30 Day Prompt Challenge: Day 16. Fantasies
Pairing: Yunho/Jaejoong
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Crack, Fantasy (duh)
Summary: Changmin is Satan, Yoochun is a white rabbit, Junsu is a Fairy Godmother, Heechul is an evil Queen, Yunho is Prince Charming, and Jaejoong is... completely fucked.
A/N: Towards the end I just sort of stopped trying.
16. Fantasies
Working on his residency took a great toll on Jaejoong’s body, so he easily took damage from normal things that wouldn’t harm a fly. Which is why when he opened his eyes to see a red horned devil, he was sure he had just fall unconscious somewhere in the hospital.
“Welcome Jaejoong, to Hell!” The devil stood in front of him at an astonishing height, evil tail swishing back and forth, and delicious abs on display. “I am attractive, I know.” Jaejoong then wiped the drool from his mouth and shook his head.
“This can’t be, I’m not in Hell!” He shouted warily. There is no way this gorgeous specimen is Satan!
“Believe it Jaejoong, for I cannot tell a lie. This is Hell and you have been a very bad boy. What would your mother say? Of course she already knows your secret.” The devil snickered into his hand, and the flames in the room grew stronger. Really, Jaejoong had nothing to fear- this was all a dream and his mother had no way of hearing any of his secrets, which this devil of course did not know.
“Come off it, when will I wake up?” Satan laughed and showed Jaejoong a mirror reflecting his mother’s image.
“Jaejoong’s Omma?” His mother looked for the source of the sound, and Jaejoong began to trust his validity. “Jaejoong’s Omma, did you know that your son sleeps in Hello Kitty pajamas? And his cellphone case is Hello Kitty, and his underwear, and his sweatsuit, and even his cheap makeup is all Hello Kitty.” His mother continued to look for the source with a perplexed look on her wrinkled face.
On the other hand, Jaejoong was shaking in anxiety. “Shut up! What are you telling her!”
The devil grinned wickedly. “Jaejoong’s Omma, did you know that your son is gay? And that he loves Jung Yunho? Jaejoong’s Omma?” Jaejoong outright shrieked to cover up the devil’s words. Satan guffawed again and left whatever chamber in Hell they were in, leaving Jaejoong alone with the mirror and the flames.
It was the appearance of a human-bunny creature that reminded Jaejoong it was all a dream. “It’s late, oh so late. Too late! Too late to ask him out, my dear Jaejoongie.” The bunny streaked cross the room with his high cheek bones and bony legs. Jaejoong freaked out at the sight of tattoos donning the bunny’s skin. The rabbit hopped around the room, from where it came and where it could go, Jaejoong had no clue.
“Wait, come back, what do you mean? What’s late?” Jaejoong chased after the rabbit, comically it seems, in a never ending room. “What’s going on here? Isn’t this just a dream?”
The bunny hopped away faster, “Too late! Too late! It’s too late to confess to Jung Yunho, my dear Jaejoongie!” The rabbit disappeared, and then the next second Jaejoong was falling, falling, falling, falling down a rabbit hole.
If Jaejoong didn’t have a fear of heights before, he had one now. The fall sucked the life out of him and his face slapping into the ground sucked the breath out too. His spine prickled from head to toe, like his nerves had caught on fire and wanted to melt away. It hurt so much. He couldn’t help but cry, dreams weren’t supposed to hurt! Who lied about such an important thing? His bones might have broken!
He sobbing was heard, and a fairy came together from the sparkles in the night air, petting his dark hair and letting him cry into his lap. “There, there Jaejoong, don’t cry, I’ll just make you a beautiful ball gown so the prince has to choose you!” When Jaejoong looked up, he was dressed in an amazing suit with the most luscious black boots. The fairy godmother stood Jaejoong up and twirled him around.
“Oh, don’t you look amazing!” The fairy clapped his hands and swayed his big butt. “Just remember to dance like you have something to show off! He won’t be able to resist you! Now off you go, the ball awaits. But remember, these clothes are flammable.”
At this point, Jaejoong is ready to curl up into a ball and never see the light of day again, but a giant pumpkin carriage was already on its way to the castle over the hill. The ride was bumpy and knocked him around, smacking his already aching head around the carriage. When the vehicle arrived at the castle, he jumped out and raced in, taking the steps two at a time. The ballroom was filled with young bachelors looking to please the Queen.
