(dbsk; fanfic) the perks of an arranged marriage (4)
Yunho/Jaejoong | pg13
they have to get married because of a dumb promise their grandfathers made to each other
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“Hey honey, I’m home.” Yunho grins, walking in to the kitchen. “What are you doing here?”
Jaejoong grins and calls Yunho over to the counter where he’s busy looking through a recipe book. “Ground rules.” Jaejoong says, holding Yunho’s tie and tipping up to peck Yunho’s lips. “Before going away or after meeting each other, we must welcome each other with a kiss. No matter what. Deal?”
Yunho smiles and curls his fingers around Jaejoong’s waist and leans down for another kiss. “Sealed the deal with a kiss, hubby.” He smiles and takes a seat at the island counter. “What are you cooking? “
“I thought I’d try out this new spaghetti recipe - oh, by the way, your parents called.”
“Hmm.” Yunho hums, flipping through the recipe book. What did they say?”
“They are going to visit your sister for a few days and that we shouldn’t worry about them.”
“Oh yeah, they do that. Most of the time when they are away, I don’t even bother coming home.”
“Where do you stay then?” Jaejoong asks, slightly shocked.
“At my work place.” Yunho chuckles at Jaejoong’s expression. “You need to come visit my work place soon. Remind me to take you someday.”
“That’s sad.” Jaejoong frowns. “When you have a home, why do you have to stay at your work place?”
Yunho shrugs. “I never had a reason to.” He says, biting down on his lip. “But, now I do.”
Jaejoong tries really hard to make a witty comeback but his wits betray him and he’s blushing madly; “Oh,” He clears his throat, making space between Yunho and him. “Cake. I got cake.”
“My classmates are crazy.” Jaejoong sighs, getting the cake box out of the refrigerator and setting it on the counter, in front of Yunho.
“Feed me.” Yunho says, pulling open the lid of the box.
“Feed yourself.” Jaejoong frowns.
“It’s a congratulatory cake, is it not?” Yunho raises an eyebrow, looking down at the cake. “So, you must feed me.”
Jaejoong huffs, rolls his eyes and breaks off a small piece of the cake and directs his hand to Yunho’s mouth, trying to make sure it doesn’t crumble. Yunho takes in the cake and lightly touches the pads of Jaejoong’s fingers with his tongue and Jaejoong pulls back immediately; a little shocked and a little shy.
“My turn.” Yunho smiles and feeds Jaejoong another piece of cake. Once Jaejoong eats it off, Yunho does a grand gesture of licking his fingers and smiles when Jaejoong turns crimson. He stumbles around the place, making sure to put the cake box back into the refrigerator. What he doesn’t expect is Yunho’s arms coming around his waist and staying there.
“Yun-Yunho.” Jaejoong stutters.
“Stay.” Yunho says, burying his nose into the brunette’s hair. “Just, stay.”
“This is highly uncomfortable.” Jaejoong says and Yunho groans. “Really? You really have to go ahead and ruin a moment like that.”
“I meant,” Jaejoong turns around in Yunho’s arms and looks Yunho in the eye. “If you are going to hold me, at least let me see your handsome face.”
Yunho grins widely and Jaejoong finds it so adorable that his tongue is peeking out from the corner of his mouth. “Tiring day?” Jaejoong asks, sliding his hand on Yunho’s chest. “Meh,” Yunho shrugs, pulling Jaejoong with him till he’s seated near the counter and Jaejoong is standing in between his legs. “It was okay.”
“Did you make big money?”
“Actually, now that you ask, I signed a deal with an international client which could easily bring us millions.”
“Aren’t you an economical boost to South Korea?” Jaejoong giggles, fixing Yunho’s hair.
“Maybe.” Yunho replies, tugs Jaejoong closer and doesn’t take his eyes off Jaejoong’s lips.
“Are you going to kiss me now?” Jaejoong asks, leaning in closer till their noses are touching.
“Well, you are a good kisser.” Yunho’s reply is softer than a whisper; he sits up straighter so that there is a breath’s space between them.
Jaejoong hums in happiness as he dips in and outlines Yunho’s lips with his own, carefully, softly; teasing the older man till Yunho’s fingers curl around Jaejoong’s nape and brings their faces closer till their lips are pushed together. Jaejoong’s tightens his arms around Yunho’s neck and moves his lips against Yunho’s.
Yunho pushes Jaejoong closer to his body till the chair he’s sitting on creaks a little. He coaxes Jaejoong’s mouth open and loves the tiny moan that slips through Jaejoong’s lips when he sucks on his tongue.
Yunho is pleasantly surprised when Jaejoong is pushing his suit jacket off his shoulders and letting it drop on the kitchen; now usually, he would have fretted over his really expensive suit falling on to the floor but currently, he’s having his breath being kissed away.
