Title: A Bath Is All We Need
Rating: PG (GASP. Yes, me, PG! woot)
Genre: Slight, slight fluff.
Summary: An arugment before a bath.
A/N: Was trying to update another fic but the flow just isn't right. Has been raining non-stop for the whole day and so i thought a warm bath will be a great idea. ...well, wth am i talking about, this is a drabble anyways, ANWAYS, for once my Yunnie is weaker than Jae! and and and ... am kinda proud of myself cos i wrote this in 30mins (roughly). quite a personal feat for me, considering my snail-like speed. Hope you will like it. ;)
Sometimes Jaejoong wishes he can strangle the other man to his death.
“Jung Yunho, whatever the hell do you think you are doing?”
“Uhm,” the said man turns around with such an adorable guilty face that Jaejoong wishes to do something more than strangling him to death. “Preparing a bath for you?”
“And why are you preparing a bath for me?” Arms folded, trying to sound patient when he is everything but that.
“Because everyone needs a bath once in a while?” Seeing that trying on a cheeky route is most probably going to cost him his life, Yunho try to stern his face in the next second. “You must be freezing from all that cold outside. A nice warm bath should be able to help --- . . .”
“--- you get your ass off from punishment?” Jaejoong completes the sentence with as much coldness as he can muster.
“Aw Jae, come on.”
“Boo . . .”
“Boo doesn’t really work right now, Jung Yunho.”
“But I was desperate!” Someone is exasperated.
“And so you stole my coat away, well done.”
“I . . . I just . . .”
“You just don’t like the idea of me going out?”
“That’s right!” Seeing a glimmer of hope, Yunho perks up. “I just . . .”
“Don’t want me to meet up with Yoochun?”
“That’s right!” Nodding his head vigorously, Yunho tried to explain again. “I just . . .”
“You just don’t want me to get a life!” Jaejoong almost shouted the last word out.
“That’s ri --- no!” Recovering fast, Yunho panicked. “No Boo, it’s not that. I . . . I just don’t like the idea of you meeting up with Park Yoochun, nothing to do with you not having your life ---”
“But the truth is you stopping me from meeting my friends is as good as taking my life away!”
“What, is that Park Yoochun really that important to you that you see him as your life?” A deliberate sour exaggeration.
“You know this is not that, Yunho, don’t try to distort my meaning here.” Now he is really furious. Will this man ever listen?
“But I know you like him, a lot.” Yunho looks down, almost like an abandoned pet. The next sentence comes out in an even smaller voice. “And that you and him were once together; lovers.”
Despite the anger flaring through his veins, Jaejoong lets out a defeated sigh. “Yunho, we have been through that. Yes, Yoochun was once my lover, once. Past tense. No longer. Plus we are always more like friends than lovers.”
Just friends with benefits, but to hell he is going to tell Yunho that. Plus, it was all in the past already anyways. His heart and mind and soul are already too full now to allow another person’s shadow. Why couldn’t this dumbwit see that?
Yunho continues looking down, silent.
“Yunnie, look at me.”
Feeling like a complete loser, Yunho refuses.
Left without a choice, Jaejoong closes their distance in three long strides. “Yunnie, my lover now is you. Now, present tense, as well as in the future.” He tilts his head to peck a kiss on the tanned cheek. “There will be no one else but you in the future . . .”
“Jae.” Insecured, Yunho wraps his arms around the other man, tight.
“Yunnie, even if you do not trust me, you should have more confidence in yourself.” Jaejoong sighs. This trust thing is wearing them out. When will Yunho learn to see that he is so delicious that Jaejoong can never let him go for another?
“I do trust you!” Too quick, sounds guilty. “It’s just that, you’re too beautiful, and I am just . . .”
“I should be the one worrying, isn’t it?” Jaejoong sighs and wraps his arms around the other’s waist. He plants a kiss on the side of that delicious tanned neck and teases. “You are so handsome, so delicious . . . anyone who sees you will want you.”
“Look who’s talking.” Finally a laugh from the taller man. “You’re the one who’s delicious.” He bites back.
“Only to you.” Jaejoong turns his bites to playful nibbles, and they know it is not the truth. Jaejoong sighs once again, this time inwardly. Why must he play so much before he met Yunho? No, it’s all his Yunnie’s fault. He takes a big chomp on his neck this time. “All your fault. What took you so long to appear in my life?”
Yunho pulls back a little so Jaejoong can see the smile spreading across his handsome face, so dazzling that Jaejoong just wish to swallow him in full. Yes, swallow.
“So you will know what’s the good stuff at the end of the day.”
It takes only a second for Jaejoong to recover from his surprise. A beautiful smile blooms. “Speaking like a real confident person now, huh?”
“You make me feel confident.” Yunho whispers along the side of Jaejoong’s pale neck, his warm breath tickles not only his neck, but also his every senses. Yunho carries Jaejoong up into his arms in one sweep. “I believe we are done with warm-ups and are ready for our hot bath.”
Jaejoong wraps his arms around his lover’s neck, his eyes half closed and smiles with a hint of seduction. “Our bath?”
The hard arousal between their pants is a good enough motivation.
It is a promise, and fulfilled.
- Feeling: : thirsty