An Unexpected Predicament 5/?
Title: An Unexpected Predicament 5
Paring: KhunWoo
Genre: Comedy/Romance/Magical
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I do not own any of them!
Summary: The members of 2PM arrived home to be welcomed by an unexpected visitor. Let's just say Wooyoung has been keeping secrets.
A/N: Whoo! Another update! I figured that I'm running three different paces. This one is slow, while Complications is fast and An Unexpected Predicatament is half and half. Anyway thank you readers who've been with me through all 3 of my stories thus far :D
Warning: May contain extreme grammar and spelling errors....Anyways enjoy~
Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4
“Okay, now.” Chansung said as him and everyone else stood around Wooyoung and Nichkhun, who were sitting on the floor.
Nichkhun nodded his head softly and leaned forward, placing his lips on Wooyoung cheek. Instantly a blue light surrounded Wooyoung, making everyone, except Nichkhun, gasped. Wooyoung let out a sigh as his body finished stretching. The green shirt, Nichkhun gave him fitted more nicely and the boxers weren’t so big anymore. He smiled to himself. Goodbye to early menopause. He looked around him as his friends stared at him in amazement. Junho reached down and pinched his chubby cheek.
“Four, huh? We should have cake every time you grow.”
Chansung ears perked up. “That's not a bad idea at all! Who’s baking? Junsu?”
Junsu wacked him on the back of the head. “I’m not going to bake that many cakes!”
Chansung pouted, rubbing the back of his head. “Pretty please?”
Junsu glared at him. “No. Ask Taec. He knows how to bake too.”
Taecyeon instantly put up his hands in defense as Chansung turned towards him with a pleading look on his face. “Hyung~ Pretty please~”
Taecyeon gulped and backed away. “I-I...It’s...Um...”
Chansung reached out and grabbed his collar, pulling him towards him. “Well, how about one little tinsy winsy cake? Hmmm?”
Chansung finished his aegyo by poking Taecyeon on the nose. Taecyeon shook his head, trying to get rid of his cute act, but it wasn’t working. He let out a sigh, placing a hand on Chansung head and ruffling his hair.
“Fine....”
“Yesh!” Chansung yelled, grabbing Taecyeon on the side of his face and pecking him on the lips. He then released him and ran around the room, jumping up for joy and screaming that he was going to have banana cake.
Taecyeon slowly felled down onto the floor in shocked at the maknae kissing him.
Junsu, busted out laughing at the scene, enjoying Taecyeon’s defeated face. “Oh my god, this is great!”
He went over towards him and patted him on the shoulder. Taecyeon looked up at him. “You knew this would happen?”
Junsu nodded his head. “Yep, I got the same treatment last time. He wanted some cream pie and when I told him I would.... Well, you know what happened.”
Junho, just shooked his head at his hyungs and turned his attention back at Nichkhun and Wooyoung.
“Geez, I don’t even want you to grow anymore. You’re so cute.” He bent down and pulled Wooyoung’s cheeks.
Wooyoung puffed his cheeks out and swatted at Junho’s hand. “Stop it....”
He cursed at his child-like voice as Junho smiled at his protest.
Nichkhun chuckled at them and pulled Wooyoung into his lap. “Leave him alone. He’s mine for now.”
Junho released Wooyoung’s tormented cheeks and thump Nichkhun on the forehead. “Ugh, stop making me feel like I’m giving my baby away to a monster.”
Nichkhun quickly thump Junho back on the forehead, before he could move out of the way, owning a groan out of his dongsaeng. “I’m too perfect to be a monster. Anyway tomorrow we have scheduling....”
Everyone froze. They forgot about their schedules. Chansung let out a huge sigh and sat down next to Nichkhun. “What are we going to tell our manager?”
Nichkhun thought a moment. “Well we can just say that Wooyoung is sick for a month, tops?”
“Oh yea, as if we are going to get by like that. Wooyoung has schedules all this month too. Oh my god, he’s going to kill us. I know it!” Junsu said, reaching up to pull his hair.
Taecyeon frowned. “He’s not going to kill us. He has to get paid too. And by us dying won’t help.”
Junsu released his hair and sat down on the floor. “He will. He will!”
Wooyoung let out a yawned. He was getting sleepy. “He-He....won’t.”
“Woo, do you not understand that if you’re not there, it’s going to be huge problems?” Junho asked.
Wooyoung nodded his head. “Ne, I’ll jest make a dwuble.”
“A double?” Nichkhun asked.
Wooyoung nodded his head, closing his eyes slowly. “I shuld have enulf powel for that. I’ll dew it in the moorning.”
