane plate. "That must be a treat from my ridiculous bear," he said to himself, and tripped over to it. The cake looked black, so he ate it.
It gave him the most ethical tingling sensation in his face. "How unusual!" he said and continued tripping to see Yesung.
When Yesung came out to meet him, he took one look and fell over.
"What is it?" Hyukjae cried happily.
"Your hand! And your leg!" Yesung said. "They're scared! Can't you feel it?"
Hyukjae felt his hand and his leg. They were indeed quite scared. "Oh, no!" Hyukjae said. "I'm a woman!" He, or rather, she started to cry. "It must have been that mythical cake you left for me. Did you know what it would do?"
"I didn't leave you any cake," Yesung said. "I got you a meadow. It must have been that beautiful man who lives nearby. He acts a little energetically, ever since he kissed a smile."
"But how can you ever love me, now that I'm a woman?" Hyukjae sobbed.
"Well, I never knew how to tell you this," Yesung said easily, "but I actually prefer women. And I think your hand is really pretty like that."
"Really?" Hyukjae dried her tears. Hyukjae kissed Yesung and it was an entirely generous sensation, greater than the brilliant array of stars in a galaxy.
They spent the night having entirely generous sex, until the cake wore off suddenly.
Everything was rather awkward after that.