mission impossible? for jaejoong, it's always possible.
yunho/jaejoong
oneshot; 563 words
humour/crack
pg-13
a/n: first two paragraphs were thrown at me at 2.30 am in the morning by scarletpeonies♥ (ngh, i love you bb) and was forced to post it up. ignore my fail. lol, /dies. this is for anyone who's not feeling happy enough! here's something to cheer you up. :D♥
yunho laughs. he holds his stomach and laughs and laughs. jaejoong's fingers tighten around the ladle and his lips are compressed, almost white. the eggs are burnt, to a nice crispy brown.
"yunho," jaejoong's voice is angry but yunho doesn't care. his eyes are crinkled at the corners, happy and carefree.
"jung yunho, you’d better stop laughing in five seconds, or else."
jaejoong’s fuming, he doesn’t understand what’s so funny about a guy cooking in a pink, frilly apron with little heart shaped iron-ons printed onto it. turning off the gas stove, he storms towards the bathroom and stares into the full-length mirror.
‘i look so cute. that bastard, doesn’t know how to appreciate the adorableness of things.’
he hears yunho’s mirth travel from the kitchen into his ears and he can’t take the humiliation for a second longer.
jaejoong stomps back, pulling apart the big butterfly bow behind him and taking off the entire apron.
yunho has one hand on his stomach and one hand pounding the floor with his fist - he’s crouching down, mouth wide open and teeth as white as marble tiles. no, wait, make that as white as a golf ball. suddenly, something gets thrown at his face. it’s pink. the horror of it, the horror of such a girly, girly color.
all it looks good on is jaejoong, he thinks, images running through his mind. a dirty, sleazy grin appears on his face as he mentally pictures jaejoong in a hot pink, lacy apron on… just the apron, and he’s cooking, bending over the stove to check on his kimchi jjigae in a manner so seductive that yunho wants to pound into him right there and then.
one look at yunho’s face and jaejoong knows that he’s thinking of something kinky again, so he thwacks yunho in the face, yunho yelping at the sudden attack, raising his hands to block out any other blow that might come but jaejoong’s actions are faster than his. he’s whacked another time on the head, then he gets pulled up by jaejoong who has a devilish smirk printed onto his angelic-featured face.
"jaejoong-ah…" yunho tries to plead, but it doesn’t work. nuh-uh, kim jaejoong doesn’t take humiliation lying down.
he forces the "horrible pink thing" onto yunho, tying an extra tight knot at the back.
"ooh, yunho-yah, you look so… adorable in this," jaejoong coos as yunho struggles to get out of the apron, finding his efforts useless due to the special heart-shaped bow jaejoong has tied, "this is my heart, see, it’s with you now, you can’t take it off! if not…"
yunho hears a sob coming from beside him and he sees jaejoong’s head lowered, his shoulders shaking.
"jaejoong-ah, i-i… i’m n-not going to take it off, don’t worry, don’t cry!" yunho hurriedly, stupidly tries to comfort jaejoong whom he thinks is crying.
"ah-ha, i got that on recording, so jung yunho, you can’t take it off without my permission. if i find out… i am going to tape you in that ‘horrible pink thing’ you absolutely love and post it online."
jaejoong sticks his tongue out at yunho and slaps him on the forehead again before taking out his cellphone from his pocket and wiggling it in front of yunho. he skips out of the kitchen, humming a tune that sounded evilly like the ‘Mission Impossible’ theme song.
"dun-dun-dun-dun, dun-dun-dun-dun~"
yunho is left alone, dumbfounded in the kitchen,
wearing nothing but a cherry-pink-tinted-heart-shape-printed-cute-infested apron.
i hope this made your day brighter! your comments make my day, so comment, please. :)♥
to anyone who's read 'i wanna take a ride on your disco stick' and 'you come and knock at my heart once more':
do look out for updates soon! 8D i'll try to write as much as i can since it's the holidays now.
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