“Oh!” Jaejoong gasps when Yunho stands up and their crotches line up together. Yunho laughs, his fingers tightening around Jaejoong’s waist. He swoops in for another kiss and presses their bodies together. He gets a lot more excited when he feels Jaejoong’s fingers playing with the buttons on his shirt and he jerks back a little when Jaejoong’s cold hand is rubbing against his warm skin. Pulling away for a split second, Yunho loosens his tie and throws to some corner and pulls Jaejoong back in for a kiss and this time, he helps Jaejoong unbutton his shirt.
“I am going to stop you right here.” Jaejoong says into the kiss, pulling back and staring at Yunho’s face.
“No, no, no.” Yunho whines. “Please just, ugh, come on.”
Jaejoong runs his gaze down Yunho’s well-built bronzed body and licks his lips and Yunho nearly cries; “You cannot do that.” He says, drawing Jaejoong closer. “You cannot just look at me like that and expect me to feel saint like.”
“But I- “
“You have to let yourself feels thing too, you know?” Yunho says, burying his face into the crook of Jaejoong’s neck and nipping his collar bones.
There is this delicious heat that curls around his crotch and it settles in the right places and Yunho’s leaving this kisses along Jaejoong’s throat; they’re really light kisses and it frustrates Jaejoong and he knows that Yunho is teasing him.
“Oh dear Lord.” Jaejoong breathes, sliding his body closer to Yunho. “You’re going to leave mark.” He nearly moans when he feels Yunho’s lips sucking on his neck.
“That’s the point.” Yunho chuckles against Jaejoong’s skin and the boy shivers. “My first love bite.” He sighs.
“Wait, what?” Yunho pulls back immediately.
“What?” Jaejoong asks, trying to calm his body down.
“What did Dongwan and you do?
“We just like made out.”
“And you blew him.”
“Yes, once.”
“And that’s it?”
“Yeah.” Jaejoong pouts. “And then we broke up.”
Yunho bursts out in laughter; “I will never understand what happened between Dongwan and you.”
“And you never will.” Jaejoong huffs and crosses his arms across his chest.
“You’re so cute.” Yunho says, pecking Jaejoong’s lips. “My cute little husband.”
“Yeah, in front of you everything is little.” Jaejoong sneers and Yunho grins. “Please, you love it.”
“I am scared of it.” Jaejoong says, making space between Yunho and him. “Hey come back.” Yunho says, reaching out for Jaejoong. “I want to kiss you more.”
“No, fuck off. I don’t feel like it anymore.” Jaejoong walks around the kitchen, looking for utensils to prepare dinner.
“Aw, sorry.” Yunho says. “Dongwan is a sensitive topic?
“Maybe.” Jaejoong shrugs, pretending to read the recipe book. “Anyway, go get changed I am going to start on dinner.”
“Where did you learn how to cook?”
“Minyoung Noona is a chef and I picked up a couple of tricks from her.”
“Hey,” Yunho steps closer and wraps his arm around Jaejoong’s waist. “I really didn’t mean to bring up Dongwan, I am sorry.” He apologizes sincerely and the kind tone makes Jaejoong smile.
“It’s alright, I should stop being a high school teenager about it anyway.” Jaejoong shrugs. “Seriously go get changed.”
Yunho leans for in for another kiss and picks his jacket off the floor before heading to his room.
“What’s your favourite colour?”
“Hm?” Yunho looks up at Jaejoong wide eyed, a mouthful of spaghetti hanging out.
“Your favourite colour?”
Yunho slurps the spaghetti in and chews it carefully; “Um, I like green.” He says with a slight rise of his shoulders. “But I am normally okay with anything.”
“Oh.” Jaejoong nods. “I like the colour red. Or black.”
“Black is not really a colour -“
“I don’t care; it’s one of my favourites.” Jaejoong says dismissively, rolling the spaghetti on his fork.
“Is this hint for me to pamper you gifts?” Yunho grins.
“Well, I am your only husband.” Jaejoong replies cheekily.
“Gotcha.”
“Hey, um, you know Park Yoochun’s family, right?”
“Sure.” Yunho shrugs, taking a sip of water.
“So, um, what do you think about Yoohwan?”
“He’s a good kid.” Yunho shrugs. “But he doesn’t talk to his family much.”
“Oh?”
“Yeah, something about how he didn’t want to help Yoochun with the family business. He wanted to take up acting and his parents were dead against it. It was huge thing.” Yunho says, twisting his face in remembrance of the events. “But it’s cool now.” Yunho shrugs. “The kid has a good footing in the movie industry, he’s a good actor.”
“Never watched his movies.” Jaejoong shrugs. “Anyway, he’s going to be my brother-in-law.”
“Oh my God, what?” Yunho chokes on his food.
