Dong Bang Disney - The Little Mermaid (Continued)
Meanwhile, not too far away, Prince Junsu and Xiahki were walking along the sand. Xiahki was being wonderful, as always, and was frolicking happily in the sea. Junsu, on the other hand, was rather forlorn.
“I can’t get that voice out of my head…” He mumbled to himself. “So deep and sexy… And he was pretty damn good-looking too… But I’ve searched everywhere for a whole day! If a day isn’t enough to find him then I don’t know what is… What do you think, Xiahki?”
“Woof!”
Junsu sighed. “I knew you’d say that. But I really want to find him! If he makes that sound when he’s singing, then think about how he’d sound when…” Junsu blushed and bit his lip. “Well, that’s probably not something I should discuss with you.”
Xiahki growled in agreement. He didn’t need to hear about icky human encounters! He was a dog, damn it, and a fine dog at that. Human mating rituals were too disturbing for his sensitive mind.
Suddenly, his nose picked up a scent; a familiar one. He barked excitedly and took off, following the trail.
“Xiahki! Wait! Come back!” Junsu cried, chasing after the beautiful beast. He rounded a cliff, worried, and found his dog yipping happily at a person who seemed to have clambered onto a rock to escape the animal. “Xiahki!”
The dog turned around to face his owner, finally leaving the person alone. Upon closer inspection, Junsu saw that the person was a boy, not much younger than himself, with wavy black hair and striking features. Also, he appeared to be wearing an old, abandoned sail, held together with bits of rope.
“Uh, hi,” Junsu smiled at the boy, walking closer. “Sorry about Xiahki - he’s usually better behaved than that. He must really like you.” This close, the boy looked awfully familiar…
As the younger boy smiled and his face lit up, Junsu suddenly realised who he was.
“It-it’s you! You’re the one who rescued me!” He cried.
The boy nodded frantically, grinning widely.
“You, I… Wh-what’s your name!?”
The boy opened his mouth excitedly, but no sound came out. His expression dropped instantly and his hand lifted to his throat, clutching it sadly.
“What’s wrong?” Junsu asked.
The boy tapped his throat dejectedly, mouth firmly shut.
“You… can’t talk?”
The boy nodded.
“Oh…” Junsu whispered. “Then… I guess you’re not who I thought… Sorry.”
The boy flailed his arms, apparently trying to get attention, and fell off the rock in the process.
“Crap! Are you okay!?” Junsu exclaimed, kneeling down to help the fallen boy.
He nodded, standing up shakily and brushing down his… sail. He kept a tight grip on Junsu’s hand though, and looked at the other pleadingly.
Thinking that he understood, Junsu asked, “Would you like to come with me? We can give you proper clothes and things… I can help you, if you want.”
Squeezing Junsu’s hand, the boy nodded again and smiled softly.
★ ★ ★
“So, Junsu, I hear that we have a guest,” Old Man grinned. “And I hear that he’s quite dashing… He isn’t the boy who rescued you though, is he?”
“He’s not, no,” Junsu said. “It’s odd though - they look so similar…”
“Well, I’m still not entirely convinced of this mystery rescuer, and as this boy is obviously quite real, I suggest that you perhaps focus on him instead.”
“He’s real, Old Man. He’s real, and I’ll find him, and we shall live happily ever after,” Junsu affirmed.
“You’re awfully attached to this fellow after only ‘seeing’ him for a brief moment yesterday morning.”
“Yes, well, love at first sight happens like that…” Junsu trailed off as the door to the dining room opened and a truly gorgeous creature walked in.
Yoochun had been washed and bathed and the sail had been discarded of appropriately (it had been burnt. R.I.P. sail). The new-man was now dressed as a proper prince should be; trousers tucked into long socks, shoes with an ugly buckle, a fitted white shirt with ruffley sleeves and a waistcoat. His hair had been tied back with a ribbon, dark tendrils still curling around his face.
Junsu thought that he was absolutely stunning. And that forehead… Wow.
Yoochun (remember, now - Junsu still doesn’t know that he’s called Yoochun, but for the sake of convenience, I shall be referring to him by name) took his seat at the table, to the left of Junsu and opposite Old Man. He smiled at them both, thrilled to be eating with the handsome human. Junsu, that is - Old Man wasn’t overly attractive, unless you go in for wrinkles and such.
Their food was set in front of them, and when Yoochun caught sight of the spifflewand (a.k.a. a fork) his expression turned fearful, thinking that he was suddenly going to be tortured. He was extremely baffled, then, when Junsu and Old Man casually picked up their spifflewands and started stabbing their food instead of him. The vegetables were already dead - what good would it do to torture them?
Not wanting to seem odd, Yoochun also began eating with the spifflewand, thinking that it really was much more simple to eat with one’s hands. Humans were more interesting than he’d thought…
After diner, Old Man got out something that Yoochun recognised to be a gwneuthurwr cerddoriaeth (but most of us would know to be a pipe). Excited, the new-man reached across the table, snatching it out of Old Man’s hands. He quickly blew into it, expecting the music that Jinki had promised, only to send a cloud of ash straight into Old Man’s face.
Junsu burst out laughing whilst Yoochun looked at the object in confusion. He was certain that it was a music maker… He figured that it must be faulty and gave it back to Old Man with an apologetic shrug.
As Old Man cleaned himself up he smiled and said, “You know Junsu, I’ve not heard you laugh like that in quite a while… It seems that this young man is having quiet an effect, hm?”
Yoochun blushed, delighted to be the one to make the (other) handsome prince happy (even if the ‘eu kyang kyang’ sound had rather startled him at first).