Inside was another shock. The Queen of the castle was none other than the doctor in charge of his residency, Heechul. The man paced in front of a mirror, eyeing it viciously, as though it showed Heechul unbeautiful. “Mirror, mirror, at the ball, whose skin is the milky whitest of them all?”
“Your skin is quite milky white, my Queen, but Princess Jaejoong has the whitest I have ever seen.” That voice, oh Jaejoong recognized that voice! Satan!
Queen Heechul ferociously looked around the ballroom and spotted Jaejoong immediately. “You!” The beast transformed into a beast, a dragon. He breathed green flames of hate and jealousy over everyone in the ballroom, burning them to crisps.
“I just want to wake up!” Jaejoong shrieked, ducking behind a table.
“I’ll save you!” In came a brave Knight, no, the Prince, riding on his trusty white steed. The horse ran around the ballroom, attracting the Queen’s flame and allowing Jaejoong to cowardly escape.
“Yunho? Yunho! Are you okay?” Jaejoong called from outside the castle walls. The entrance burst into green flames, and Jaejoong was ready to cry again, when Prince Yunho dashed out in a gallop of glory. He scooped the Princess into his arms and cradled him gently.
“Princess Jaejoong, are you alright? Is your head okay? Can you hear me? Princess Jaejoong? Jaejoong. Jaejoong please, wake up…”
‘Ah, I’m finally waking up.’
Jaejoong woke to Yunho gently prodding his head, checking for any brain damage. “Prince Yunho? Hmm? What happened to me?”
His prince, now in a normal set of green scrubs instead of knightly armor, chuckled. “Well, you were checking on a patient when you slipped on some urine and hit your head pretty bad. You were out cold for awhile. But what’s this about a Prince?”
Oh God, he slipped on urine, how embarrassing! And he had heard about the Prince! Jaejoong was ready to feign innocence when he remembered his crazy dream of the Rabbit saying it was too late and the large butted Fairy Godmother saying he still had a chance to confess. They were right, and wrong, and fucked up, all at the same time.
“Well, in my dream, Prince Yunho saved me from the evil Queen Heechul.” Yunho’s eyes widened in shock, but maybe not from the confession.
“Is that so, Princess Jaejoong? Then maybe Yunho can save you from your punishment for being careless! You’re cleaning out bedpans for a week!” Heechul screeched from behind Yunho.
Day 15. || Day 17.
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Crack, Fantasy (duh)
Summary: Changmin is Satan, Yoochun is a white rabbit, Junsu is a Fairy Godmother, Heechul is an evil Queen, Yunho is Prince Charming, and Jaejoong is... completely fucked.
A/N: Towards the end I just sort of stopped trying.
16. Fantasies
Working on his residency took a great toll on Jaejoong’s body, so he easily took damage from normal things that wouldn’t harm a fly. Which is why when he opened his eyes to see a red horned devil, he was sure he had just fall unconscious somewhere in the hospital.
“Welcome Jaejoong, to Hell!” The devil stood in front of him at an astonishing height, evil tail swishing back and forth, and delicious abs on display. “I am attractive, I know.” Jaejoong then wiped the drool from his mouth and shook his head.
“This can’t be, I’m not in Hell!” He shouted warily. There is no way this gorgeous specimen is Satan!
“Believe it Jaejoong, for I cannot tell a lie. This is Hell and you have been a very bad boy. What would your mother say? Of course she already knows your secret.” The devil snickered into his hand, and the flames in the room grew stronger. Really, Jaejoong had nothing to fear- this was all a dream and his mother had no way of hearing any of his secrets, which this devil of course did not know.
“Come off it, when will I wake up?” Satan laughed and showed Jaejoong a mirror reflecting his mother’s image.
“Jaejoong’s Omma?” His mother looked for the source of the sound, and Jaejoong began to trust his validity. “Jaejoong’s Omma, did you know that your son sleeps in Hello Kitty pajamas? And his cellphone case is Hello Kitty, and his underwear, and his sweatsuit, and even his cheap makeup is all Hello Kitty.” His mother continued to look for the source with a perplexed look on her wrinkled face.
On the other hand, Jaejoong was shaking in anxiety. “Shut up! What are you telling her!”
The devil grinned wickedly. “Jaejoong’s Omma, did you know that your son is gay? And that he loves Jung Yunho? Jaejoong’s Omma?” Jaejoong outright shrieked to cover up the devil’s words. Satan guffawed again and left whatever chamber in Hell they were in, leaving Jaejoong alone with the mirror and the flames.