Jaejoong watches Yunho with wide eyes and waits for his husband to calm down before continuing. “Yeah, remember Hanmi Noona wanted to meet me for lunch today?”
“Yeah.” Yunho frowns.
“Well, guess what? Park Yoohwan and my sister met over some movie production and three months of dating later, they’re engaged.”
“Wow.” Yunho says, putting his fork down. “Do your parents know?”
“No.” Jaejoong whines. “I am the only Kim to be burdened by this secret and I am so glad I got it off my chest and told you.”
Yunho chuckles; “When do they plan on telling your mom and dad?”
“This weekend.” Jaejoong says. “You know, at the family get together thing we are having?”
“Oh right yeah, we have that to go to.”
“Yup. Fun and joy.” Jaejoong rolls his eyes. “You are going to be officially introduced to the family and Hanmi Noona is going to be introducing her fiancé. The family is going to go mental.”
“I am sure it’s not going to be that bad.”
“Oh no, no, no. They are going to be dancing up and down in joy. I mean, my family is always up for parties and celebrations. I mean, they like look for a reason to invite people over. Like hey look, Jaejoong finished high school, let’s have a party. Oh hey look, Minyoung got promoted to being head chef, let’s have a luncheon. Oh my God, Mimi finally left her no good husband; we should totally throw a dinner party.” Jaejoong rolls his eyes and Yunho grins widely. “Sounds like fun.”
“Yeah to you. You didn’t have to go shopping every weekend.”
“I thought you liked shopping?”
“Why?” Jaejoong raises an eyebrow.
“I don’t know, because you lived largely with women and, you know, women like shopping.”
“Your skills of generalisation offend me.” Jaejoong says unkindly.
“Forgive me!” Yunho replies, wide eyes and a hanging jaw. “It seems like I am really good at this pissing you off game.”
Jaejoong laughs and eases Yunho; “Nah chill, I was pulling your leg. I hate shopping though. I mean it’s fun when you know what you want. Otherwise, it’s such a bore and your legs begin to hurt. I wonder how my sisters do it with their heels.
“I ask Jihye Noona the same thing all the time.”
“When am I going to meet Jihye Noona?”
“Soon. She might come down sometime next month. “
“Good.” Jaejoong nods and the couples fall into silence again where they can do nothing but eat their food.
“Hey, one more question.” Jaejoong looks at Yunho.
“Yeah?”
“Say, you weren’t you - as in you didn’t have to marry someone you’re parents picked out. Who would you have married then?”
“You have a lot of relatives.” Yunho says, looking around Jaejoong’s parents’ house.
Jaejoong and Yunho had been busy with college and office work respectively to have realized that weekend had rolled in and Jaejoong’s mother had to ring up Jaejoong the night before and remind him of the gathering.
Jaejoong snorts; “Yeah, I know. You should come over here during Christmas, it’s a mad house.”
They are safely tucked away in the quieter parts of the living room after having Yunho introduced to most if not all of the Kims and all the adults are out and about, socializing and chattering and making sure that toddlers don’t mess things.
“I’ll pass.” Yunho says, looking around at the people. Jaejoong purses his lips together and fixes Yunho’s tie.
“What’s wrong?” Yunho asks.
“Nothing.” Jaejoong shrugs.
“You have that face.”
“What face?”
“Your I am not happy with this situation face.”
“I have no such faces, excuse you.” Jaejoong frowns, looking up at Yunho.
“You do. That’s like the expression you have like ninety percent of the time.”
Jaejoong chokes on air and gapes at Yunho; “See, there, there it is right there.
“Well, of course I have some kind of expression on right now considering how you think I am some super high maintenance bitch or something.
“I never said that.” Yunho says.
Jaejoong pouts.
“Aw don’t pout like that.” Yunho says, wrapping an arm around Jaejoong’s shoulders. “Makes me feel all weak and tingly.”
Jaejoong giggles and leans into Yunho’s side and lays his head on his shoulder; “I just. I mean, I don’t have a problem, but I don’t understand why you had to wear a bloody suit to an informal family get together.”
“I already told you - “
“Yeah, yeah, you have a meeting to attend later on.” Jaejoong shakes his head in disbelief. “If I knew you loved your work so much I would have never married you.”
“You didn’t have a choice.” Yunho smiles, tilting his head to look at Jaejoong.
“Yeah well, screw you.”
“You can, only you don’t want to.”
Jaejoong splutters; “Yeah, well, you talk to your dick.”
“Are you kidding me? Why wouldn’t I want to talk my dick? It’s amazing. I mean everyone should talk to my dick. My dick should be insured. It’s a national treasure - nay, it’s international treasure.”
“Are you - “
“I love you, okay. Don’t listen to Jaejoong.” Yunho says, looking down and patting his crotch. “You will always be my favourite. You and I are forever.”
