[fic practice] Wishing on a Purple Box [Nevermind, it's a Three-Shot now]
Title: Wishing on a Purple Box
Length: Two Shot (2/2) Never mind, it's a three-shot now >_<
Genre: Hopefully the outcome will be romance (plus a bit of angst)
Pairing: YunJae
Beware: of exaggerated and detail narration.
Warning: may implode your eyeballs. 8D
Summary: Jaejoong got a mysterious purple box for his birthday, and Yunho came out of it.
Part 1
Part 2
Part 3a
Part 3b
Epilogue
A/N: I want to ask a question out of curiosity: How many of you actually read all the words in the story? For me, if it's a block of text, I tend to read the first and last sentence of that paragraph. Then, if it didn't make sense, I'll go back to read the whole thing again. Do you tend to skip around too?
(Practicing narration...)
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"So you mean for every kiss I give you I'll get a wish?" Jaejoong whispered in his dark bedroom. Sounds of ruffling from the pillow indicated that Yunho nodded.
"And that the better the kiss, the better the wish?"
More ruffling sound and a groan could be heard on the other side of the bed. "...Jaejoong...if you still have questions, ask me tomorrow alright? A spirit needs sleep too..."
Jaejoong's pout was lost into the darkness as a quiet snore sounded next to him. Yunho had explain everything when he woke up in the middle of the night from his blackout. So apparently for every wish there comes a price, in the form of a kiss. The kiss will give him enough energy to make the wish happen. Normally the wishes wouldn't take so much energy to make the kisser faint, but since Yunho hadn't been kissed for a few decades, he was low on energy from the start.
Jaejoong sighed and leaned back into the pillows. He wiggled to get himself more comfortable in the reduced space of his bed. Yunho had refused to sleep on the floor, blaming Jaejoong that since he broke his house, he should at least get to sleep somewhere comfortable. But it turned out that the bed really wasn't meant to fit two people as the falling-off-the-bed Jaejoong had proved. Jaejoong grabbed onto Yunho's shoulder to pull himself back onto the bed.
And then an arm went around his waist and pulled him into some soft warm thing. The said soft warm thing was identified as Yunho when Jaejoong felt hot air against his collarbones. Jaejoong shifted his body to the right so he wasn't completely lying on top of him. Twisting a bit, Jaejoong almost came out of Yunho's grip, but the arms tightened instinctively at the lost of heat, and once again, Yunho was plastered to Jaejoong's chest.
Jaejoong heart was beating so loudly that he was afraid Yunho would wake up from it. Eventually Jaejoong gave up trying to escape from Yunho and let his arms fall around Yunho's neck.
During the late-night explanation, Yunho had told Jaejoong that he was a cursed spirit from thousands of years ago. Jaejoong couldn't understand how he could be cursed, being showered with kisses every time he gets an owner. Unless the owner was a bad owner. Jaejoong entertained himself with the image of a fat sweaty guy trying to kiss a disgusted Yunho.
The image soon turned into a rather interesting dream as Jaejoong rested his chin on Yunho's soft hair and drifted off to sleep.
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Yunho woke up when the bright sunshine pierced into Jaejoong's bedroom. Jaejoong was no where in sight and the whole house was silent. Yunho assumed that Jaejoong was off to school and his parents were off to work. He glanced down at the bedside table and noticed a sticky note taped onto a plastic box. He scouted over to peel it off.
Yunho,
No one will be in the house until I come back from school. I don't know if you need to eat, but if you do, the kitchen downstairs has everything you need!
I also took your house to see if I can fix it, so in the mean time I've prepared this box for you as your temporary residence. I know they don't make houses out of plastic, but this is the only box I can find. Sorry!
And in the case that you can't fit into your new home, I've placed a peck on your cheek this morning so you won't have to start dying again.
Jaejoong
Yunho smiled at how silly yet thoughtful Jaejoong was. He grabbed the plastic box to examine it, and then realized it was a pencil case. He wants me to live in a pencil case?! Flipping it open, Yunho laughed out loud at the attempt at padding. Various wristbands lined the bottom on top of some shreds of paper. A cotton ball was placed at the side in what Yunho thought was Jaejoong's idea of a pillow.
