Cheesecakes and Neuron Synapses
Pairing: Yunho/Yoochun mentions of Jaejoong/Junsu
Rating: PG
Genre: Romance, Humor
Summary: The manly Yunho meets the adorable Yoochun and promptly forgets how to use his mouth
for: ainto87 :) this is for you babe, you made me spontaneously have an idea. hope you like it >.<
Disclaimer: I don’t own these characters
Seriously how could Jaejoong talk-well talk so much-talk so much so fast and not make sense- he really wondered how that was possible. But of course being Yunho, he had to appear attentive, so he’d nod from time to time. Say ‘yeah’ ‘uh huh’ at the right times and pretend he was listening. He’d bet even Jaejoong didn’t know what he was saying because what he said sort of jumped from one topic to another before you could even say Louis Vuitton.
He was stuck with Jaejoong for now, in a café in the middle of the city while it was raining outside. Though something tells him that being outside in the rain would be more pleasant than being stuck with Jaejoong talking about God knows what.
“. . .and then Junsu just had to try on these pair of jeans, like come on his ass is so big!! He should have like his own jeans department. . .”
“. . .He even forgot it was our anniversary! That bastard is so insensitive- he said he forgot because it was a game day?! Come on now, why would you need to look at a whole soccer team full of guys when you have a naked Kim Jaejoong waiting in the bedroom!!”
If he wasn’t such a nice guy he would have socked Jaejoong’s mouth, but he was scared of Junsu-well more like Junsu’s twin. He knew if he ever did that he’d have to answer to the twins. So he just let him talk, pretending to listen to whatever he was ranting about.
Nothing in Yunho’s life was exciting nowadays, between going to the office, having lunch with his friends and taking care of his brother, Changmin nothing was happening. Everything was in a routine- he could probably do it with his eyes closed now. He ached to do something- to do something spontaneous, to break out of the mold once in a while. He was so damned bored of his life, it wasn’t fun anymore- he felt so pathetic.
“Hey guys, would you like to order another round of coffee or maybe some dessert? Our cakes are really good”
The waiter asking for their orders interrupting Yunho’s thoughts, they have been in the café for the last three hours now. Seriously any distraction from Jae’s rambling is a reprieve, he welcomes this ten seconds of silence where he’s mouth is actually shut.
He’s about to ask for a cheesecake(his routine) when he meets his eyes. He looks adorable, pink frilly apron against his white button up shirt. Soft cheeks, plump lips and longish hair and his smile, did he mention his smile? It made him melt, made him feel warm and fuzzy, made him think of rainbows, unicorns and cotton candy. Jung Yunho you have out-gayed yourself,
“I’d like the strawberry shortcake”
Jaejoong places his order, and the waiter looks at him expectedly-waiting for what he wants. But he can’t speak-he just stares. He swears to god that love at first sight was never a concept he believed in until now. So he’s still staring maybe if he stares hard enough this guy could read his thoughts.
Say something idiot!! Open your mouth! Breathe. . . inhale. . .exhale
But alas Yunho just manages to look like a fish- tries to talk but seriously no words are ever formed. The waiter just looks at him weirdly.
Oh my god, he thinks I’m a weirdo, I’m a freak and that I can’t talk. MUST DO SOMETHING. MUST FORM WORDS
“Um. . .how bout I get back at you guys? Maybe you need more time to think”
And just like that the waiter turns around and goes to get Jaejoong’s cake.
“What.the.fuck.was.that.Jung.Yunho.” says Jae, grinning like an idiot. This is just one of those moments when he wishes he brought his camera out to take a picture of stupefied Yunho.
“I don’t know. . .” He really doesn’t know. He could have said something but here he was acting stupid, He wasn’t a thirteen year old boy for fuck’s sake. He was a grown man, he was Jung Yunho, THE Jung Yunho and he was acting like an idiot.
Before Jaejoong could make more fun of Yunho, the waiter comes back with his order. He gently puts the cake down and gives him his fork.
He turns to Yunho, “Have you thought of anything you’d like to have?”
Before Yunho’s neurons could fire out correct responses he replies immediately
“You”
Shit, did I just say that out loud?
“Excuse me? What?”
