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kingheechul) wrote2011-08-21 08:49 pm
kingheechul) wrote2011-08-21 08:49 pm
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junsu returns
title: junsu returns
pairing: yoochun/junsu
genre: humor
rating: pg13
length: drabble
summary: Remember Junsu's little escapade at Lotte Mart? Well, he's at it again but this time, he's not alone.
a/n; this is totally random. here, read THIS first.
It doesn’t take Junsu a lot of effort dragging Yoochun to Lotte Mart since they are both bored with nothing to do other than stare at each other without having to keep their hands to themselves. With much excitement, Junsu clears his throat and looks around, scanning the place. “Pick a person.” He tells Yoochun, who in return, gives him an odd look. “Just pick one. Anyone.”
Yoochun observes the people and spots a tall man about their age, or maybe younger. He’s not sure though, he couldn’t see the face. “Him.”
Junsu follows the direction of his pointed fingers and beams. “Great!” He grabs Yoochun’s hand and walks towards the guy, not too close for them to get noticed. “We’re spies.” He tells the other. “I’ll do the sound effects so you need not worry. Just act like a spy, okay? Here, wear this.” he hands Yoochun a pair of sunglasses which miraculously appeared.
“Where did you get that?”
“Just wear it!”
Without warning, Junsu loudly hums ‘Mission Impossible’ and Yoochun panics, not knowing what to do. He glances at Junsu and copies his actions, putting both hands in his pockets, walking dangerously close behind the tall man with the sunnies on. The man stops, and so do they. Junsu turns around, grabbing the nearest thing he could see and inspects it as if it is the most interesting thing. Yoochun gets down on his knees, pretending to be tying his shoelaces. But the thing is, he’s wearing flip flops. He silently curses and hopes that the man doesn’t turn around.
He doesn’t. And they both sigh in relief. Junsu makes a move to drag Yoochun away. “That was shitloads of fail.” Yoochun says, stifling a laugh.
“That’s not funny.” Junsu says. He then gives Yoochun a brief of what they’re gonna be doing next in hopes that they won’t screw up this time.
At the furniture department, the pair sneakily gets under covers of the king-sized bed and Yoochun almost jumps out of the bed when Junsu starts groaning and moaning loudly. “Junsu, stop it!” he shout-whispers, trying to clamp Junsu’s mouth with his hands but the other was to busy bucking his hips making the bed shake violently.
Yoochun removes the blanket off him and sees a few people staring at them in pure shock. He forces out a tight smile and pulls Junsu’s hand as he drags him away from the mass of glaring people. “Are you crazy? What was that back there?”
“What?” Junsu gives him a confused look. “It’s not like we really had sex. Wait, do you wanna have sex right now?”
He almost shouts in pain when Yoochun gives him a good slap on the arm. He is about to get revenge when an announcement from the staff echoes throughout the whole mart, he grips his hair with his hands and gets down on his knees screaming, “No! Yoochun help me! It’s those voices again! NOOOOOOOOOO!” Yoochun panics, almost believes it’s real but then what were they doing again? Oh yeah.
So he has no choice but to play along. “Someone help us! Please!” he screams out of his will. While Junsu keeps on shrieking nonsense, he picks him up and rushes him out of the mart to prevent further embarrassment. Once in the parking lot, he puts him down harshly, not caring if the other landed on his butt on the concrete floor. “You are so crazy young man!”
“That hurts, bitch.”
"I only agreed to this because I thought it would be fun. It was, until you started moaning."
"What?" Junsu laughs. "Did I turn you on?" Yoochun biting his lips is an answer enough for Junsu. "Oh,"
pairing: yoochun/junsu
genre: humor
rating: pg13
length: drabble
summary: Remember Junsu's little escapade at Lotte Mart? Well, he's at it again but this time, he's not alone.
a/n; this is totally random. here, read THIS first.
It doesn’t take Junsu a lot of effort dragging Yoochun to Lotte Mart since they are both bored with nothing to do other than stare at each other without having to keep their hands to themselves. With much excitement, Junsu clears his throat and looks around, scanning the place. “Pick a person.” He tells Yoochun, who in return, gives him an odd look. “Just pick one. Anyone.”
Yoochun observes the people and spots a tall man about their age, or maybe younger. He’s not sure though, he couldn’t see the face. “Him.”
Junsu follows the direction of his pointed fingers and beams. “Great!” He grabs Yoochun’s hand and walks towards the guy, not too close for them to get noticed. “We’re spies.” He tells the other. “I’ll do the sound effects so you need not worry. Just act like a spy, okay? Here, wear this.” he hands Yoochun a pair of sunglasses which miraculously appeared.
“Where did you get that?”
“Just wear it!”
Without warning, Junsu loudly hums ‘Mission Impossible’ and Yoochun panics, not knowing what to do. He glances at Junsu and copies his actions, putting both hands in his pockets, walking dangerously close behind the tall man with the sunnies on. The man stops, and so do they. Junsu turns around, grabbing the nearest thing he could see and inspects it as if it is the most interesting thing. Yoochun gets down on his knees, pretending to be tying his shoelaces. But the thing is, he’s wearing flip flops. He silently curses and hopes that the man doesn’t turn around.
He doesn’t. And they both sigh in relief. Junsu makes a move to drag Yoochun away. “That was shitloads of fail.” Yoochun says, stifling a laugh.
“That’s not funny.” Junsu says. He then gives Yoochun a brief of what they’re gonna be doing next in hopes that they won’t screw up this time.
At the furniture department, the pair sneakily gets under covers of the king-sized bed and Yoochun almost jumps out of the bed when Junsu starts groaning and moaning loudly. “Junsu, stop it!” he shout-whispers, trying to clamp Junsu’s mouth with his hands but the other was to busy bucking his hips making the bed shake violently.
Yoochun removes the blanket off him and sees a few people staring at them in pure shock. He forces out a tight smile and pulls Junsu’s hand as he drags him away from the mass of glaring people. “Are you crazy? What was that back there?”
“What?” Junsu gives him a confused look. “It’s not like we really had sex. Wait, do you wanna have sex right now?”
He almost shouts in pain when Yoochun gives him a good slap on the arm. He is about to get revenge when an announcement from the staff echoes throughout the whole mart, he grips his hair with his hands and gets down on his knees screaming, “No! Yoochun help me! It’s those voices again! NOOOOOOOOOO!” Yoochun panics, almost believes it’s real but then what were they doing again? Oh yeah.
So he has no choice but to play along. “Someone help us! Please!” he screams out of his will. While Junsu keeps on shrieking nonsense, he picks him up and rushes him out of the mart to prevent further embarrassment. Once in the parking lot, he puts him down harshly, not caring if the other landed on his butt on the concrete floor. “You are so crazy young man!”
“That hurts, bitch.”
"I only agreed to this because I thought it would be fun. It was, until you started moaning."
"What?" Junsu laughs. "Did I turn you on?" Yoochun biting his lips is an answer enough for Junsu. "Oh,"