Yunho shook his head and placed the box back onto the bedside table.
Jaejoong was the most interesting owner he had came across so far. Partly because he was the only male owner Yunho ever had (even if he looked better than any girl). Also, Jaejoong didn't seem like the kind to exploit his powers. Even though he had been dead for a long time, he still had his ethics.
It took more energy for Yunho to keep a physical appearance, but he really didn't want to stay in some dirty plastic box. He made his way to Jaejoong's desk and sat down. There on the table were pictures of Jaejoong's family and friends. Observing the smiling faces from the photos, Yunho was reminded of family and friends of his life, or the lack of it.
Yunho was an orphan when he was still alive, his country had been demolished because of war. Him, along with a few other prisoners managed to escape from the enemy, but everyone died of starvation except for him.
Eventually he was taken into an organization where he was trained to steal and deceive. By the time he was an adult, he was the most infamous swindler of the country. Using his charm, he was an expert at cheating women of their money, and left behind many broken hearts as he went.
All these things lead to the situation he was in right now. He unfortunately tricked the daughter of a powerful witch. When he was caught, the witch trapped his soul into the box and cursed him that he would never receive unconditional love until he learned to really love.
The witch's idea of unconditional love turned out to be passionate teasing kisses that were given to him in exchange for his powers.
After thousands of years, Yunho would say that he had repented, and that he was sorry for what he had done. He was tired of staying in a box, but no, that stupid curse was still around. How did the witch expect him to love someone who would never see him as a person, but only as something that could get what they want?
Too much thinking... Yunho thought drowsily. He laid his head down on the desk and slept.
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"Yunho!"
Yunho jerked awake harshly from the yell. He turned to see Jaejoong standing triumphantly at the door.
"Welcome...back?" Yunho yawned.
Jaejoong excitedly bounced over. "Look! The lid is back on the box!"
Yunho grabbed the box and inspected it. Indeed, the lid was back on, but there was another problem. "How come it doesn't close completely?"
Jaejoong laughed nervously. "Can you treat it like the car's sky window...?"
Yunho put the box down onto the table and sighed. "That's not the point. I can't go back in if it's not an enclosed space."
"Oh! The box I gave you this morning is closed! Why aren't you in it?" Jaejoong pouted.
"I'm not going in a pencil box."
"Aish! Why are you so picky?" Jaejoong flopped down onto his bed. "I'll try to fix it again later then."
Awkward silence was abound in the air between the two. Coughing slightly, Yunho decided to break it.
"So......what are the...ummm...two wishes that you want?"
Jaejoong tilted his head to the side. "Two? Why do I get two?"
"You know...one from last night, and one from this morning...?"
Yunho found Jaejoong illegally cute from the way he was blushing right now. "Oh...I...didn't realized those count..."
Yunho just couldn't help but tease him. "Well, you did give me two wonderful kisses." The comment resulted a pillow thrown at his face.
"Okay! I thought of a wish!" Jaejoong glared at Yunho. "I wish that your box will go back to normal!"
Yunho was rendered speechless.
"What? Are there wishes I can't wish for or something?"
Yunho broke away from his stupor. "No no...it's just that...don't you want to wish something for yourself?"
Jaejoong, noticing his mistake, threw another pillow to hide his embarrassment. "Aish! It is for myself! I want you to go back into the box so you can't say weird things to me again! Go go go!"
In an instant, the pillows dropped onto the empty chair, and the box on the desk was no longer crooked.
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The next day, Jaejoong came back from school in a foul mood. He threw his backpack down before stomping in front of his desk where the purple box sat. In one shift purposeful movement, he yanked the box opened. Dust like particles rushed out, and then Yunho materialized before him.
"Anything I can help you with Jaejoong?"
Jaejoong stared at him straight in the eyes and said, "I want you to turn into my girlfriend."
Yunho choked on his own spit. "W-what! No way!"
"I thought you said I could wish for anything!"