Junsu regarded Yoochun, the corners of his lips still twitching up. “I guess so…”
“Why not take him on a tour of the kingdom?” Old Man suggested. Turning to Yoochun, he asked, “You’d like, that, wouldn’t you?”
The new-man nodded enthusiastically, much like a nodding-dog. He wasn’t far off a lolling tongue, either.
“Okay then,” Junsu grinned. “We’ll go tomorrow. I look forwards to it.”
★ ★ ★
Later that night, Yoochun was standing on the balcony of the room that he’d been given, gazing out at the sea. He knew that Yunho and Changmin were nearby, keeping watch over him and making sure that he was okay. He thought that his dad would probably be missing Yunho (or, more specifically, his amazingly hot, mouth-watering abs… And possibly his nipples, too), but since he was still pissed at his dad, he was kind of happy about that.
Yoochun glanced down to the garden below and was greeted with the adorable sight of Junsu playing with Xiahki. The dog was jumping around his master, barking excitedly, whilst Junsu teased him. Yoochun smiled at the scene but became flustered quickly when Junsu looked up and they locked eyes.
An intense moment passed before Junsu broke into a grin and waved at the new-man.
Yoochun gave a small wave back, biting his lip. He smiled shyly and swiftly slipped back into his room, closing the balcony doors. He desperately wanted to squee, so it was probably a good thing that he currently had no voice.
He thought back to what Yunho had told him that morning, about how he needed to develop a plan to make Junsu fall in love and kiss him. He was to flirt shamelessly, but Yoochun wasn’t really sure how that would work when he had no voice. It’s not like he could suddenly start sucking Junsu’s nipples or anything…
Or could he?
★ ★ ★
Deep beneath the sea, in a particular gold swirly castle, King Jaejoong was informed that there was still no sign of Yoochun, nor of Yunho.
He felt terribly guilty, thinking that he’d probably been too harsh on his son. He hated the thought that he’d driven him away, but again, instead of actually searching for him himself, he was merely waiting in the palace for his son to come home.
He assumed that Yunho was looking after Yoochun, which he was grateful for, but that didn’t mean that the composer wouldn’t get a thorough spanking when he got back… King Jaejoong was quite looking forwards to it.
Every cloud has a silver lining, huh?
★ ★ ★
The next morning (well, afternoon - Yoochun liked to sleep in) Prince Junsu took the mysterious young man on a tour of his kingdom, as promised. They hopped in a carriage, pulled by an awesome horse named Horace (oh yes, I do cross-overs), and off they went.
The day was filled with laughs (okay, so just Junsu’s laugh - if it can be called a laugh - as Yoochun was still mute) and frolics, dancing in the square and pulling faces at children. Both were having a wonderful time, but there was always something in the back of Yoochun’s mind - he needed Junsu to kiss him. So far, there had been no progress.
He had caught the human watching him many times, and he always had the same expression that his dad did when Yunho was around, but nothing had happened. Junsu would just smile and look away. It was driving Yoochun crazy…
In the evening they went for a romantic boat ride, Junsu manning the oars and Yoochun just sitting pretty, which he was quite accomplished at. Yoochun thought that it was the perfect setting for True Love’s kiss and couldn’t wait for Junsu to ravish his mouth.
Interestingly, he had discovered that his whoopledip tended to tingle when he thought about kissing Junsu, and when he’d awoken that morning it had been much larger than he remembered. He supposed that it was some innate thing to ward off danger in his sleep - humans sure were fascinating.
Unknown to the two in the boat, Yunho had tracked Prince Yoochun’s whereabouts (because the king would abuse him even more otherwise, and there was only so much his poor nipples could take) and was now swimming close to them. Much like Yoochun, he was desperate for Junsu to kiss the new-man. Drawing on his natural talents (and by that I mean his music ability, not his deliciously firm sculpted abs) he helped set the right mood.
As the boat floated under the leaves of a large willow tree (I don’t know why there was a willow tree in the middle of a lagoon either - just accept it, okay?), the surrounding animals began to create beautiful music. Yunho conducted them all wonderfully, but sadly singing animals rather freaked Junsu out a bit.
“So, um, I’ve had a really nice day with you,” the human said, smiling shyly.
Yoochun grinned widely, nodding and pointing at himself.
“You did too? I’m glad.”
The two glanced at each other from under their eyelashes, blushing. Yoochun bit his lip before locking eyes with Junsu. Gazes fixed, they began to lean towards each other subconsciously. However, when Junsu realised what he was doing he quickly drew back, embarrassed.
“It’s… strange, that I’ve had this much fun with you and I don’t even know your name,” Junsu murmured. “Should I try guessing?”
Yoochun smiled happily, signalling the other to have a go at it.
“Okay, let’s see… Um… Kibum?”
The new-man shook his head no, still smiling softly.
“How about… Donghae?”
Another shake.
“Siwon? Hyukjae? Heechul? Ryeowook? Sungmin?”
Yoochun rolled his eyes and shook his head. It sounded more like Junsu was naming boy-band members than trying to guess what he was called.
“Go Mi Nam!” Junsu cried, pointing at him.
Yoochun just raised a sceptical eyebrow, confused at where that had come from.
“Still no, huh? Um…” Junsu bit his lip as he thought, and it really made Yoochun want to lean over and kiss him. Maybe bite the lip himself…
Junsu thought that he heard a whisper of something and murmured, “Yoochun?”
The new-man flailed his arms, grinning widely and nodding frantically.
“Yoochun?” Junsu repeated. “That’s your name?” As the nodding continued, Junsu smiled. “Yoochun… I like it.”
Under the water, Yunho smirked to himself.
The younger boy beamed and Junsu was instantly drawn in. He couldn’t stop himself as he leant towards the other, but thankfully Yoochun was leaning in too. They were going to kiss - he could feel it. Their eyes fluttered closed, hearts beating rapidly, breaths coming in small pants.
