dbsk; who's sane?
Who’s sane?
Yunjae (Yunho/Jaejoong), ninja!Yoosu (Yoochun/Junsu), pg
Jaejoong was baking mud cake. Changmin was in ecstasy. Yoochun was horny. Junsu was busy playing games. Yunho was sane.
A/N: For my Food-series :D
Yunjae - Mud cake
Jaejoong was baking mud cake. Changmin was in ecstasy. Yoochun was horny. Junsu was busy playing games. Yunho was sane. And he informed the rest of that fact.
“What do you mean?” asked Jaejoong with his butt in the air from where he was placing the cake into the oven. Yunho might have stared at said body-part just a bit.
“Yeah, what do you mean?” agreed Changmin. “Are you saying we’re not sane?” He glared at Yunho before continuing jumping up and down and trying to get a spoonful of the sweet batter left in a bowl. It was not a great success. Jaejoong smacked his hand away with a ladle, saying that it ruined his appetite.
“I’m sane,” called Yoochun from the living room which was wall-in-wall with the kitchen. The trio in the kitchen heard a squeak and a cry of “Keep your hands off me, Park Yoochun” from Junsu. Yunho rolled his eyes.
“Well he’s not sane,” stated Changmin, referring to Yoochun. Jaejoong looked doubtfully at the youngest man whilst running water in the sink and placed the bowls and a ladle and so on that he had used to bake the cake there, save for the bowl with some batter left on the sides.
“Are you sure? Maybe he just really, really likes Junsu…” he said thoughtfully, making Changmin roll his eyes and try to take the bowl from Jaejoong. Yunho leaned onto the wall. They seemed to have forgotten him.
“You just proved that you’re not sane,” Changmin said and thought a second or two. “Or at least you’re really stupid.” Jaejoong glared offended at the youngest.
“Only because of that, you’re not getting a piece of the cake.”
“Waah,” wailed Changmin, “I want cake!” Changmin did have a point, thought Yunho. If Jaejoong still hadn’t noticed Yoochun and Junsu’s relationship gone from friends to something more, then he was quite stupid. He wasn’t going to tell Jaejoong that of course - he valued his life too much and… not getting sex had a certain way to make him quite weird. Weird as in thinking that Junsu had a really, really nice butt that seemed oh-so-nice to grab, and that Changmin had really, really nice muscles that would be nice to touch, maybe caress and lick also.
“Hey, I’m sane!” came a shout from the living room, followed by a “Die die die! Die monster eating rabbit!” Not even Changmin commented that verbally and even Jaejoong rolled his eyes. Sensing the elder’s defence falling down, Changmin grabbed the bowl from Jaejoong’s hands and jumped out of reach.
“Haha,” he laughed and stuck out his tongue at Jaejoong as he realized the bowl had been stolen and tried to leap at Changmin.
“Why you little!” growled Jaejoong and desperately struggled against Yunho’s strong hold. “Let me go!” he snarled at Yunho who didn’t let go. “Let go, I have a neck to break.” Triumphantly, Changmin scraped the sides of the bowl with a spoon and then put the spoon with the sweet batter into his mouth, almost moaning at the taste.
“Hyung, this is really good,” beamed Changmin and licked the last evidence of chocolate from the spoon. Jaejoong growled.
“I know, and you weren’t supposed to eat it.”
A protest of “Not now Yoochun, I’ve just reached level 39. Not no-aah” which turned into a moan at the end was heard from the living room and ignored by the three in the kitchen.
“What’s so terrible with him eating that?” murmured Yunho into Jaejoong’s ear.
“I-we-uh…I…” stuttered Jaejoong, not at all immune to the way Yunho kissed his ear and hands caressing his stomach through the shirt and the blue apron with three white stripes on. Changmin made a disgusted grimace and faked throwing up.
“Great, now you’ve ruined my appetite,” he said and slammed the bowl down onto the table. A minute went by. He spoke again. “When is the cake done?”