“Wow, I am done with you. I am going bye.” Jaejoong pushes Yunho away and tries to walk away but Yunho laughs loudly and catches hold of Jaejoong’s shirt and pulls him back.
“Hey, that’s my favourite - “
They’re kissing.
Yunho is pressed to the wall and Jaejoong is pressed against him. Jaejoong tangles his finger in Yunho’s brown hair and he knows Yunho had meant it to be a quick kiss but Jaejoong is really the devil.
He presses into the kiss, sucks on Yunho’s tongue and feels glorious when Yunho moans from the back of his throat. “Jaejoong.” Yunho rasps but Jaejoong busies his lips again. “Fuck.” Yunho moans in between. “What are you doing?” He asks, when Jaejoong pushes his crotch against Yunho’s.
“Teasing you.” Jaejoong whispers, running his tongue along the shell of Yunho’s ear.
“Wha-what?”
“Fuck me.”
“What?” Yunho pushes Jaejoong a little. “What?!
Jaejoong gives him a devilish grin, swats Yunho’s hand away and kisses him again. “Fuck me, Jung Yunho. Right now, do it, right here.”
“Are you serious?”
“No, of course not.” Jaejoong snorts.
“Jaejoong, I am going to die.” Yunho groans.
Jaejoong giggles and presses kisses along Yunho’s throat. Yunho exhales appreciatively and runs a hand through Jaejoong’s hair when he feels Jaejoong sucking on his neck.
“That’s going to leave a mark.”
Jaejoong jumps away from Yunho when he hears a third person’s voice. The couple turns to see Mama Kim standing at the entrance of the living room with the exact same devilish grin Jaejoong had worn a couple of seconds before.
“Mama.” Jaejoong breathes, clutching his chest. “You scared me.”
“I am so glad to see you both getting close - physically if not emotionally.”
Yunho smiles, a little embarrassed; “We’re trying, Mama.” He says, reaching out and squeezing Jaejoong’s hand.
“I’m glad, I’m glad.” Mama Kim nods and smiles. “Anyway, come on out. Hanmi is here and she wants everyone’s attention. Says she wants to announce something important and requires everyone to be present.”
“Oh yeah coming.” Yunho nods and the couple walk out with Mama Kim.
“Is everyone here?” Hanmi asks.
“Yes.” One of Jaejoong’s other sister calls out. “Can you please hurry up and do your thing? My kid is hungry.”
Hanmi is standing at the head of the long dining table that Mama Kim had asked to put out on the lawn. Yunho and Jaejoong spot Yoohwan standing nervously standing a few steps behind her, hands at his back. He looks a lot more relieved when he spots Yunho in the crowd.
“This is Park Yoohwan.” Hanmi says, gesturing Yoohwan to come stand next to her. Yoohwan steps up, looking a little nervous and a little happy. “We’ve been seeing each other for three months now.” She says slowly. “And…”
She turns to Yoohwan and they clasp hands together and Yoohwan squeezes her hand kindly. “And, we’re engaged.”
There is an explosion of reactions and a lot of whats and hows and since whens and a whole lot more.
“That’s my cue to leave.” Yunho whispers into Jaejoong’s ear. He squeezes Jaejoong’s waist and turns to leave and Jaejoong calls out to him.
“Hey.”
“What?”
“Ground rules.”
Yunho smiles widely; “Of course.” He says, cups Jaejoong and kisses him long and good and Jaejoong is pretty dazed. “Um…”
“That’s for what you did in there.” Yunho says and walks away.
When Jaejoong turns back, he finds his sisters hugging Hanmi, his mother and father talking gleefully with Yoohwan and he’s pretty sure he’s supposed to be there, joining the puppy pile but he’s still dazed from his husband’s kiss and wow, really, Yunho’s a good kisser.
He watches as Yunho’s walking out of their garden, heading to where he had parked his car. He stares as Yunho reaches his car and moves to open the door to the driver’s seat but Yunho turns around and waves to someone.
Jaejoong wonders who and his question is answered when the person moves forward and gives Yunho a hug.
It’s Park Yoochun.
“Say, you weren’t you - as in you didn’t have to marry someone you’re parents picked out. Who would you have married then?”
“What sort of a silly question is that?”
“Come on, humour me.”
“I don’t know, I had never - “
“Don’t give me that boring as answer. Yunho.”
“Ugh, um, I really don’t know. As in, I have never given it a thought.”
“Well, give it a thought now.”
“Umm, Yoochun, I guess?”
“Oh really?”
“I mean we were like best friends and it was one of the most chilled out relationships I’ve ever been in, so yeah.”
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a/n:
[DRUM ROLL IF YOU PLEASE THANK YOU VERY MUCH!]
This chapter wrote itself I am not joking. I had nothing to do with it. Yunho and Jaejoong wanted all that kissing time, those hopeless souls.
So um, haha, Yoochun.