Their lips were only an inch apart… And then…
SeungSeung came along and tipped the boat over, sending the two plummeting into the freezing water. They came up spluttering, gasping, and mutually decided (well, Junsu asked and Yoochun nodded in agreement) that it was best to go back to the palace, lest they catch the dreaded man-flu. Being men, they were more susceptible to it, after all.
G-Dragon had been watching the whole thing via SeungSeung’s glowing eyes and couldn’t believe that Junsu was actually about to kiss Yoochun. How did the merman get so far so fast!? He must take after his dad… Whore.
The creature realised that he was going to have to step in. If Yoochun actually managed to get the human to kiss him then he would have no hold over King Jaejoong. However, if Yoochun became his property then Jaejoong would have no choice but to surrender to his demands.
Smirking, G-Dragon grasped the evil-looking smiley face and whispered some words in an ancient, dying language. Amazingly, those words somehow made the dragon transform into a human - an adorable human, at that. Since he was a creature of magic though, unlike Yoochun, he was able to stay under the water just fine.
G-Dragon believed his human form to be quite gangsta, but he was sadly mistaken; he was ridiculously cute, and in no way intimidating. He smirked at his reflection anyway, watching as the badge glowed. This was sure to work.
★ ★ ★
“So,” Old Man said, grinning at Junsu. “Did you have a nice day?”
The prince blushed. “I did. Yoochun’s sweet. Even if he doesn’t have much to say, there’s something about him…”
“And best of all, he’s real,” Old Man nodded. “He’s not someone you dreamt up when you were half dead - he’s here, and he seems quite interested in you.”
Junsu’s blush deepened, knowing that Old Man was right. The way that Yoochun had been looking at him… And the fact that they almost kissed… Plus, the fact that Yoochun had been paying excessive attention to his butt made him think that the young man would quite like to be with him… intimately. Junsu certainly wasn’t opposed to that.
He bid good night to Old Man, planning to visit Yoochun’s room. He smiled nervously to himself. He was going to do it… He was going to ask the other to be his.
However, when he stepped outside he heard an enchanting voice.
As in, the voice was literally enchanting him; G-Dragon, in his human form, was walking just outside of the palace grounds, the evil glowing smiley badge giving him Yoochun’s voice.
When Junsu heard it he was automatically caught up, eyes whipping to the adorable male.
G-Dragon merely smirked.
★ ★ ★
“Chunnie!” Jinki called, swooping (unlike Yunho and Changmin had been, Jinki actually was swooping, since he had wings, being a bird and all) into the new-man’s bedroom. “Chunnie, I just heard! Congratulations, dear!”
Yoochun opened his eyes groggily, not pleased at the wake-up call. He glared at Jinki, one eyebrow raised, a silent demand for the gull to continue.
Jinki just cocked his head though, not understanding what Yoochun wanted.
The new-man sighed, wishing that Yunho or Changmin were there to help. He rolled his eyes and waved his hands, hoping that Jinki would explain why congratulations were in order.
After another minute or two of silent staring, the bird finally seemed to get the hint.
“Oh, right! The wedding! Congratulations on the wedding, Chunnie! I have to admit, I didn’t think that two men could get married - in fact, I thought homosexuality was illegal… But, whatever. Junsu’s the prince, and he can do what he likes, I suppose.”
Yoochun’s eyes widened, mouth dropping open in shock.
“Junsu?” He mouthed. “Wedding… Oh my God!”
Jinki tilted his head again. “Is that your speech? A lovely tribute to your fishy roots, but it’s a bit hard to understand…”
Yoochun ignored the gull, jumping out of bed and rushing around the room in an excited panic. He ran his fingers through his hair, making it at least semi-decent before dashing outside, intent on finding Junsu and kissing the life out of him.
Hearing voices, he skidded to a halt at the top of the stairs, about to descend. The words spoken made him halt though and he glanced down, confused.
“Well, Junsu, I must apologise!” Old Man was saying. “It seems that your Mystery Man is indeed real… So sorry, Jiyong, but the way Junsu described it, I didn’t think that you could possibly exist.”
The man standing next to Junsu smiled impishly.
“Old Man, is everything set? I know that getting married this evening is a little sudden, but I can’t wait…” Junsu said, voice strangely monotone.
Yoochun’s heart broke at those words, his body suddenly cold. He slowly walked back to his room, silent tears spilling over his cheeks. Tonight, Junsu would be wed… And Yoochun would be alone, forever.
★ ★ ★
That evening, Yoochun sat forlornly on the dock, watching as his love sailed off with another man. He didn’t think that he could cry anymore, but tears still ran down his cheeks, the salty liquid only reminding him of what he’d given up for Junsu.
Yunho and Changmin were in the water next to him, neither knowing what to say, but trying to comfort him with their presence alone.
Jinki was flying overhead, surprised when he heard a voice that sounded a lot like Yoochun’s. He followed it, thoroughly baffled. Junsu was marrying someone else, wasn’t he? So Yoochun shouldn’t have his voice back…
The voice was coming from the ship where the royal wedding was to take place, further confusing the bird. Wasn’t Yoochun still on the dock…?
He peered in through a window, surprised when he saw Prince Junsu’s soon-to-be husband. The man was dancing around and singing about lollipops, dressed in one of the most outrageous outfits that Jinki had ever seen - and he’d seen a lot of outrageous outfits.
When the man stopped dancing to preen, looking at himself in the mirror, Jinki almost pooped himself from shock. Of course, being a gull it didn’t take much for him to poop, but still; what he saw was pretty shocking.