"Well, yes I did say that...But can't I get some other girl to be your girlfriend?"
"I don't want to take advantage of them. You are dead anyway, so why does it matter?"
"Of course it matters! I'm a guy!" Yunho waved his arms around that particular area to emphasize his point.
"I'm not telling to you to crossdress! You just have to turn into one!"
Yunho wanted to cry from frustration. "Can you at least tell me the reason behind it?"
Jaejoong flopped down onto his bed and closed his eyes. "My friends! They were saying how I can't get a girlfriend because I'm so cold all the time. I just want to prove them wrong."
Jaejoong is cold? No way! "Well, why don't you get a real one then?"
Jaejoong refused to answer by turning his head into the pillow, hiding his blush. It was obvious that he was hiding something, but Yunho didn't push futher.
"Okay, okay, I'll turn into your girlfriend for a day."
At that, Jaejoong jumped up and rushed to Yunho with a wide grin. Wrapping his arms around Yunho's neck, he gave him a big kiss his cheek.
"This extra kiss is to make sure you turn into a beautiful one."
It was Yunho's turn to blush. "Do you think I'll turn myself into an ugly one?!"
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"Aish! That was the most embarrassing thing I've ever done in my life! And afterlife!" Yunho complained as he stepped into the bedroom with an ecstatic Jaejoong. Yunho glared at his owner who flopped onto his bed with a giggle.
"Did you see Yoochun's face?! It was priceless! Do you think he was jealous?"
"Of course he was jealous! I was so beautiful!"
"You're so vain!" Jaejoong clear laughter made Yunho shiver. After a few more minutes of laughing, Jaejoong was calm enough to sit up, but there was a serious expression on his face. "Yunho...do you think I went overboard?"
"Well, the 'no one will like you because you are such a player' comment was a bit too much."
At the sight of Jaejoong's crestfallen face, Yunho became uncomfortable. "You can always apologize."
"What if he ignores me? I really didn't mean to get him that mad..."
Yunho wondered why without any kisses, he felt like he could wish away all of Jaejoong's worries.
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Warning: NC-17! D: (Run away!)
(Practicing smut)
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As the days went by, Yunho started looking forward to the times when Jaejoong came to him with a wish request. Yunho also started hoping that Jaejoong would kiss him somewhere other than his cheeks (more specifically, his lips). He was frustrated at his own abnormal behaviour.
Get a hold of yourself Yunho! You've always hated being used by other people, why are you liking it now? You are pathetic!
Suddenly, he felt his house knocked over, and he materialized in Jaejoong's dark room. Sounds of gasping could be heard from the bed where Jaejoong was twisting and turning. Apparently Jaejoong accidentally knocked the box off the bedside table. Thinking Jaejoong was having a nightmare, Yunho walked over and put his hands on his shoulder.
"Jaejoong. Are you okay?"
There was a frown on Jaejoong's face, and his forehead was glistening with sweat. Yunho gulped nervously, feeling the heat rushing between his legs.
"Jaejoong." When he pushed the wet hair off Jaejoong's face, an sensual moan escaped from those plump lips, making Yunho's bulge totally apparent.
Darn it! I didn't even know spirits can have hard ons!
Yunho wanted to crawl back into his box, but realized that it was broken again from the fall. The only other option now was to wake Jaejoong up so he'd stop making such teasing sounds.
"Jaejoong!" Yunho shook his shoulders roughly. Jaejoong's eyes finally fluttered open, still clouded with sleep.
"...Yunho...?"
"Wake up. You were having a nightmare."
"...ngh....Yunho..." Yunho shivered at the sound of his name. "...ngh...can I...wish my problem away?"
Yunho was concerned. "What problem?"
"It...it hurts down here..."
"Hurts? Where?!" Yunho lifted up his blankets to see where he was referring to, and then realized...Jaejoong wasn't having a bad dream, he was having a wet dream. It took him all his willpower to not jump him right there.
"You don't need a wish for that. I can help you get rid of it myself..."
Jaejoong wasn't paying attention what he was saying anymore. "...Yunho...help me..."