Quick think of something!!! Jaejoong help me~~
“What I think he means is that he’d like to ask when your shift ends- if you’re free, if you’re single and maybe a little interested in Mr. mute boy over here”
Jaejoong helps him out all right, helps him want to crawl under a rock and then die. Maybe he’d kill Jaejoong first by chopping his body up then placing them in his Louis Vuitton case-it was the least Yunho could do to him.
He looks at the waiter, expecting him to storm off or something. What he doesn’t expect is for him to giggle out loud.
“If he asks me, maybe he’d find out”
With that Jaejoong kicks him under the table- it’s a sign that he should say something now. Come on brain, work!! Dammit work!!!
“Uh so. . .yeah. . . um. . .can I take you out after your shift?”
Yunho asks nervously, he could see Jaejoong with the corners of his eyes- texting - probably already gossiping what was happening and giving his twitter a blow by blow account of this embarrassing encounter.
“Well, my mom has always taught me to never go out with strangers. . .”
“I’m Yunho, Jung Yunho. . .”
“Well then Yunho-sshi, I’m Yoochun, Park Yoochun. My shift ends in an hour”
Yunho smiles, he thinks his face might break cause he swears his smile is way too wide. He almost wants to jump around screaming-but at least he still had some sense of control over his body.
“Uh. . . I’ll wait here then Yoochun-sshi-“
Yoochun smiles at him then, and now Yunho thinks he might faint.
“Okay then, I’ll give you a cheesecake-you look like a cheesecake kind of guy, my treat don’t worry” Yoochun then winks at him and walks away.
Yunho lets out the breath he didn’t even know he was holding. He didn’t even notice Jaejoong leaving the table, leaving him all alone. He doesn’t care now anyway, he had something to look forward to now.
He got himself a date with one cute Park Yoochun and that was all that matters.
Maybe he doesn’t need to chop Jaejoong body into tiny little pieces anymore and throw them at the Han river. Who knew that blabbermouth had some use, he should give Junsu more credit for being with that guy-heck maybe he should buy Jaejoong a new bag. No way in hell he thinks but just then Yoochun looks and smiles at him - now the thinks- I am so getting Jae a new bag.
Rating: PG
Genre: Romance, Humor
Summary: The manly Yunho meets the adorable Yoochun and promptly forgets how to use his mouth
for: ainto87 :) this is for you babe, you made me spontaneously have an idea. hope you like it >.<
Disclaimer: I don’t own these characters
Seriously how could Jaejoong talk-well talk so much-talk so much so fast and not make sense- he really wondered how that was possible. But of course being Yunho, he had to appear attentive, so he’d nod from time to time. Say ‘yeah’ ‘uh huh’ at the right times and pretend he was listening. He’d bet even Jaejoong didn’t know what he was saying because what he said sort of jumped from one topic to another before you could even say Louis Vuitton.
He was stuck with Jaejoong for now, in a café in the middle of the city while it was raining outside. Though something tells him that being outside in the rain would be more pleasant than being stuck with Jaejoong talking about God knows what.
“. . .and then Junsu just had to try on these pair of jeans, like come on his ass is so big!! He should have like his own jeans department. . .”
“. . .He even forgot it was our anniversary! That bastard is so insensitive- he said he forgot because it was a game day?! Come on now, why would you need to look at a whole soccer team full of guys when you have a naked Kim Jaejoong waiting in the bedroom!!”
If he wasn’t such a nice guy he would have socked Jaejoong’s mouth, but he was scared of Junsu-well more like Junsu’s twin. He knew if he ever did that he’d have to answer to the twins. So he just let him talk, pretending to listen to whatever he was ranting about.
Nothing in Yunho’s life was exciting nowadays, between going to the office, having lunch with his friends and taking care of his brother, Changmin nothing was happening. Everything was in a routine- he could probably do it with his eyes closed now. He ached to do something- to do something spontaneous, to break out of the mold once in a while. He was so damned bored of his life, it wasn’t fun anymore- he felt so pathetic.
“Hey guys, would you like to order another round of coffee or maybe some dessert? Our cakes are really good”
The waiter asking for their orders interrupting Yunho’s thoughts, they have been in the café for the last three hours now. Seriously any distraction from Jae’s rambling is a reprieve, he welcomes this ten seconds of silence where he’s mouth is actually shut.