The man was in fact G-Dragon! The Sea Dragon!
Yes, I realise that you probably guessed this, but bear in mind that Jinki doesn’t know everything that you do - he’s only a cute little gull, after all. Cut him some slack.
In any case, once Jinki saw this he quickly took off, flying as fast as his wings could carry him. He went straight to the dock, gasping out his story to the mermen and Yoochun.
Yunho immediately snapped into authority mode, hope that his nipples may survive returning. He didn’t want to sacrifice them if he didn’t have to! He ordered Jinki to stall the wedding in any way possible, calling upon the help of other creatures if necessary. As the gull took off he turned to Changmin, telling him to take Yoochun to the boat as fast as possible.
“What about you?” Changmin asked, already wrapping Yoochun’s arms around his neck and his legs around his waist, piggy-back style.
“I’m going to get the king,” Yunho said bravely before diving underwater, tail-fin flapping.
On the ship, things were progressing rapidly. Junsu and Jiyong (well, G-Dragon masquerading as Jiyong) were walking down the aisle, arms linked. Junsu’s expression was strangely blank, whilst the smaller man was smirking. He still looked cute though, despite his intentions; he just couldn’t escape it.
Xiahki, most awesome dog that he is, growled lowly at G-Dragon as he passed. The creature ignored it, continuing to walk all gangsta-like. It really did look a bit odd, what with how adorable he was.
Having reached the alter, the captain began the ceremony, but it was suddenly interrupted with the arrival of Jinki and some other shiny critters. Seals and starfish and other birds flung themselves onto the deck, most of them attacking Jiyong.
The magical creature squealed, demonstrating how un-gangsta he was, whilst Junsu just watched, still enchanted.
Changmin and Yoochun arrived then, the merman helping his friend to climb up the side of the ship. He marvelled at the melee, wary of the spifflewands flying around.
G-Dragon caught sight of him and his eyes darkened. He flung the animals off and began to stalk towards the new-man.
Afraid, Yoochun did the first thing that he could think of; he pulled his trousers and pants down, lifted his shirt up and started shaking his hips from side-to-side. His whoopledip was making quite a threatening sound in his opinion. He understood why this was supposed to deter predators.
Indeed, movement on the ship ceased, everybody staring at Yoochun with wide eyes.
The new-man grinned, pleased that he’d managed to stop the chaos. He shook harder, hoping to make G-Dragon back off completely. The creature winced at the thwacking sound - apparently it was working!
Jinki, noticing that all attention was on Yoochun, quickly headed for G-Dragon and snatched the evil glowing smiley badge off his jacket. He dropped it just as someone stepped back from the shock of Yoochun’s display and it was effectively crushed.
“No!” G-Dragon exclaimed, glaring at the broken pieces angrily.
Yoochun felt a strange sensation in his throat and his shaking faltered for a moment.
The badge braking also released Junsu from its spell, and the prince came to his senses to see the guy that he rather liked waving his penis about for all to see.
“Yoochun, what the hell are you doing!?” Junsu cried, running over to the other in an attempt to cover him up.
“Junsu!” Yoochun gasped, startled. “Oh my God, I can speak again!”
“Your… Your voice! It was you who rescued me!”
“Of course.” Yoochun rolled his eyes, bending down and pulling his clothes back into place, confident that the immediate danger had been averted. He must remember that whoopledip trick… Could come in handy.
(Heh… Come… In handy…).
“I… I want to be with you…” Junsu whispered, leaning closer to Yoochun.
However, the sun set just before their lips could touch, a purple line flashing across the horizon.
Yoochun cried out and went limp in Junsu’s arms, his legs suddenly feeling like jelly. He looked down, and to his surprise found that they were not jelly, but that he once more had a tail-fin.
“Hah, yo’ too lay, yo!” Jiyong shouted happily. “Now yo’ mine, Prince.” He shifted back into his dragon form, alarming the other people on the ship. Gripping Yoochun under one arm, he jumped off the ship, taking them both down to the bottom of the sea.
Yoochun struggled the whole way down, but there’s not much you can do against a dragon, really (not unless you’re a Dragon Lord, but that’s a whole other story, in a different land of myth and time of magic).
When they reached G-Dragon’s cave, Yoochun was instantly transformed into a gross little wiggly grey-brown thing, quite different to the dashing young merman he had been before. G-Dragon laughed maniacally and sat back to wait for King Jaejoong to arrive.
He didn’t have to wait long, for Yunho had notified the king of the situation as promised. (And, on a side note, his nipples will live to see another day. They may be a little worse-for-wear, but that’s only to be expected).
“Gay-Dragon! Release my son immediately!” King Jaejoong roared, pointing his trident at the magical creature menacingly.
“’kay.” G-Dragon shrugged.
Jaejoong lowered his trident slightly, shocked. “Wh- Really?”
“Yeah.” G-Dragon shrugged again. “In esschan’e fo' you, tha’ is. You become mine, an’ ‘e goes free.”
The king glared, hatred for the creature growing. However, Yoochun was his son, and he would do anything for him. “Okay.”
G-Dragon smirked. With a wave of his hand, Yoochun transformed back into a gorgeous merman, whilst Jaejoong shrunk down into an icky thing, much like Yoochun had been.
Yunho looked down at him, emotions conflicting. On the one hand, his nipples wouldn’t be abused now, but on the other hand… His nipples wouldn’t be abused now. It was hard to know what to feel.
Jaejoong’s lovely gold crown (he’d rhinestoned it himself) and trident fell to the ocean floor, only to picked up reverently by G-Dragon.
“They’re mine,” he murmured, placing the crown on his head. “All mine… And now I, G-D, rule all the seas! Mwahahaha!”
