What you want.
machaparfait made me do it. ^^; We've agreed that Jae could be a real manipulative little thing...
Real short and cracky. JaeMin, YunJae implied.
Jaejoong lazed on his bed, flipping through a fashion magazine idly. He was quite content, snuggled into his freshly washed doona and with a nice cup of coffee at his bedside. Outside, he could hear the low rumble of the vacuum cleaner. He smirked slightly, turning another page, and imagining Yunho hard at work cleaning the carpets.
The door creaked open, admitting a tall figure. Jae paid it no mind however, until it reached his bedside, a warm hand settling on his shoulder and lightly caressing his exposed upper arm.
“Hyung…” Changmin’s low voice was most obviously seeking something, and Jaejoong flicked him a quick glance from the corner of his eye before focusing back on the magazine.
“Yes Min?” He asked lazily.
“Jaejoong…” The low tone had turned into a pur as Changmin leaned in, kissing his shoulder this time. Jaejoong pursed his lips a little to stop a smirk overtaking his face, and shrugged off Changmin’s advances. “Hyung…!” This time, it was more of a whine, as Min realised he was being ignored.
“I’m not in the mood.” Jaejoong informed him, giving a lazy half-glance before returning to an article about a new shoe boutique in Harajuku. Not in the mood… or more accurately, too happily ensconced in his warm nest to be bothered. Besides, he’d already been rather nicely satiated this morning.
“But Jaejoong… please?” Changmin whined, nudging himself against Jaejoong’s form and looking longingly at the pretty curve of his pale neck.
“Not right now, Min.” Was the forcedly bored reply. Changmin’s eyebrows came together in distress, furrowing even more deeply when Jaejoong’s pink little tongue came out to lick at the full, plush lips. Changmin gulped.
“I’ll… I’ll clean the house!” He blurted out, before he could think about it too much. Jaejoong paused, and blinked, before looking up at Changmin’s puppy dog face.
“Aw baby…” He said, reaching out to caress Changmin’s cheek fondly. Changmin beamed, thinking he’d won, but Jae smiled a little evilly and tapped his nose. “That’s sweet, but Yunho’s already doing it.” He said.
Real short and cracky. JaeMin, YunJae implied.
Jaejoong lazed on his bed, flipping through a fashion magazine idly. He was quite content, snuggled into his freshly washed doona and with a nice cup of coffee at his bedside. Outside, he could hear the low rumble of the vacuum cleaner. He smirked slightly, turning another page, and imagining Yunho hard at work cleaning the carpets.
The door creaked open, admitting a tall figure. Jae paid it no mind however, until it reached his bedside, a warm hand settling on his shoulder and lightly caressing his exposed upper arm.
“Hyung…” Changmin’s low voice was most obviously seeking something, and Jaejoong flicked him a quick glance from the corner of his eye before focusing back on the magazine.
“Yes Min?” He asked lazily.
“Jaejoong…” The low tone had turned into a pur as Changmin leaned in, kissing his shoulder this time. Jaejoong pursed his lips a little to stop a smirk overtaking his face, and shrugged off Changmin’s advances. “Hyung…!” This time, it was more of a whine, as Min realised he was being ignored.
“I’m not in the mood.” Jaejoong informed him, giving a lazy half-glance before returning to an article about a new shoe boutique in Harajuku. Not in the mood… or more accurately, too happily ensconced in his warm nest to be bothered. Besides, he’d already been rather nicely satiated this morning.
“But Jaejoong… please?” Changmin whined, nudging himself against Jaejoong’s form and looking longingly at the pretty curve of his pale neck.
“Not right now, Min.” Was the forcedly bored reply. Changmin’s eyebrows came together in distress, furrowing even more deeply when Jaejoong’s pink little tongue came out to lick at the full, plush lips. Changmin gulped.
“I’ll… I’ll clean the house!” He blurted out, before he could think about it too much. Jaejoong paused, and blinked, before looking up at Changmin’s puppy dog face.
“Aw baby…” He said, reaching out to caress Changmin’s cheek fondly. Changmin beamed, thinking he’d won, but Jae smiled a little evilly and tapped his nose. “That’s sweet, but Yunho’s already doing it.” He said.