It was the appearance of a human-bunny creature that reminded Jaejoong it was all a dream. “It’s late, oh so late. Too late! Too late to ask him out, my dear Jaejoongie.” The bunny streaked cross the room with his high cheek bones and bony legs. Jaejoong freaked out at the sight of tattoos donning the bunny’s skin. The rabbit hopped around the room, from where it came and where it could go, Jaejoong had no clue.
“Wait, come back, what do you mean? What’s late?” Jaejoong chased after the rabbit, comically it seems, in a never ending room. “What’s going on here? Isn’t this just a dream?”
The bunny hopped away faster, “Too late! Too late! It’s too late to confess to Jung Yunho, my dear Jaejoongie!” The rabbit disappeared, and then the next second Jaejoong was falling, falling, falling, falling down a rabbit hole.
If Jaejoong didn’t have a fear of heights before, he had one now. The fall sucked the life out of him and his face slapping into the ground sucked the breath out too. His spine prickled from head to toe, like his nerves had caught on fire and wanted to melt away. It hurt so much. He couldn’t help but cry, dreams weren’t supposed to hurt! Who lied about such an important thing? His bones might have broken!
He sobbing was heard, and a fairy came together from the sparkles in the night air, petting his dark hair and letting him cry into his lap. “There, there Jaejoong, don’t cry, I’ll just make you a beautiful ball gown so the prince has to choose you!” When Jaejoong looked up, he was dressed in an amazing suit with the most luscious black boots. The fairy godmother stood Jaejoong up and twirled him around.
“Oh, don’t you look amazing!” The fairy clapped his hands and swayed his big butt. “Just remember to dance like you have something to show off! He won’t be able to resist you! Now off you go, the ball awaits. But remember, these clothes are flammable.”
At this point, Jaejoong is ready to curl up into a ball and never see the light of day again, but a giant pumpkin carriage was already on its way to the castle over the hill. The ride was bumpy and knocked him around, smacking his already aching head around the carriage. When the vehicle arrived at the castle, he jumped out and raced in, taking the steps two at a time. The ballroom was filled with young bachelors looking to please the Queen.
Inside was another shock. The Queen of the castle was none other than the doctor in charge of his residency, Heechul. The man paced in front of a mirror, eyeing it viciously, as though it showed Heechul unbeautiful. “Mirror, mirror, at the ball, whose skin is the milky whitest of them all?”
“Your skin is quite milky white, my Queen, but Princess Jaejoong has the whitest I have ever seen.” That voice, oh Jaejoong recognized that voice! Satan!
Queen Heechul ferociously looked around the ballroom and spotted Jaejoong immediately. “You!” The beast transformed into a beast, a dragon. He breathed green flames of hate and jealousy over everyone in the ballroom, burning them to crisps.
“I just want to wake up!” Jaejoong shrieked, ducking behind a table.
“I’ll save you!” In came a brave Knight, no, the Prince, riding on his trusty white steed. The horse ran around the ballroom, attracting the Queen’s flame and allowing Jaejoong to cowardly escape.
“Yunho? Yunho! Are you okay?” Jaejoong called from outside the castle walls. The entrance burst into green flames, and Jaejoong was ready to cry again, when Prince Yunho dashed out in a gallop of glory. He scooped the Princess into his arms and cradled him gently.
“Princess Jaejoong, are you alright? Is your head okay? Can you hear me? Princess Jaejoong? Jaejoong. Jaejoong please, wake up…”
‘Ah, I’m finally waking up.’
Jaejoong woke to Yunho gently prodding his head, checking for any brain damage. “Prince Yunho? Hmm? What happened to me?”
His prince, now in a normal set of green scrubs instead of knightly armor, chuckled. “Well, you were checking on a patient when you slipped on some urine and hit your head pretty bad. You were out cold for awhile. But what’s this about a Prince?”
Oh God, he slipped on urine, how embarrassing! And he had heard about the Prince! Jaejoong was ready to feign innocence when he remembered his crazy dream of the Rabbit saying it was too late and the large butted Fairy Godmother saying he still had a chance to confess. They were right, and wrong, and fucked up, all at the same time.
“Well, in my dream, Prince Yunho saved me from the evil Queen Heechul.” Yunho’s eyes widened in shock, but maybe not from the confession.
“Is that so, Princess Jaejoong? Then maybe Yunho can save you from your punishment for being careless! You’re cleaning out bedpans for a week!” Heechul screeched from behind Yunho.
Day 15. || Day 17.