He’s about to ask for a cheesecake(his routine) when he meets his eyes. He looks adorable, pink frilly apron against his white button up shirt. Soft cheeks, plump lips and longish hair and his smile, did he mention his smile? It made him melt, made him feel warm and fuzzy, made him think of rainbows, unicorns and cotton candy. Jung Yunho you have out-gayed yourself,
“I’d like the strawberry shortcake”
Jaejoong places his order, and the waiter looks at him expectedly-waiting for what he wants. But he can’t speak-he just stares. He swears to god that love at first sight was never a concept he believed in until now. So he’s still staring maybe if he stares hard enough this guy could read his thoughts.
Say something idiot!! Open your mouth! Breathe. . . inhale. . .exhale
But alas Yunho just manages to look like a fish- tries to talk but seriously no words are ever formed. The waiter just looks at him weirdly.
Oh my god, he thinks I’m a weirdo, I’m a freak and that I can’t talk. MUST DO SOMETHING. MUST FORM WORDS
“Um. . .how bout I get back at you guys? Maybe you need more time to think”
And just like that the waiter turns around and goes to get Jaejoong’s cake.
“What.the.fuck.was.that.Jung.Yunho.” says Jae, grinning like an idiot. This is just one of those moments when he wishes he brought his camera out to take a picture of stupefied Yunho.
“I don’t know. . .” He really doesn’t know. He could have said something but here he was acting stupid, He wasn’t a thirteen year old boy for fuck’s sake. He was a grown man, he was Jung Yunho, THE Jung Yunho and he was acting like an idiot.
Before Jaejoong could make more fun of Yunho, the waiter comes back with his order. He gently puts the cake down and gives him his fork.
He turns to Yunho, “Have you thought of anything you’d like to have?”
Before Yunho’s neurons could fire out correct responses he replies immediately
“You”
Shit, did I just say that out loud?
“Excuse me? What?”
Quick think of something!!! Jaejoong help me~~
“What I think he means is that he’d like to ask when your shift ends- if you’re free, if you’re single and maybe a little interested in Mr. mute boy over here”
Jaejoong helps him out all right, helps him want to crawl under a rock and then die. Maybe he’d kill Jaejoong first by chopping his body up then placing them in his Louis Vuitton case-it was the least Yunho could do to him.
He looks at the waiter, expecting him to storm off or something. What he doesn’t expect is for him to giggle out loud.
“If he asks me, maybe he’d find out”
With that Jaejoong kicks him under the table- it’s a sign that he should say something now. Come on brain, work!! Dammit work!!!
“Uh so. . .yeah. . . um. . .can I take you out after your shift?”
Yunho asks nervously, he could see Jaejoong with the corners of his eyes- texting - probably already gossiping what was happening and giving his twitter a blow by blow account of this embarrassing encounter.
“Well, my mom has always taught me to never go out with strangers. . .”
“I’m Yunho, Jung Yunho. . .”
“Well then Yunho-sshi, I’m Yoochun, Park Yoochun. My shift ends in an hour”
Yunho smiles, he thinks his face might break cause he swears his smile is way too wide. He almost wants to jump around screaming-but at least he still had some sense of control over his body.
“Uh. . . I’ll wait here then Yoochun-sshi-“
Yoochun smiles at him then, and now Yunho thinks he might faint.
“Okay then, I’ll give you a cheesecake-you look like a cheesecake kind of guy, my treat don’t worry” Yoochun then winks at him and walks away.
Yunho lets out the breath he didn’t even know he was holding. He didn’t even notice Jaejoong leaving the table, leaving him all alone. He doesn’t care now anyway, he had something to look forward to now.
He got himself a date with one cute Park Yoochun and that was all that matters.
Maybe he doesn’t need to chop Jaejoong body into tiny little pieces anymore and throw them at the Han river. Who knew that blabbermouth had some use, he should give Junsu more credit for being with that guy-heck maybe he should buy Jaejoong a new bag. No way in hell he thinks but just then Yoochun looks and smiles at him - now the thinks- I am so getting Jae a new bag.