The End
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Yunjae (Yunho/Jaejoong), ninja!Yoosu (Yoochun/Junsu), pg
Jaejoong was baking mud cake. Changmin was in ecstasy. Yoochun was horny. Junsu was busy playing games. Yunho was sane.
A/N: For my Food-series :D
Yunjae - Mud cake
Jaejoong was baking mud cake. Changmin was in ecstasy. Yoochun was horny. Junsu was busy playing games. Yunho was sane. And he informed the rest of that fact.
“What do you mean?” asked Jaejoong with his butt in the air from where he was placing the cake into the oven. Yunho might have stared at said body-part just a bit.
“Yeah, what do you mean?” agreed Changmin. “Are you saying we’re not sane?” He glared at Yunho before continuing jumping up and down and trying to get a spoonful of the sweet batter left in a bowl. It was not a great success. Jaejoong smacked his hand away with a ladle, saying that it ruined his appetite.
“I’m sane,” called Yoochun from the living room which was wall-in-wall with the kitchen. The trio in the kitchen heard a squeak and a cry of “Keep your hands off me, Park Yoochun” from Junsu. Yunho rolled his eyes.
“Well he’s not sane,” stated Changmin, referring to Yoochun. Jaejoong looked doubtfully at the youngest man whilst running water in the sink and placed the bowls and a ladle and so on that he had used to bake the cake there, save for the bowl with some batter left on the sides.
“Are you sure? Maybe he just really, really likes Junsu…” he said thoughtfully, making Changmin roll his eyes and try to take the bowl from Jaejoong. Yunho leaned onto the wall. They seemed to have forgotten him.
“You just proved that you’re not sane,” Changmin said and thought a second or two. “Or at least you’re really stupid.” Jaejoong glared offended at the youngest.
“Only because of that, you’re not getting a piece of the cake.”
“Waah,” wailed Changmin, “I want cake!” Changmin did have a point, thought Yunho. If Jaejoong still hadn’t noticed Yoochun and Junsu’s relationship gone from friends to something more, then he was quite stupid. He wasn’t going to tell Jaejoong that of course - he valued his life too much and… not getting sex had a certain way to make him quite weird. Weird as in thinking that Junsu had a really, really nice butt that seemed oh-so-nice to grab, and that Changmin had really, really nice muscles that would be nice to touch, maybe caress and lick also.
“Hey, I’m sane!” came a shout from the living room, followed by a “Die die die! Die monster eating rabbit!” Not even Changmin commented that verbally and even Jaejoong rolled his eyes. Sensing the elder’s defence falling down, Changmin grabbed the bowl from Jaejoong’s hands and jumped out of reach.
“Haha,” he laughed and stuck out his tongue at Jaejoong as he realized the bowl had been stolen and tried to leap at Changmin.
“Why you little!” growled Jaejoong and desperately struggled against Yunho’s strong hold. “Let me go!” he snarled at Yunho who didn’t let go. “Let go, I have a neck to break.” Triumphantly, Changmin scraped the sides of the bowl with a spoon and then put the spoon with the sweet batter into his mouth, almost moaning at the taste.
“Hyung, this is really good,” beamed Changmin and licked the last evidence of chocolate from the spoon. Jaejoong growled.
“I know, and you weren’t supposed to eat it.”
A protest of “Not now Yoochun, I’ve just reached level 39. Not no-aah” which turned into a moan at the end was heard from the living room and ignored by the three in the kitchen.
“What’s so terrible with him eating that?” murmured Yunho into Jaejoong’s ear.
“I-we-uh…I…” stuttered Jaejoong, not at all immune to the way Yunho kissed his ear and hands caressing his stomach through the shirt and the blue apron with three white stripes on. Changmin made a disgusted grimace and faked throwing up.
“Great, now you’ve ruined my appetite,” he said and slammed the bowl down onto the table. A minute went by. He spoke again. “When is the cake done?”
The End
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