To be very honest, I would love to talk to Yunho’s dick. May or may not be my greatest fantasy.
they have to get married because of a dumb promise their grandfathers made to each other
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“Hey honey, I’m home.” Yunho grins, walking in to the kitchen. “What are you doing here?”
Jaejoong grins and calls Yunho over to the counter where he’s busy looking through a recipe book. “Ground rules.” Jaejoong says, holding Yunho’s tie and tipping up to peck Yunho’s lips. “Before going away or after meeting each other, we must welcome each other with a kiss. No matter what. Deal?”
Yunho smiles and curls his fingers around Jaejoong’s waist and leans down for another kiss. “Sealed the deal with a kiss, hubby.” He smiles and takes a seat at the island counter. “What are you cooking? “
“I thought I’d try out this new spaghetti recipe - oh, by the way, your parents called.”
“Hmm.” Yunho hums, flipping through the recipe book. What did they say?”
“They are going to visit your sister for a few days and that we shouldn’t worry about them.”
“Oh yeah, they do that. Most of the time when they are away, I don’t even bother coming home.”
“Where do you stay then?” Jaejoong asks, slightly shocked.
“At my work place.” Yunho chuckles at Jaejoong’s expression. “You need to come visit my work place soon. Remind me to take you someday.”
“That’s sad.” Jaejoong frowns. “When you have a home, why do you have to stay at your work place?”
Yunho shrugs. “I never had a reason to.” He says, biting down on his lip. “But, now I do.”
Jaejoong tries really hard to make a witty comeback but his wits betray him and he’s blushing madly; “Oh,” He clears his throat, making space between Yunho and him. “Cake. I got cake.”
“My classmates are crazy.” Jaejoong sighs, getting the cake box out of the refrigerator and setting it on the counter, in front of Yunho.
“Feed me.” Yunho says, pulling open the lid of the box.
“Feed yourself.” Jaejoong frowns.
“It’s a congratulatory cake, is it not?” Yunho raises an eyebrow, looking down at the cake. “So, you must feed me.”
Jaejoong huffs, rolls his eyes and breaks off a small piece of the cake and directs his hand to Yunho’s mouth, trying to make sure it doesn’t crumble. Yunho takes in the cake and lightly touches the pads of Jaejoong’s fingers with his tongue and Jaejoong pulls back immediately; a little shocked and a little shy.
“My turn.” Yunho smiles and feeds Jaejoong another piece of cake. Once Jaejoong eats it off, Yunho does a grand gesture of licking his fingers and smiles when Jaejoong turns crimson. He stumbles around the place, making sure to put the cake box back into the refrigerator. What he doesn’t expect is Yunho’s arms coming around his waist and staying there.
“Yun-Yunho.” Jaejoong stutters.
“Stay.” Yunho says, burying his nose into the brunette’s hair. “Just, stay.”
“This is highly uncomfortable.” Jaejoong says and Yunho groans. “Really? You really have to go ahead and ruin a moment like that.”
“I meant,” Jaejoong turns around in Yunho’s arms and looks Yunho in the eye. “If you are going to hold me, at least let me see your handsome face.”
Yunho grins widely and Jaejoong finds it so adorable that his tongue is peeking out from the corner of his mouth. “Tiring day?” Jaejoong asks, sliding his hand on Yunho’s chest. “Meh,” Yunho shrugs, pulling Jaejoong with him till he’s seated near the counter and Jaejoong is standing in between his legs. “It was okay.”
“Did you make big money?”
“Actually, now that you ask, I signed a deal with an international client which could easily bring us millions.”
“Aren’t you an economical boost to South Korea?” Jaejoong giggles, fixing Yunho’s hair.
“Maybe.” Yunho replies, tugs Jaejoong closer and doesn’t take his eyes off Jaejoong’s lips.
“Are you going to kiss me now?” Jaejoong asks, leaning in closer till their noses are touching.
“Well, you are a good kisser.” Yunho’s reply is softer than a whisper; he sits up straighter so that there is a breath’s space between them.
Jaejoong hums in happiness as he dips in and outlines Yunho’s lips with his own, carefully, softly; teasing the older man till Yunho’s fingers curl around Jaejoong’s nape and brings their faces closer till their lips are pushed together. Jaejoong’s tightens his arms around Yunho’s neck and moves his lips against Yunho’s.
Yunho pushes Jaejoong closer to his body till the chair he’s sitting on creaks a little. He coaxes Jaejoong’s mouth open and loves the tiny moan that slips through Jaejoong’s lips when he sucks on his tongue.
Yunho is pleasantly surprised when Jaejoong is pushing his suit jacket off his shoulders and letting it drop on the kitchen; now usually, he would have fretted over his really expensive suit falling on to the floor but currently, he’s having his breath being kissed away.