Above the surface, without anyone knowing, Prince Junsu had been rowing a little boat out in an attempt to rescue his newfound love. I know what you’re thinking - what could he possibly do? But, he was equipped with a spear, so he wasn’t totally useless. He slipped into the water and hurled said spear, somehow managing to strike one of G-Dragon’s stubby arms.
The creature roared, enraged, and his eels swam straight for the human, trapping him under the waves. G-Dragon raised the trident, aiming it straight for Junsu’s chest.
However, Yunho and Changmin (of course Changmin was there too - just because I haven’t mentioned him until now doesn’t mean that he was elsewhere, doing nothing) quickly raced towards the three, helping Junsu escape just as a bolt of Magical Trident Light headed for them.
As everyone had moved around, it meant that the eels were the ones zapped instead, and they exploded in a flash of eely guts. Just like that, SeungSeung were no more.
G-Dragon screamed (again, so not gangsta), more than a little pissed off, and began to grow to a ridiculous size. He burst out of the top of the water with an almighty roar.
“Shit.” Yoochun gulped, looking at the creature. He swam to Junsu’s boat, which the human was clinging on to. “Junsu, you have to leave - it’s not safe for you here!”
“Yoochun, I’m not going to leave you,” Junsu told him, reaching out a hand to caress the younger’s cheek. Yes, they’re still tender in the midst of a crisis - it’s a boys-love story, it wouldn’t be complete without some sap, so shh.
“Oi, don’ fo’geh me now,” G-Dragon sneered.
He dipped the tip of the trident into the water and began to twirl it around, creating a whirlpool. The current was so forceful that ship-wrecks buried deep beneath the surface rose up, floating on top of the water.
Junsu lost his hold on his mini-boat, the waves too strong for him, but he managed to grasp a rope from one of the wrecks. Using his impressive arm muscles he climbed up onto the deck, struggling to stand on the fast-moving ship.
However, whilst Junsu went up, Yoochun went down (and no, I don’t mean like that - I did mention the crisis, did I not? Sap may be acceptable, but smut has no place in this situation). He was tossed out of the water and fell to the ocean floor in the eye of the whirlpool.
G-Dragon grinned wickedly, aiming his trident at the comparatively small merman. He shot bolt after bolt of Magical Trident Light, but Yoochun kept wriggling around, avoiding the hits.
The prince wished that he had a whoopledip again - that would sure come in handy right about now…
(Heh… Come… In handy… Again).
He may not have had a whoopledip, but he did have a Junsu. Oh yes, the human prince wasn’t just waiting around idly on that ship - he was trying to be a hero. And a hero he became, when he managed to steer the ship straight into G-Dragon.
The broken mast pierced the creature straight through, eliciting a horrifying, blood-curdling scream. And then, with a burst of light and a big bang, the sea dragon was no more.
The water flowed back into place, the royal crown and trident falling to the seabed below. As they touched down, Magical Trident Light shot out to transform all those horrible little creatures back into the mer-people they once were, including King Jaejoong.
Noticing that Prince Yoochun was no where to be seen, King Jaejoong and Yunho swam to the surface, guessing that he may be checking on the human boy.
That was indeed the case - Yoochun was floating just off shore, watching Junsu rest on the sand. The human was breathing heavily, exhausted. Yoochun gazed at him longingly, desire evident on his face.
King Jaejoong sighed. “He really does love him, doesn’t he?” He asked Yunho.
The composer nodded, not wanting to say anything that may anger the other.
“I’m going to miss him…”
Yunho turned sharply to look at the king. He wasn’t saying what he thought he was saying… Was he?
Yunho’s query was answered as Jaejoong sent a small bolt of Magical Trident Light through the water. It swirled around Prince Yoochun, who looked back at his father in confusion. King Jaejoong merely smiled sadly and nodded in Junsu’s direction.
Still with the water swirling around him, Yoochun moved towards the shore, walking up the sand. Yes, walking. King Jaejoong gave him legs. He really is a lovely dad…
“Wh-what the hell is this!?”
For the most part, anyway.
“It’s a dress, Yoochun,” King Jaejoong called to his son.
“But, I saw girls wearing these things! I’m a guy!”
The king shrugged. “I thought it was pretty.”
Yoochun scowled and pouted, folding his arms across his chest.
“Yoochun…?”
The new-man (yup, he’s back to being one of them) turned his head and found Junsu standing in front of him, an awed expression on his adorable face. Yoochun smiled shyly.
“You…”
“I’m human.”
Junsu grinned widely and leapt forwards, slamming his lips onto Yoochun’s. The younger squeaked but wrapped his arms around the other, one hand sneaking down to squeeze Junsu’s squishy butt.
“I love you…”
★ ★ ★
Quicker than you can say Llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwllllantysiliogogogoch, Prince Junsu and Prince Yoochun were on board a ship, tying the figurative knot. Yoochun was sad to leave Changmin, and even his dad and Yunho, but in stories like this, everything is sacrificed for True Love.
Before the wedding, Junsu had explained what a whoopledip actually was and what it should be used for, and Yoochun was impatient to try it out. It sure sounded fun! He leant over to kiss his husband (not that Yoochun was the wife - how do you get a wife if there’s no woman?), whispering his love for the other.
King Jaejoong wiped a tear from his eye, sad but proud to see his little boy married. He, like Jinki, had also thought that such things were illegal on land, but… It’s a boys-love story, anything can happen. He waved his trident, a beautiful rainbow appearing over the sea.
The two lovers kissed once more, sailing under the huge symbol of gayness, and lived happily ever after~
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“I can’t get that voice out of my head…” He mumbled to himself. “So deep and sexy… And he was pretty damn good-looking too… But I’ve searched everywhere for a whole day! If a day isn’t enough to find him then I don’t know what is… What do you think, Xiahki?”