(A/N: Argh! I want to stop writing this right now TT_TT why...why is it so hard to write... >_<)
At that moment, whatever common sense Yunho had flew out the window. Pushing away the blanket, Yunho straddled Jaejoong's smaller frame. He leant down to suck on Jaejoong's neck while slipping his hand under Jaejoong's shirt, attacking his nipple.
"...ngh...Ah..!" The sound only encouraged Yunho more. He rubbed his groin against Jaejoong's heat and the friction caused him to let out a moan himself.
"...Yunho..." Jaejoong breathlessly gasped out. "...I can't take it anymore..."
Yunho left his neck and made his way down to where the 'problem' was. In one smooth motion, Yunho pulled Jaejoong's pants and boxers down to his knees. He held onto the hard length and licked the tip.
"...Ahh!" Yunho could feel Jaejoong's body trembling as he put more of his length into his mouth. Ignoring his own painfully hard groin, he tried to bring as much pleasure as he could to Jaejoong. Twirling his tongue around his member, more satisfied moans could be heard. Jaejoong impatiently grabbed Yunho's hair.
"...Yunho-ah...I'm going...to come..."
And come he did.
(A/N: I'm obviously not trying to leave out the details! Of course not! D8 )
Yunho looked up to see Jaejoong already asleep from exhaustion. He knew whatever happened tonight only occurred because Jaejoong was half asleep. Not wanting Jaejoong to be embarrassed, he placed his hand on Jaejoong head, and whispered, "Don't worry, you won't remember this by morning..."
Dust like particles swirled around Jaejoong before settling on his forehead. Considering his job done, Yunho stood up.
Now, he had to deal with his own 'problem'.
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A/N: ARGH THIS OFFICIALLY BROKE MY BRAIN. I can't continue it anymore today. Therefore, I'm making this into a three-shot. This was originally a one shot too... TT_TT my poor planning sucks. Also, lots of people say this is a good idea, but since I'm so mutilating it with my practice, you are welcome to write a fanfic with the same plot if you want. Just let me know because I'd like to read it. =D
Length: Two Shot (2/2) Never mind, it's a three-shot now >_<
Genre: Hopefully the outcome will be romance (plus a bit of angst)
Pairing: YunJae
Beware: of exaggerated and detail narration.
Warning: may implode your eyeballs. 8D
Summary: Jaejoong got a mysterious purple box for his birthday, and Yunho came out of it.
Part 1
Part 2
Part 3a
Part 3b
Epilogue
A/N: I want to ask a question out of curiosity: How many of you actually read all the words in the story? For me, if it's a block of text, I tend to read the first and last sentence of that paragraph. Then, if it didn't make sense, I'll go back to read the whole thing again. Do you tend to skip around too?
(Practicing narration...)
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"So you mean for every kiss I give you I'll get a wish?" Jaejoong whispered in his dark bedroom. Sounds of ruffling from the pillow indicated that Yunho nodded.
"And that the better the kiss, the better the wish?"
More ruffling sound and a groan could be heard on the other side of the bed. "...Jaejoong...if you still have questions, ask me tomorrow alright? A spirit needs sleep too..."
Jaejoong's pout was lost into the darkness as a quiet snore sounded next to him. Yunho had explain everything when he woke up in the middle of the night from his blackout. So apparently for every wish there comes a price, in the form of a kiss. The kiss will give him enough energy to make the wish happen. Normally the wishes wouldn't take so much energy to make the kisser faint, but since Yunho hadn't been kissed for a few decades, he was low on energy from the start.
Jaejoong sighed and leaned back into the pillows. He wiggled to get himself more comfortable in the reduced space of his bed. Yunho had refused to sleep on the floor, blaming Jaejoong that since he broke his house, he should at least get to sleep somewhere comfortable. But it turned out that the bed really wasn't meant to fit two people as the falling-off-the-bed Jaejoong had proved. Jaejoong grabbed onto Yunho's shoulder to pull himself back onto the bed.