He rested his head on Nichkhun’s chest and fell asleep without another word. His friends look at each other, wondering the same thing. “How in the world could he go to sleep so fast?”
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“Ta-Dah~” Wooyoung said as he held up his tiny hands to his creation, Wooyoung 2.
The double Wooyoung bowed gracefully. “Annoyonghaseo, I’m here to help my master.”
Wooyoung smiled at Wooyoung’s 2 introduction. He loved being called master from time to time.
“Wow, he looks exactly like you, besides from having blonde hair and well you know, from being the right age.” Junho mumbled, while walking around Wooyoung 2.
Junho patted Wooyoung on the shoulder as he faced him. “Alright, I approve.”
“Same.” Chansung said.
“Ditto. I just don’t feel like dying so really, anything helps.” Junsu said as he fixed his hair in the front.
“But how will he react in situations?” Nichkhun asked.
“The same I would weact. Also, I’m con....con--” Wooyoung stopped talking and lifted a finger. A purple bub glowed on his index finger.
“As I was saying, I’m connected to Wooyoung 2.” Wooyoung 2 said.
Taecyeon wanted to test it out, so he went over towards Wooyoung 2 and pulled hard on his cheeks. The Wooyoungs let out a yell in protest and started to rub their cheeks. “That hurts!”
“Hit him....” Wooyoung said.
Without hesitation, Wooyoung 2, hit Taecyeon on the back of the head, earning a yell from Taecyeon and a giggle from Wooyoung.
Taecyeon rubbed the back of his head. “You didn’t have to hit so hard.”
“But I didn't.” Wooyoung 2 smiled.
“Yep.” Nichkhun smiled. “Exactly the same.”
Wooyoung 2 turned around and ran up to Wooyoung, picking him up off the sofa and hugging him tight. “I’m accepted!”
Wooyoung laughed and nodded his head, patting Wooyoung 2 on the head. “Good. Good.”
Wooyoung 2 smiled at him. “ I love Master so much.”
“Ahem....” Nichkhun cleared his throat.
Both Wooyoung’s look over at Nichkhun with a puzzled expression. “Hmm?”
Nichkhun walked over towards them and pulled Wooyoung out of Wooyoung’s 2 arms. Wooyoung just allowed him. He was used to Nichkhun’s possessiveness. “Mine.”
Wooyoung 2 pouted and crossed his arms. “Hmph.”
Unless his master protests, he can’t do anything about it.
“Anyway, Woo. Are you sure you can be careful without us here? We won’t be back for a while.”
Wooyoung nodded his head. “I’ll be fine.”
A knocked erupted on the front door and then a yell. “Are you guys ready yet? We need to get to the photo shoot in ten minutes.”
“Coming!” All the guys yelled, including Wooyoung 2.
Nichkhun placed Wooyoung down on the floor. He happily wasn’t wearing Nichkhun’s clothes anymore, but more fitted clothes for him. He was in a pair of blue jeans and a red T-shirt that had a yellow duck printed on the front of it. His hair was longer, so Junho cut it earlier. He gave Wooyoung a trim and made his bangs pulled down towards the front and then curled towards the right.
Nichkhun took a hand and ruffle his hair. “We’ll be back soon.”
Wooyoung lifted up his hand and swatted at Nichkhun’s hand. “Okay, geez.”
Chansung pushed Nichkhun out of the way and bent down to hug Wooyoung. “I’ll miss you for a while.”
He let Wooyoung go and was pushed out of the way by Taecyeon. He bent down and hug him too. “I’ll get you back for that hit.”
He stood up and moved to the side. Junsu bent down and hugged him. “I’ll remember to get you something to eat when we come back.”
Wooyoung smiled and nodded his head.
Junho was after him and bent down to hug him. “I’ll get you some more clothes, Older ones. Shoes too.”
Lastly, was Wooyoung 2. He hugged Wooyoung tight. “I’ll be good. I promise.”
He wrapped his pinky with Wooyoung’s and touched their thumbs together. Wooyoung patted him on the head. “You better.”
The guys gave Wooyoung one last look before, opening the door and leaving him there. The last thing Wooyoung heard was their manager yelling at Wooyoung 2 for changing his hair color without asking.
Wooyoung let out a sigh in relief. He was glad they were all gone. He had other things to deal with though. A knock came at the front door again and he waddle on over towards the door. He jumped up to reach the knob and turned it to open the door. A woman, wearing skinny, black jeans and a baby blue blouse, stood at the doorway. She had wavy brown hair that went to her mid back. A baby blue bow was pinned on the side of her head. She crossed her arms and stared down at Wooyoung.
