fic-DBSK-Thirst
Title: Thirst
Author: virdant
Length: 100 words; drabble; super-short
Rating: G
Genre: Crack
Pairing: JaeMin (if you squint; personally I think it's pairingless)
Summary: The sun was shining, the slats of the metal chair were burning, and who the hell just shoved ice against his cheek?
Warning: None.
Notes: So I sat down, and thought: let's attempt something fluffy since yuxo asked and I'm a sucker. Then I thought of the sweetest love scene I could remember from movies (I couldn't think of many) and ended up with a scenario... and then the characters refused to cooperate. So this is my attempt at fluff, yuxo... I failed... but at least it's not angst
Thirst
The sun was shining, the slats of the metal chair were burning, and who the hell just shoved ice against his cheek?
Changmin squeaked and fell off the chair.
He eyed Jaejoong warily.
Jaejoong smirked back, waggling the innocent bottle, condensation glistening. “I thought you’d be thirsty.” He loomed over Changmin (ominously).
He was a little thirsty… Changmin eyed Jaejoong suspiciously. There was no way Jaejoong would actually helpfully provide shade.
Jaejoong waved his hands around. “Don’t worry! I didn’t do anything!”
Changmin grasped and opened the bottle.
Foam sprayed everywhere.
Jaejoong cackled.
Changmin snarled, “Do you want to die?”
End.
Sorry it's not fluff.
Additionally, though I doubt anybody cares, I'm taking a semi-hiatus starting tomorrow, that'll last until around late July. I predict that teaching 3-year-olds is not going to leave me much time to write.
Author: virdant
Length: 100 words; drabble; super-short
Rating: G
Genre: Crack
Pairing: JaeMin (if you squint; personally I think it's pairingless)
Summary: The sun was shining, the slats of the metal chair were burning, and who the hell just shoved ice against his cheek?
Warning: None.
Notes: So I sat down, and thought: let's attempt something fluffy since yuxo asked and I'm a sucker. Then I thought of the sweetest love scene I could remember from movies (I couldn't think of many) and ended up with a scenario... and then the characters refused to cooperate. So this is my attempt at fluff, yuxo... I failed... but at least it's not angst
Thirst
The sun was shining, the slats of the metal chair were burning, and who the hell just shoved ice against his cheek?
Changmin squeaked and fell off the chair.
He eyed Jaejoong warily.
Jaejoong smirked back, waggling the innocent bottle, condensation glistening. “I thought you’d be thirsty.” He loomed over Changmin (ominously).
He was a little thirsty… Changmin eyed Jaejoong suspiciously. There was no way Jaejoong would actually helpfully provide shade.
Jaejoong waved his hands around. “Don’t worry! I didn’t do anything!”
Changmin grasped and opened the bottle.
Foam sprayed everywhere.
Jaejoong cackled.
Changmin snarled, “Do you want to die?”
End.
Sorry it's not fluff.
Additionally, though I doubt anybody cares, I'm taking a semi-hiatus starting tomorrow, that'll last until around late July. I predict that teaching 3-year-olds is not going to leave me much time to write.