And then an arm went around his waist and pulled him into some soft warm thing. The said soft warm thing was identified as Yunho when Jaejoong felt hot air against his collarbones. Jaejoong shifted his body to the right so he wasn't completely lying on top of him. Twisting a bit, Jaejoong almost came out of Yunho's grip, but the arms tightened instinctively at the lost of heat, and once again, Yunho was plastered to Jaejoong's chest.
Jaejoong heart was beating so loudly that he was afraid Yunho would wake up from it. Eventually Jaejoong gave up trying to escape from Yunho and let his arms fall around Yunho's neck.
During the late-night explanation, Yunho had told Jaejoong that he was a cursed spirit from thousands of years ago. Jaejoong couldn't understand how he could be cursed, being showered with kisses every time he gets an owner. Unless the owner was a bad owner. Jaejoong entertained himself with the image of a fat sweaty guy trying to kiss a disgusted Yunho.
The image soon turned into a rather interesting dream as Jaejoong rested his chin on Yunho's soft hair and drifted off to sleep.
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Yunho woke up when the bright sunshine pierced into Jaejoong's bedroom. Jaejoong was no where in sight and the whole house was silent. Yunho assumed that Jaejoong was off to school and his parents were off to work. He glanced down at the bedside table and noticed a sticky note taped onto a plastic box. He scouted over to peel it off.
Yunho,
No one will be in the house until I come back from school. I don't know if you need to eat, but if you do, the kitchen downstairs has everything you need!
I also took your house to see if I can fix it, so in the mean time I've prepared this box for you as your temporary residence. I know they don't make houses out of plastic, but this is the only box I can find. Sorry!
And in the case that you can't fit into your new home, I've placed a peck on your cheek this morning so you won't have to start dying again.
Jaejoong
Yunho smiled at how silly yet thoughtful Jaejoong was. He grabbed the plastic box to examine it, and then realized it was a pencil case. He wants me to live in a pencil case?! Flipping it open, Yunho laughed out loud at the attempt at padding. Various wristbands lined the bottom on top of some shreds of paper. A cotton ball was placed at the side in what Yunho thought was Jaejoong's idea of a pillow.
Yunho shook his head and placed the box back onto the bedside table.
Jaejoong was the most interesting owner he had came across so far. Partly because he was the only male owner Yunho ever had (even if he looked better than any girl). Also, Jaejoong didn't seem like the kind to exploit his powers. Even though he had been dead for a long time, he still had his ethics.
It took more energy for Yunho to keep a physical appearance, but he really didn't want to stay in some dirty plastic box. He made his way to Jaejoong's desk and sat down. There on the table were pictures of Jaejoong's family and friends. Observing the smiling faces from the photos, Yunho was reminded of family and friends of his life, or the lack of it.
Yunho was an orphan when he was still alive, his country had been demolished because of war. Him, along with a few other prisoners managed to escape from the enemy, but everyone died of starvation except for him.
Eventually he was taken into an organization where he was trained to steal and deceive. By the time he was an adult, he was the most infamous swindler of the country. Using his charm, he was an expert at cheating women of their money, and left behind many broken hearts as he went.
All these things lead to the situation he was in right now. He unfortunately tricked the daughter of a powerful witch. When he was caught, the witch trapped his soul into the box and cursed him that he would never receive unconditional love until he learned to really love.
The witch's idea of unconditional love turned out to be passionate teasing kisses that were given to him in exchange for his powers.
After thousands of years, Yunho would say that he had repented, and that he was sorry for what he had done. He was tired of staying in a box, but no, that stupid curse was still around. How did the witch expect him to love someone who would never see him as a person, but only as something that could get what they want?
Too much thinking... Yunho thought drowsily. He laid his head down on the desk and slept.
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"Yunho!"
Yunho jerked awake harshly from the yell. He turned to see Jaejoong standing triumphantly at the door.
"Welcome...back?" Yunho yawned.
Jaejoong excitedly bounced over. "Look! The lid is back on the box!"
Yunho grabbed the box and inspected it. Indeed, the lid was back on, but there was another problem. "How come it doesn't close completely?"