“So you're the witch...” Wooyoung muttered.
Paring: KhunWoo
Genre: Comedy/Romance/Magical
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I do not own any of them!
Summary: The members of 2PM arrived home to be welcomed by an unexpected visitor. Let's just say Wooyoung has been keeping secrets.
A/N: Whoo! Another update! I figured that I'm running three different paces. This one is slow, while Complications is fast and An Unexpected Predicatament is half and half. Anyway thank you readers who've been with me through all 3 of my stories thus far :D
Warning: May contain extreme grammar and spelling errors....Anyways enjoy~
Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4
“Okay, now.” Chansung said as him and everyone else stood around Wooyoung and Nichkhun, who were sitting on the floor.
Nichkhun nodded his head softly and leaned forward, placing his lips on Wooyoung cheek. Instantly a blue light surrounded Wooyoung, making everyone, except Nichkhun, gasped. Wooyoung let out a sigh as his body finished stretching. The green shirt, Nichkhun gave him fitted more nicely and the boxers weren’t so big anymore. He smiled to himself. Goodbye to early menopause. He looked around him as his friends stared at him in amazement. Junho reached down and pinched his chubby cheek.
“Four, huh? We should have cake every time you grow.”
Chansung ears perked up. “That's not a bad idea at all! Who’s baking? Junsu?”
Junsu wacked him on the back of the head. “I’m not going to bake that many cakes!”
Chansung pouted, rubbing the back of his head. “Pretty please?”
Junsu glared at him. “No. Ask Taec. He knows how to bake too.”
Taecyeon instantly put up his hands in defense as Chansung turned towards him with a pleading look on his face. “Hyung~ Pretty please~”
Taecyeon gulped and backed away. “I-I...It’s...Um...”
Chansung reached out and grabbed his collar, pulling him towards him. “Well, how about one little tinsy winsy cake? Hmmm?”
Chansung finished his aegyo by poking Taecyeon on the nose. Taecyeon shook his head, trying to get rid of his cute act, but it wasn’t working. He let out a sigh, placing a hand on Chansung head and ruffling his hair.
“Fine....”
“Yesh!” Chansung yelled, grabbing Taecyeon on the side of his face and pecking him on the lips. He then released him and ran around the room, jumping up for joy and screaming that he was going to have banana cake.
Taecyeon slowly felled down onto the floor in shocked at the maknae kissing him.
Junsu, busted out laughing at the scene, enjoying Taecyeon’s defeated face. “Oh my god, this is great!”
He went over towards him and patted him on the shoulder. Taecyeon looked up at him. “You knew this would happen?”
Junsu nodded his head. “Yep, I got the same treatment last time. He wanted some cream pie and when I told him I would.... Well, you know what happened.”
Junho, just shooked his head at his hyungs and turned his attention back at Nichkhun and Wooyoung.
“Geez, I don’t even want you to grow anymore. You’re so cute.” He bent down and pulled Wooyoung’s cheeks.
Wooyoung puffed his cheeks out and swatted at Junho’s hand. “Stop it....”
He cursed at his child-like voice as Junho smiled at his protest.
Nichkhun chuckled at them and pulled Wooyoung into his lap. “Leave him alone. He’s mine for now.”
Junho released Wooyoung’s tormented cheeks and thump Nichkhun on the forehead. “Ugh, stop making me feel like I’m giving my baby away to a monster.”
Nichkhun quickly thump Junho back on the forehead, before he could move out of the way, owning a groan out of his dongsaeng. “I’m too perfect to be a monster. Anyway tomorrow we have scheduling....”
Everyone froze. They forgot about their schedules. Chansung let out a huge sigh and sat down next to Nichkhun. “What are we going to tell our manager?”
Nichkhun thought a moment. “Well we can just say that Wooyoung is sick for a month, tops?”
“Oh yea, as if we are going to get by like that. Wooyoung has schedules all this month too. Oh my god, he’s going to kill us. I know it!” Junsu said, reaching up to pull his hair.
Taecyeon frowned. “He’s not going to kill us. He has to get paid too. And by us dying won’t help.”
Junsu released his hair and sat down on the floor. “He will. He will!”
Wooyoung let out a yawned. He was getting sleepy. “He-He....won’t.”
“Woo, do you not understand that if you’re not there, it’s going to be huge problems?” Junho asked.
Wooyoung nodded his head. “Ne, I’ll jest make a dwuble.”
“A double?” Nichkhun asked.
Wooyoung nodded his head, closing his eyes slowly. “I shuld have enulf powel for that. I’ll dew it in the moorning.”
