from my lips to your skin (drabble challenge 86: allergic reaction)
Title: From My Lips to Your Skin
Author: samikitty
Word count: 200 words
Pairing: JaeSu (implied)
Rating: G
Concrit: sure!
Warnings: uh... utter nonsense. ^^;;;
Junsu is allergic to shrimp. Kind of. He can eat the meat, but he breaks out in hives when he comes into contact with the shells.
In general, this isn’t a problem because Junsu doesn’t cook and there’s not a lot of shell-on shrimp in Korean cooking.
But sometimes the boys feel like eating Chinese…
“KIM JAEJOONG.”
Yunho pulls a shirtless Junsu into the living room and places him directly in Jaejoong’s line of sight.
“What did you do?” he demands, pointing at the splotchy skin around Junsu’s left nipple.
Jaejoong gives his best innocent look.
“And here!” Yunho spins Junsu around and pulls down the waistband of his pants to show a lurid hive on the swell of his right buttcheek.
“If Junsu blushes anymore, the hives will just blend in,” Changmin mutters as he leans in for a closer look.
Yoochun smacks Changmin in the head before shoving him out of the way to take his own look down Junsu’s pants.
“How many times do I have to tell you not to touch Junsu after making shrimp?”
“I washed my hands.” Jaejoong holds them out proudly. “Three times!”
“You sucked on the shells when you ate the shrimp.”
Author: samikitty
Word count: 200 words
Pairing: JaeSu (implied)
Rating: G
Concrit: sure!
Warnings: uh... utter nonsense. ^^;;;
Junsu is allergic to shrimp. Kind of. He can eat the meat, but he breaks out in hives when he comes into contact with the shells.
In general, this isn’t a problem because Junsu doesn’t cook and there’s not a lot of shell-on shrimp in Korean cooking.
But sometimes the boys feel like eating Chinese…
“KIM JAEJOONG.”
Yunho pulls a shirtless Junsu into the living room and places him directly in Jaejoong’s line of sight.
“What did you do?” he demands, pointing at the splotchy skin around Junsu’s left nipple.
Jaejoong gives his best innocent look.
“And here!” Yunho spins Junsu around and pulls down the waistband of his pants to show a lurid hive on the swell of his right buttcheek.
“If Junsu blushes anymore, the hives will just blend in,” Changmin mutters as he leans in for a closer look.
Yoochun smacks Changmin in the head before shoving him out of the way to take his own look down Junsu’s pants.
“How many times do I have to tell you not to touch Junsu after making shrimp?”
“I washed my hands.” Jaejoong holds them out proudly. “Three times!”
“You sucked on the shells when you ate the shrimp.”