“Oh!” Jaejoong gasps when Yunho stands up and their crotches line up together. Yunho laughs, his fingers tightening around Jaejoong’s waist. He swoops in for another kiss and presses their bodies together. He gets a lot more excited when he feels Jaejoong’s fingers playing with the buttons on his shirt and he jerks back a little when Jaejoong’s cold hand is rubbing against his warm skin. Pulling away for a split second, Yunho loosens his tie and throws to some corner and pulls Jaejoong back in for a kiss and this time, he helps Jaejoong unbutton his shirt.
“I am going to stop you right here.” Jaejoong says into the kiss, pulling back and staring at Yunho’s face.
“No, no, no.” Yunho whines. “Please just, ugh, come on.”
Jaejoong runs his gaze down Yunho’s well-built bronzed body and licks his lips and Yunho nearly cries; “You cannot do that.” He says, drawing Jaejoong closer. “You cannot just look at me like that and expect me to feel saint like.”
“But I- “
“You have to let yourself feels thing too, you know?” Yunho says, burying his face into the crook of Jaejoong’s neck and nipping his collar bones.
There is this delicious heat that curls around his crotch and it settles in the right places and Yunho’s leaving this kisses along Jaejoong’s throat; they’re really light kisses and it frustrates Jaejoong and he knows that Yunho is teasing him.
“Oh dear Lord.” Jaejoong breathes, sliding his body closer to Yunho. “You’re going to leave mark.” He nearly moans when he feels Yunho’s lips sucking on his neck.
“That’s the point.” Yunho chuckles against Jaejoong’s skin and the boy shivers. “My first love bite.” He sighs.
“Wait, what?” Yunho pulls back immediately.
“What?” Jaejoong asks, trying to calm his body down.
“What did Dongwan and you do?
“We just like made out.”
“And you blew him.”
“Yes, once.”
“And that’s it?”
“Yeah.” Jaejoong pouts. “And then we broke up.”
Yunho bursts out in laughter; “I will never understand what happened between Dongwan and you.”
“And you never will.” Jaejoong huffs and crosses his arms across his chest.
“You’re so cute.” Yunho says, pecking Jaejoong’s lips. “My cute little husband.”
“Yeah, in front of you everything is little.” Jaejoong sneers and Yunho grins. “Please, you love it.”
“I am scared of it.” Jaejoong says, making space between Yunho and him. “Hey come back.” Yunho says, reaching out for Jaejoong. “I want to kiss you more.”
“No, fuck off. I don’t feel like it anymore.” Jaejoong walks around the kitchen, looking for utensils to prepare dinner.
“Aw, sorry.” Yunho says. “Dongwan is a sensitive topic?
“Maybe.” Jaejoong shrugs, pretending to read the recipe book. “Anyway, go get changed I am going to start on dinner.”
“Where did you learn how to cook?”
“Minyoung Noona is a chef and I picked up a couple of tricks from her.”
“Hey,” Yunho steps closer and wraps his arm around Jaejoong’s waist. “I really didn’t mean to bring up Dongwan, I am sorry.” He apologizes sincerely and the kind tone makes Jaejoong smile.
“It’s alright, I should stop being a high school teenager about it anyway.” Jaejoong shrugs. “Seriously go get changed.”
Yunho leans for in for another kiss and picks his jacket off the floor before heading to his room.
“What’s your favourite colour?”
“Hm?” Yunho looks up at Jaejoong wide eyed, a mouthful of spaghetti hanging out.
“Your favourite colour?”
Yunho slurps the spaghetti in and chews it carefully; “Um, I like green.” He says with a slight rise of his shoulders. “But I am normally okay with anything.”
“Oh.” Jaejoong nods. “I like the colour red. Or black.”
“Black is not really a colour -“
“I don’t care; it’s one of my favourites.” Jaejoong says dismissively, rolling the spaghetti on his fork.
“Is this hint for me to pamper you gifts?” Yunho grins.
“Well, I am your only husband.” Jaejoong replies cheekily.
“Gotcha.”
“Hey, um, you know Park Yoochun’s family, right?”
“Sure.” Yunho shrugs, taking a sip of water.
“So, um, what do you think about Yoohwan?”
“He’s a good kid.” Yunho shrugs. “But he doesn’t talk to his family much.”
“Oh?”
“Yeah, something about how he didn’t want to help Yoochun with the family business. He wanted to take up acting and his parents were dead against it. It was huge thing.” Yunho says, twisting his face in remembrance of the events. “But it’s cool now.” Yunho shrugs. “The kid has a good footing in the movie industry, he’s a good actor.”
“Never watched his movies.” Jaejoong shrugs. “Anyway, he’s going to be my brother-in-law.”
“Oh my God, what?” Yunho chokes on his food.