“Woof!”
Junsu sighed. “I knew you’d say that. But I really want to find him! If he makes that sound when he’s singing, then think about how he’d sound when…” Junsu blushed and bit his lip. “Well, that’s probably not something I should discuss with you.”
Xiahki growled in agreement. He didn’t need to hear about icky human encounters! He was a dog, damn it, and a fine dog at that. Human mating rituals were too disturbing for his sensitive mind.
Suddenly, his nose picked up a scent; a familiar one. He barked excitedly and took off, following the trail.
“Xiahki! Wait! Come back!” Junsu cried, chasing after the beautiful beast. He rounded a cliff, worried, and found his dog yipping happily at a person who seemed to have clambered onto a rock to escape the animal. “Xiahki!”
The dog turned around to face his owner, finally leaving the person alone. Upon closer inspection, Junsu saw that the person was a boy, not much younger than himself, with wavy black hair and striking features. Also, he appeared to be wearing an old, abandoned sail, held together with bits of rope.
“Uh, hi,” Junsu smiled at the boy, walking closer. “Sorry about Xiahki - he’s usually better behaved than that. He must really like you.” This close, the boy looked awfully familiar…
As the younger boy smiled and his face lit up, Junsu suddenly realised who he was.
“It-it’s you! You’re the one who rescued me!” He cried.
The boy nodded frantically, grinning widely.
“You, I… Wh-what’s your name!?”
The boy opened his mouth excitedly, but no sound came out. His expression dropped instantly and his hand lifted to his throat, clutching it sadly.
“What’s wrong?” Junsu asked.
The boy tapped his throat dejectedly, mouth firmly shut.
“You… can’t talk?”
The boy nodded.
“Oh…” Junsu whispered. “Then… I guess you’re not who I thought… Sorry.”
The boy flailed his arms, apparently trying to get attention, and fell off the rock in the process.
“Crap! Are you okay!?” Junsu exclaimed, kneeling down to help the fallen boy.
He nodded, standing up shakily and brushing down his… sail. He kept a tight grip on Junsu’s hand though, and looked at the other pleadingly.
Thinking that he understood, Junsu asked, “Would you like to come with me? We can give you proper clothes and things… I can help you, if you want.”
Squeezing Junsu’s hand, the boy nodded again and smiled softly.
★ ★ ★
“So, Junsu, I hear that we have a guest,” Old Man grinned. “And I hear that he’s quite dashing… He isn’t the boy who rescued you though, is he?”
“He’s not, no,” Junsu said. “It’s odd though - they look so similar…”
“Well, I’m still not entirely convinced of this mystery rescuer, and as this boy is obviously quite real, I suggest that you perhaps focus on him instead.”
“He’s real, Old Man. He’s real, and I’ll find him, and we shall live happily ever after,” Junsu affirmed.
“You’re awfully attached to this fellow after only ‘seeing’ him for a brief moment yesterday morning.”
“Yes, well, love at first sight happens like that…” Junsu trailed off as the door to the dining room opened and a truly gorgeous creature walked in.
Yoochun had been washed and bathed and the sail had been discarded of appropriately (it had been burnt. R.I.P. sail). The new-man was now dressed as a proper prince should be; trousers tucked into long socks, shoes with an ugly buckle, a fitted white shirt with ruffley sleeves and a waistcoat. His hair had been tied back with a ribbon, dark tendrils still curling around his face.
Junsu thought that he was absolutely stunning. And that forehead… Wow.
Yoochun (remember, now - Junsu still doesn’t know that he’s called Yoochun, but for the sake of convenience, I shall be referring to him by name) took his seat at the table, to the left of Junsu and opposite Old Man. He smiled at them both, thrilled to be eating with the handsome human. Junsu, that is - Old Man wasn’t overly attractive, unless you go in for wrinkles and such.
Their food was set in front of them, and when Yoochun caught sight of the spifflewand (a.k.a. a fork) his expression turned fearful, thinking that he was suddenly going to be tortured. He was extremely baffled, then, when Junsu and Old Man casually picked up their spifflewands and started stabbing their food instead of him. The vegetables were already dead - what good would it do to torture them?
Not wanting to seem odd, Yoochun also began eating with the spifflewand, thinking that it really was much more simple to eat with one’s hands. Humans were more interesting than he’d thought…
After diner, Old Man got out something that Yoochun recognised to be a gwneuthurwr cerddoriaeth (but most of us would know to be a pipe). Excited, the new-man reached across the table, snatching it out of Old Man’s hands. He quickly blew into it, expecting the music that Jinki had promised, only to send a cloud of ash straight into Old Man’s face.
Junsu burst out laughing whilst Yoochun looked at the object in confusion. He was certain that it was a music maker… He figured that it must be faulty and gave it back to Old Man with an apologetic shrug.
As Old Man cleaned himself up he smiled and said, “You know Junsu, I’ve not heard you laugh like that in quite a while… It seems that this young man is having quiet an effect, hm?”
Yoochun blushed, delighted to be the one to make the (other) handsome prince happy (even if the ‘eu kyang kyang’ sound had rather startled him at first).
Junsu regarded Yoochun, the corners of his lips still twitching up. “I guess so…”
“Why not take him on a tour of the kingdom?” Old Man suggested. Turning to Yoochun, he asked, “You’d like, that, wouldn’t you?”
The new-man nodded enthusiastically, much like a nodding-dog. He wasn’t far off a lolling tongue, either.
“Okay then,” Junsu grinned. “We’ll go tomorrow. I look forwards to it.”