He rested his head on Nichkhun’s chest and fell asleep without another word. His friends look at each other, wondering the same thing. “How in the world could he go to sleep so fast?”
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“Ta-Dah~” Wooyoung said as he held up his tiny hands to his creation, Wooyoung 2.
The double Wooyoung bowed gracefully. “Annoyonghaseo, I’m here to help my master.”
Wooyoung smiled at Wooyoung’s 2 introduction. He loved being called master from time to time.
“Wow, he looks exactly like you, besides from having blonde hair and well you know, from being the right age.” Junho mumbled, while walking around Wooyoung 2.
Junho patted Wooyoung on the shoulder as he faced him. “Alright, I approve.”
“Same.” Chansung said.
“Ditto. I just don’t feel like dying so really, anything helps.” Junsu said as he fixed his hair in the front.
“But how will he react in situations?” Nichkhun asked.
“The same I would weact. Also, I’m con....con--” Wooyoung stopped talking and lifted a finger. A purple bub glowed on his index finger.
“As I was saying, I’m connected to Wooyoung 2.” Wooyoung 2 said.
Taecyeon wanted to test it out, so he went over towards Wooyoung 2 and pulled hard on his cheeks. The Wooyoungs let out a yell in protest and started to rub their cheeks. “That hurts!”
“Hit him....” Wooyoung said.
Without hesitation, Wooyoung 2, hit Taecyeon on the back of the head, earning a yell from Taecyeon and a giggle from Wooyoung.
Taecyeon rubbed the back of his head. “You didn’t have to hit so hard.”
“But I didn't.” Wooyoung 2 smiled.
“Yep.” Nichkhun smiled. “Exactly the same.”
Wooyoung 2 turned around and ran up to Wooyoung, picking him up off the sofa and hugging him tight. “I’m accepted!”
Wooyoung laughed and nodded his head, patting Wooyoung 2 on the head. “Good. Good.”
Wooyoung 2 smiled at him. “ I love Master so much.”
“Ahem....” Nichkhun cleared his throat.
Both Wooyoung’s look over at Nichkhun with a puzzled expression. “Hmm?”
Nichkhun walked over towards them and pulled Wooyoung out of Wooyoung’s 2 arms. Wooyoung just allowed him. He was used to Nichkhun’s possessiveness. “Mine.”
Wooyoung 2 pouted and crossed his arms. “Hmph.”
Unless his master protests, he can’t do anything about it.
“Anyway, Woo. Are you sure you can be careful without us here? We won’t be back for a while.”
Wooyoung nodded his head. “I’ll be fine.”
A knocked erupted on the front door and then a yell. “Are you guys ready yet? We need to get to the photo shoot in ten minutes.”
“Coming!” All the guys yelled, including Wooyoung 2.
Nichkhun placed Wooyoung down on the floor. He happily wasn’t wearing Nichkhun’s clothes anymore, but more fitted clothes for him. He was in a pair of blue jeans and a red T-shirt that had a yellow duck printed on the front of it. His hair was longer, so Junho cut it earlier. He gave Wooyoung a trim and made his bangs pulled down towards the front and then curled towards the right.
Nichkhun took a hand and ruffle his hair. “We’ll be back soon.”
Wooyoung lifted up his hand and swatted at Nichkhun’s hand. “Okay, geez.”
Chansung pushed Nichkhun out of the way and bent down to hug Wooyoung. “I’ll miss you for a while.”
He let Wooyoung go and was pushed out of the way by Taecyeon. He bent down and hug him too. “I’ll get you back for that hit.”
He stood up and moved to the side. Junsu bent down and hugged him. “I’ll remember to get you something to eat when we come back.”
Wooyoung smiled and nodded his head.
Junho was after him and bent down to hug him. “I’ll get you some more clothes, Older ones. Shoes too.”
Lastly, was Wooyoung 2. He hugged Wooyoung tight. “I’ll be good. I promise.”
He wrapped his pinky with Wooyoung’s and touched their thumbs together. Wooyoung patted him on the head. “You better.”
The guys gave Wooyoung one last look before, opening the door and leaving him there. The last thing Wooyoung heard was their manager yelling at Wooyoung 2 for changing his hair color without asking.
Wooyoung let out a sigh in relief. He was glad they were all gone. He had other things to deal with though. A knock came at the front door again and he waddle on over towards the door. He jumped up to reach the knob and turned it to open the door. A woman, wearing skinny, black jeans and a baby blue blouse, stood at the doorway. She had wavy brown hair that went to her mid back. A baby blue bow was pinned on the side of her head. She crossed her arms and stared down at Wooyoung.
“So you're the witch...” Wooyoung muttered.