Jaejoong laughed nervously. "Can you treat it like the car's sky window...?"
Yunho put the box down onto the table and sighed. "That's not the point. I can't go back in if it's not an enclosed space."
"Oh! The box I gave you this morning is closed! Why aren't you in it?" Jaejoong pouted.
"I'm not going in a pencil box."
"Aish! Why are you so picky?" Jaejoong flopped down onto his bed. "I'll try to fix it again later then."
Awkward silence was abound in the air between the two. Coughing slightly, Yunho decided to break it.
"So......what are the...ummm...two wishes that you want?"
Jaejoong tilted his head to the side. "Two? Why do I get two?"
"You know...one from last night, and one from this morning...?"
Yunho found Jaejoong illegally cute from the way he was blushing right now. "Oh...I...didn't realized those count..."
Yunho just couldn't help but tease him. "Well, you did give me two wonderful kisses." The comment resulted a pillow thrown at his face.
"Okay! I thought of a wish!" Jaejoong glared at Yunho. "I wish that your box will go back to normal!"
Yunho was rendered speechless.
"What? Are there wishes I can't wish for or something?"
Yunho broke away from his stupor. "No no...it's just that...don't you want to wish something for yourself?"
Jaejoong, noticing his mistake, threw another pillow to hide his embarrassment. "Aish! It is for myself! I want you to go back into the box so you can't say weird things to me again! Go go go!"
In an instant, the pillows dropped onto the empty chair, and the box on the desk was no longer crooked.
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The next day, Jaejoong came back from school in a foul mood. He threw his backpack down before stomping in front of his desk where the purple box sat. In one shift purposeful movement, he yanked the box opened. Dust like particles rushed out, and then Yunho materialized before him.
"Anything I can help you with Jaejoong?"
Jaejoong stared at him straight in the eyes and said, "I want you to turn into my girlfriend."
Yunho choked on his own spit. "W-what! No way!"
"I thought you said I could wish for anything!"
"Well, yes I did say that...But can't I get some other girl to be your girlfriend?"
"I don't want to take advantage of them. You are dead anyway, so why does it matter?"
"Of course it matters! I'm a guy!" Yunho waved his arms around that particular area to emphasize his point.
"I'm not telling to you to crossdress! You just have to turn into one!"
Yunho wanted to cry from frustration. "Can you at least tell me the reason behind it?"
Jaejoong flopped down onto his bed and closed his eyes. "My friends! They were saying how I can't get a girlfriend because I'm so cold all the time. I just want to prove them wrong."
Jaejoong is cold? No way! "Well, why don't you get a real one then?"
Jaejoong refused to answer by turning his head into the pillow, hiding his blush. It was obvious that he was hiding something, but Yunho didn't push futher.
"Okay, okay, I'll turn into your girlfriend for a day."
At that, Jaejoong jumped up and rushed to Yunho with a wide grin. Wrapping his arms around Yunho's neck, he gave him a big kiss his cheek.
"This extra kiss is to make sure you turn into a beautiful one."
It was Yunho's turn to blush. "Do you think I'll turn myself into an ugly one?!"
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"Aish! That was the most embarrassing thing I've ever done in my life! And afterlife!" Yunho complained as he stepped into the bedroom with an ecstatic Jaejoong. Yunho glared at his owner who flopped onto his bed with a giggle.
"Did you see Yoochun's face?! It was priceless! Do you think he was jealous?"
"Of course he was jealous! I was so beautiful!"
"You're so vain!" Jaejoong clear laughter made Yunho shiver. After a few more minutes of laughing, Jaejoong was calm enough to sit up, but there was a serious expression on his face. "Yunho...do you think I went overboard?"
"Well, the 'no one will like you because you are such a player' comment was a bit too much."
At the sight of Jaejoong's crestfallen face, Yunho became uncomfortable. "You can always apologize."
"What if he ignores me? I really didn't mean to get him that mad..."
Yunho wondered why without any kisses, he felt like he could wish away all of Jaejoong's worries.
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Warning: NC-17! D: (Run away!)