Jaejoong watches Yunho with wide eyes and waits for his husband to calm down before continuing. “Yeah, remember Hanmi Noona wanted to meet me for lunch today?”
“Yeah.” Yunho frowns.
“Well, guess what? Park Yoohwan and my sister met over some movie production and three months of dating later, they’re engaged.”
“Wow.” Yunho says, putting his fork down. “Do your parents know?”
“No.” Jaejoong whines. “I am the only Kim to be burdened by this secret and I am so glad I got it off my chest and told you.”
Yunho chuckles; “When do they plan on telling your mom and dad?”
“This weekend.” Jaejoong says. “You know, at the family get together thing we are having?”
“Oh right yeah, we have that to go to.”
“Yup. Fun and joy.” Jaejoong rolls his eyes. “You are going to be officially introduced to the family and Hanmi Noona is going to be introducing her fiancé. The family is going to go mental.”
“I am sure it’s not going to be that bad.”
“Oh no, no, no. They are going to be dancing up and down in joy. I mean, my family is always up for parties and celebrations. I mean, they like look for a reason to invite people over. Like hey look, Jaejoong finished high school, let’s have a party. Oh hey look, Minyoung got promoted to being head chef, let’s have a luncheon. Oh my God, Mimi finally left her no good husband; we should totally throw a dinner party.” Jaejoong rolls his eyes and Yunho grins widely. “Sounds like fun.”
“Yeah to you. You didn’t have to go shopping every weekend.”
“I thought you liked shopping?”
“Why?” Jaejoong raises an eyebrow.
“I don’t know, because you lived largely with women and, you know, women like shopping.”
“Your skills of generalisation offend me.” Jaejoong says unkindly.
“Forgive me!” Yunho replies, wide eyes and a hanging jaw. “It seems like I am really good at this pissing you off game.”
Jaejoong laughs and eases Yunho; “Nah chill, I was pulling your leg. I hate shopping though. I mean it’s fun when you know what you want. Otherwise, it’s such a bore and your legs begin to hurt. I wonder how my sisters do it with their heels.
“I ask Jihye Noona the same thing all the time.”
“When am I going to meet Jihye Noona?”
“Soon. She might come down sometime next month. “
“Good.” Jaejoong nods and the couples fall into silence again where they can do nothing but eat their food.
“Hey, one more question.” Jaejoong looks at Yunho.
“Yeah?”
“Say, you weren’t you - as in you didn’t have to marry someone you’re parents picked out. Who would you have married then?”
“You have a lot of relatives.” Yunho says, looking around Jaejoong’s parents’ house.
Jaejoong and Yunho had been busy with college and office work respectively to have realized that weekend had rolled in and Jaejoong’s mother had to ring up Jaejoong the night before and remind him of the gathering.
Jaejoong snorts; “Yeah, I know. You should come over here during Christmas, it’s a mad house.”
They are safely tucked away in the quieter parts of the living room after having Yunho introduced to most if not all of the Kims and all the adults are out and about, socializing and chattering and making sure that toddlers don’t mess things.
“I’ll pass.” Yunho says, looking around at the people. Jaejoong purses his lips together and fixes Yunho’s tie.
“What’s wrong?” Yunho asks.
“Nothing.” Jaejoong shrugs.
“You have that face.”
“What face?”
“Your I am not happy with this situation face.”
“I have no such faces, excuse you.” Jaejoong frowns, looking up at Yunho.
“You do. That’s like the expression you have like ninety percent of the time.”
Jaejoong chokes on air and gapes at Yunho; “See, there, there it is right there.
“Well, of course I have some kind of expression on right now considering how you think I am some super high maintenance bitch or something.
“I never said that.” Yunho says.
Jaejoong pouts.
“Aw don’t pout like that.” Yunho says, wrapping an arm around Jaejoong’s shoulders. “Makes me feel all weak and tingly.”
Jaejoong giggles and leans into Yunho’s side and lays his head on his shoulder; “I just. I mean, I don’t have a problem, but I don’t understand why you had to wear a bloody suit to an informal family get together.”
“I already told you - “
“Yeah, yeah, you have a meeting to attend later on.” Jaejoong shakes his head in disbelief. “If I knew you loved your work so much I would have never married you.”
“You didn’t have a choice.” Yunho smiles, tilting his head to look at Jaejoong.
“Yeah well, screw you.”
“You can, only you don’t want to.”
Jaejoong splutters; “Yeah, well, you talk to your dick.”
“Are you kidding me? Why wouldn’t I want to talk my dick? It’s amazing. I mean everyone should talk to my dick. My dick should be insured. It’s a national treasure - nay, it’s international treasure.”
“Are you - “
“I love you, okay. Don’t listen to Jaejoong.” Yunho says, looking down and patting his crotch. “You will always be my favourite. You and I are forever.”