★ ★ ★
Later that night, Yoochun was standing on the balcony of the room that he’d been given, gazing out at the sea. He knew that Yunho and Changmin were nearby, keeping watch over him and making sure that he was okay. He thought that his dad would probably be missing Yunho (or, more specifically, his amazingly hot, mouth-watering abs… And possibly his nipples, too), but since he was still pissed at his dad, he was kind of happy about that.
Yoochun glanced down to the garden below and was greeted with the adorable sight of Junsu playing with Xiahki. The dog was jumping around his master, barking excitedly, whilst Junsu teased him. Yoochun smiled at the scene but became flustered quickly when Junsu looked up and they locked eyes.
An intense moment passed before Junsu broke into a grin and waved at the new-man.
Yoochun gave a small wave back, biting his lip. He smiled shyly and swiftly slipped back into his room, closing the balcony doors. He desperately wanted to squee, so it was probably a good thing that he currently had no voice.
He thought back to what Yunho had told him that morning, about how he needed to develop a plan to make Junsu fall in love and kiss him. He was to flirt shamelessly, but Yoochun wasn’t really sure how that would work when he had no voice. It’s not like he could suddenly start sucking Junsu’s nipples or anything…
Or could he?
★ ★ ★
Deep beneath the sea, in a particular gold swirly castle, King Jaejoong was informed that there was still no sign of Yoochun, nor of Yunho.
He felt terribly guilty, thinking that he’d probably been too harsh on his son. He hated the thought that he’d driven him away, but again, instead of actually searching for him himself, he was merely waiting in the palace for his son to come home.
He assumed that Yunho was looking after Yoochun, which he was grateful for, but that didn’t mean that the composer wouldn’t get a thorough spanking when he got back… King Jaejoong was quite looking forwards to it.
Every cloud has a silver lining, huh?
★ ★ ★
The next morning (well, afternoon - Yoochun liked to sleep in) Prince Junsu took the mysterious young man on a tour of his kingdom, as promised. They hopped in a carriage, pulled by an awesome horse named Horace (oh yes, I do cross-overs), and off they went.
The day was filled with laughs (okay, so just Junsu’s laugh - if it can be called a laugh - as Yoochun was still mute) and frolics, dancing in the square and pulling faces at children. Both were having a wonderful time, but there was always something in the back of Yoochun’s mind - he needed Junsu to kiss him. So far, there had been no progress.
He had caught the human watching him many times, and he always had the same expression that his dad did when Yunho was around, but nothing had happened. Junsu would just smile and look away. It was driving Yoochun crazy…
In the evening they went for a romantic boat ride, Junsu manning the oars and Yoochun just sitting pretty, which he was quite accomplished at. Yoochun thought that it was the perfect setting for True Love’s kiss and couldn’t wait for Junsu to ravish his mouth.
Interestingly, he had discovered that his whoopledip tended to tingle when he thought about kissing Junsu, and when he’d awoken that morning it had been much larger than he remembered. He supposed that it was some innate thing to ward off danger in his sleep - humans sure were fascinating.
Unknown to the two in the boat, Yunho had tracked Prince Yoochun’s whereabouts (because the king would abuse him even more otherwise, and there was only so much his poor nipples could take) and was now swimming close to them. Much like Yoochun, he was desperate for Junsu to kiss the new-man. Drawing on his natural talents (and by that I mean his music ability, not his deliciously firm sculpted abs) he helped set the right mood.
As the boat floated under the leaves of a large willow tree (I don’t know why there was a willow tree in the middle of a lagoon either - just accept it, okay?), the surrounding animals began to create beautiful music. Yunho conducted them all wonderfully, but sadly singing animals rather freaked Junsu out a bit.
“So, um, I’ve had a really nice day with you,” the human said, smiling shyly.
Yoochun grinned widely, nodding and pointing at himself.
“You did too? I’m glad.”
The two glanced at each other from under their eyelashes, blushing. Yoochun bit his lip before locking eyes with Junsu. Gazes fixed, they began to lean towards each other subconsciously. However, when Junsu realised what he was doing he quickly drew back, embarrassed.
“It’s… strange, that I’ve had this much fun with you and I don’t even know your name,” Junsu murmured. “Should I try guessing?”
Yoochun smiled happily, signalling the other to have a go at it.
“Okay, let’s see… Um… Kibum?”
The new-man shook his head no, still smiling softly.
“How about… Donghae?”
Another shake.
“Siwon? Hyukjae? Heechul? Ryeowook? Sungmin?”
Yoochun rolled his eyes and shook his head. It sounded more like Junsu was naming boy-band members than trying to guess what he was called.
“Go Mi Nam!” Junsu cried, pointing at him.
Yoochun just raised a sceptical eyebrow, confused at where that had come from.
“Still no, huh? Um…” Junsu bit his lip as he thought, and it really made Yoochun want to lean over and kiss him. Maybe bite the lip himself…
Junsu thought that he heard a whisper of something and murmured, “Yoochun?”
The new-man flailed his arms, grinning widely and nodding frantically.
“Yoochun?” Junsu repeated. “That’s your name?” As the nodding continued, Junsu smiled. “Yoochun… I like it.”
Under the water, Yunho smirked to himself.
The younger boy beamed and Junsu was instantly drawn in. He couldn’t stop himself as he leant towards the other, but thankfully Yoochun was leaning in too. They were going to kiss - he could feel it. Their eyes fluttered closed, hearts beating rapidly, breaths coming in small pants.
Their lips were only an inch apart… And then…
SeungSeung came along and tipped the boat over, sending the two plummeting into the freezing water. They came up spluttering, gasping, and mutually decided (well, Junsu asked and Yoochun nodded in agreement) that it was best to go back to the palace, lest they catch the dreaded man-flu. Being men, they were more susceptible to it, after all.