(Practicing smut)
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As the days went by, Yunho started looking forward to the times when Jaejoong came to him with a wish request. Yunho also started hoping that Jaejoong would kiss him somewhere other than his cheeks (more specifically, his lips). He was frustrated at his own abnormal behaviour.
Get a hold of yourself Yunho! You've always hated being used by other people, why are you liking it now? You are pathetic!
Suddenly, he felt his house knocked over, and he materialized in Jaejoong's dark room. Sounds of gasping could be heard from the bed where Jaejoong was twisting and turning. Apparently Jaejoong accidentally knocked the box off the bedside table. Thinking Jaejoong was having a nightmare, Yunho walked over and put his hands on his shoulder.
"Jaejoong. Are you okay?"
There was a frown on Jaejoong's face, and his forehead was glistening with sweat. Yunho gulped nervously, feeling the heat rushing between his legs.
"Jaejoong." When he pushed the wet hair off Jaejoong's face, an sensual moan escaped from those plump lips, making Yunho's bulge totally apparent.
Darn it! I didn't even know spirits can have hard ons!
Yunho wanted to crawl back into his box, but realized that it was broken again from the fall. The only other option now was to wake Jaejoong up so he'd stop making such teasing sounds.
"Jaejoong!" Yunho shook his shoulders roughly. Jaejoong's eyes finally fluttered open, still clouded with sleep.
"...Yunho...?"
"Wake up. You were having a nightmare."
"...ngh....Yunho..." Yunho shivered at the sound of his name. "...ngh...can I...wish my problem away?"
Yunho was concerned. "What problem?"
"It...it hurts down here..."
"Hurts? Where?!" Yunho lifted up his blankets to see where he was referring to, and then realized...Jaejoong wasn't having a bad dream, he was having a wet dream. It took him all his willpower to not jump him right there.
"You don't need a wish for that. I can help you get rid of it myself..."
Jaejoong wasn't paying attention what he was saying anymore. "...Yunho...help me..."
(A/N: Argh! I want to stop writing this right now TT_TT why...why is it so hard to write... >_<)
At that moment, whatever common sense Yunho had flew out the window. Pushing away the blanket, Yunho straddled Jaejoong's smaller frame. He leant down to suck on Jaejoong's neck while slipping his hand under Jaejoong's shirt, attacking his nipple.
"...ngh...Ah..!" The sound only encouraged Yunho more. He rubbed his groin against Jaejoong's heat and the friction caused him to let out a moan himself.
"...Yunho..." Jaejoong breathlessly gasped out. "...I can't take it anymore..."
Yunho left his neck and made his way down to where the 'problem' was. In one smooth motion, Yunho pulled Jaejoong's pants and boxers down to his knees. He held onto the hard length and licked the tip.
"...Ahh!" Yunho could feel Jaejoong's body trembling as he put more of his length into his mouth. Ignoring his own painfully hard groin, he tried to bring as much pleasure as he could to Jaejoong. Twirling his tongue around his member, more satisfied moans could be heard. Jaejoong impatiently grabbed Yunho's hair.
"...Yunho-ah...I'm going...to come..."
And come he did.
(A/N: I'm obviously not trying to leave out the details! Of course not! D8 )
Yunho looked up to see Jaejoong already asleep from exhaustion. He knew whatever happened tonight only occurred because Jaejoong was half asleep. Not wanting Jaejoong to be embarrassed, he placed his hand on Jaejoong head, and whispered, "Don't worry, you won't remember this by morning..."
Dust like particles swirled around Jaejoong before settling on his forehead. Considering his job done, Yunho stood up.
Now, he had to deal with his own 'problem'.
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A/N: ARGH THIS OFFICIALLY BROKE MY BRAIN. I can't continue it anymore today. Therefore, I'm making this into a three-shot. This was originally a one shot too... TT_TT my poor planning sucks. Also, lots of people say this is a good idea, but since I'm so mutilating it with my practice, you are welcome to write a fanfic with the same plot if you want. Just let me know because I'd like to read it. =D