“Wow, I am done with you. I am going bye.” Jaejoong pushes Yunho away and tries to walk away but Yunho laughs loudly and catches hold of Jaejoong’s shirt and pulls him back.
“Hey, that’s my favourite - “
They’re kissing.
Yunho is pressed to the wall and Jaejoong is pressed against him. Jaejoong tangles his finger in Yunho’s brown hair and he knows Yunho had meant it to be a quick kiss but Jaejoong is really the devil.
He presses into the kiss, sucks on Yunho’s tongue and feels glorious when Yunho moans from the back of his throat. “Jaejoong.” Yunho rasps but Jaejoong busies his lips again. “Fuck.” Yunho moans in between. “What are you doing?” He asks, when Jaejoong pushes his crotch against Yunho’s.
“Teasing you.” Jaejoong whispers, running his tongue along the shell of Yunho’s ear.
“Wha-what?”
“Fuck me.”
“What?” Yunho pushes Jaejoong a little. “What?!
Jaejoong gives him a devilish grin, swats Yunho’s hand away and kisses him again. “Fuck me, Jung Yunho. Right now, do it, right here.”
“Are you serious?”
“No, of course not.” Jaejoong snorts.
“Jaejoong, I am going to die.” Yunho groans.
Jaejoong giggles and presses kisses along Yunho’s throat. Yunho exhales appreciatively and runs a hand through Jaejoong’s hair when he feels Jaejoong sucking on his neck.
“That’s going to leave a mark.”
Jaejoong jumps away from Yunho when he hears a third person’s voice. The couple turns to see Mama Kim standing at the entrance of the living room with the exact same devilish grin Jaejoong had worn a couple of seconds before.
“Mama.” Jaejoong breathes, clutching his chest. “You scared me.”
“I am so glad to see you both getting close - physically if not emotionally.”
Yunho smiles, a little embarrassed; “We’re trying, Mama.” He says, reaching out and squeezing Jaejoong’s hand.
“I’m glad, I’m glad.” Mama Kim nods and smiles. “Anyway, come on out. Hanmi is here and she wants everyone’s attention. Says she wants to announce something important and requires everyone to be present.”
“Oh yeah coming.” Yunho nods and the couple walk out with Mama Kim.
“Is everyone here?” Hanmi asks.
“Yes.” One of Jaejoong’s other sister calls out. “Can you please hurry up and do your thing? My kid is hungry.”
Hanmi is standing at the head of the long dining table that Mama Kim had asked to put out on the lawn. Yunho and Jaejoong spot Yoohwan standing nervously standing a few steps behind her, hands at his back. He looks a lot more relieved when he spots Yunho in the crowd.
“This is Park Yoohwan.” Hanmi says, gesturing Yoohwan to come stand next to her. Yoohwan steps up, looking a little nervous and a little happy. “We’ve been seeing each other for three months now.” She says slowly. “And…”
She turns to Yoohwan and they clasp hands together and Yoohwan squeezes her hand kindly. “And, we’re engaged.”
There is an explosion of reactions and a lot of whats and hows and since whens and a whole lot more.
“That’s my cue to leave.” Yunho whispers into Jaejoong’s ear. He squeezes Jaejoong’s waist and turns to leave and Jaejoong calls out to him.
“Hey.”
“What?”
“Ground rules.”
Yunho smiles widely; “Of course.” He says, cups Jaejoong and kisses him long and good and Jaejoong is pretty dazed. “Um…”
“That’s for what you did in there.” Yunho says and walks away.
When Jaejoong turns back, he finds his sisters hugging Hanmi, his mother and father talking gleefully with Yoohwan and he’s pretty sure he’s supposed to be there, joining the puppy pile but he’s still dazed from his husband’s kiss and wow, really, Yunho’s a good kisser.
He watches as Yunho’s walking out of their garden, heading to where he had parked his car. He stares as Yunho reaches his car and moves to open the door to the driver’s seat but Yunho turns around and waves to someone.
Jaejoong wonders who and his question is answered when the person moves forward and gives Yunho a hug.
It’s Park Yoochun.
“Say, you weren’t you - as in you didn’t have to marry someone you’re parents picked out. Who would you have married then?”
“What sort of a silly question is that?”
“Come on, humour me.”
“I don’t know, I had never - “
“Don’t give me that boring as answer. Yunho.”
“Ugh, um, I really don’t know. As in, I have never given it a thought.”
“Well, give it a thought now.”
“Umm, Yoochun, I guess?”
“Oh really?”
“I mean we were like best friends and it was one of the most chilled out relationships I’ve ever been in, so yeah.”
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This chapter wrote itself I am not joking. I had nothing to do with it. Yunho and Jaejoong wanted all that kissing time, those hopeless souls.
So um, haha, Yoochun.
To be very honest, I would love to talk to Yunho’s dick. May or may not be my greatest fantasy.