G-Dragon had been watching the whole thing via SeungSeung’s glowing eyes and couldn’t believe that Junsu was actually about to kiss Yoochun. How did the merman get so far so fast!? He must take after his dad… Whore.
The creature realised that he was going to have to step in. If Yoochun actually managed to get the human to kiss him then he would have no hold over King Jaejoong. However, if Yoochun became his property then Jaejoong would have no choice but to surrender to his demands.
Smirking, G-Dragon grasped the evil-looking smiley face and whispered some words in an ancient, dying language. Amazingly, those words somehow made the dragon transform into a human - an adorable human, at that. Since he was a creature of magic though, unlike Yoochun, he was able to stay under the water just fine.
G-Dragon believed his human form to be quite gangsta, but he was sadly mistaken; he was ridiculously cute, and in no way intimidating. He smirked at his reflection anyway, watching as the badge glowed. This was sure to work.
★ ★ ★
“So,” Old Man said, grinning at Junsu. “Did you have a nice day?”
The prince blushed. “I did. Yoochun’s sweet. Even if he doesn’t have much to say, there’s something about him…”
“And best of all, he’s real,” Old Man nodded. “He’s not someone you dreamt up when you were half dead - he’s here, and he seems quite interested in you.”
Junsu’s blush deepened, knowing that Old Man was right. The way that Yoochun had been looking at him… And the fact that they almost kissed… Plus, the fact that Yoochun had been paying excessive attention to his butt made him think that the young man would quite like to be with him… intimately. Junsu certainly wasn’t opposed to that.
He bid good night to Old Man, planning to visit Yoochun’s room. He smiled nervously to himself. He was going to do it… He was going to ask the other to be his.
However, when he stepped outside he heard an enchanting voice.
As in, the voice was literally enchanting him; G-Dragon, in his human form, was walking just outside of the palace grounds, the evil glowing smiley badge giving him Yoochun’s voice.
When Junsu heard it he was automatically caught up, eyes whipping to the adorable male.
G-Dragon merely smirked.
★ ★ ★
“Chunnie!” Jinki called, swooping (unlike Yunho and Changmin had been, Jinki actually was swooping, since he had wings, being a bird and all) into the new-man’s bedroom. “Chunnie, I just heard! Congratulations, dear!”
Yoochun opened his eyes groggily, not pleased at the wake-up call. He glared at Jinki, one eyebrow raised, a silent demand for the gull to continue.
Jinki just cocked his head though, not understanding what Yoochun wanted.
The new-man sighed, wishing that Yunho or Changmin were there to help. He rolled his eyes and waved his hands, hoping that Jinki would explain why congratulations were in order.
After another minute or two of silent staring, the bird finally seemed to get the hint.
“Oh, right! The wedding! Congratulations on the wedding, Chunnie! I have to admit, I didn’t think that two men could get married - in fact, I thought homosexuality was illegal… But, whatever. Junsu’s the prince, and he can do what he likes, I suppose.”
Yoochun’s eyes widened, mouth dropping open in shock.
“Junsu?” He mouthed. “Wedding… Oh my God!”
Jinki tilted his head again. “Is that your speech? A lovely tribute to your fishy roots, but it’s a bit hard to understand…”
Yoochun ignored the gull, jumping out of bed and rushing around the room in an excited panic. He ran his fingers through his hair, making it at least semi-decent before dashing outside, intent on finding Junsu and kissing the life out of him.
Hearing voices, he skidded to a halt at the top of the stairs, about to descend. The words spoken made him halt though and he glanced down, confused.
“Well, Junsu, I must apologise!” Old Man was saying. “It seems that your Mystery Man is indeed real… So sorry, Jiyong, but the way Junsu described it, I didn’t think that you could possibly exist.”
The man standing next to Junsu smiled impishly.
“Old Man, is everything set? I know that getting married this evening is a little sudden, but I can’t wait…” Junsu said, voice strangely monotone.
Yoochun’s heart broke at those words, his body suddenly cold. He slowly walked back to his room, silent tears spilling over his cheeks. Tonight, Junsu would be wed… And Yoochun would be alone, forever.
★ ★ ★
That evening, Yoochun sat forlornly on the dock, watching as his love sailed off with another man. He didn’t think that he could cry anymore, but tears still ran down his cheeks, the salty liquid only reminding him of what he’d given up for Junsu.
Yunho and Changmin were in the water next to him, neither knowing what to say, but trying to comfort him with their presence alone.
Jinki was flying overhead, surprised when he heard a voice that sounded a lot like Yoochun’s. He followed it, thoroughly baffled. Junsu was marrying someone else, wasn’t he? So Yoochun shouldn’t have his voice back…
The voice was coming from the ship where the royal wedding was to take place, further confusing the bird. Wasn’t Yoochun still on the dock…?
He peered in through a window, surprised when he saw Prince Junsu’s soon-to-be husband. The man was dancing around and singing about lollipops, dressed in one of the most outrageous outfits that Jinki had ever seen - and he’d seen a lot of outrageous outfits.
When the man stopped dancing to preen, looking at himself in the mirror, Jinki almost pooped himself from shock. Of course, being a gull it didn’t take much for him to poop, but still; what he saw was pretty shocking.
The man was in fact G-Dragon! The Sea Dragon!
Yes, I realise that you probably guessed this, but bear in mind that Jinki doesn’t know everything that you do - he’s only a cute little gull, after all. Cut him some slack.
In any case, once Jinki saw this he quickly took off, flying as fast as his wings could carry him. He went straight to the dock, gasping out his story to the mermen and Yoochun.
Yunho immediately snapped into authority mode, hope that his nipples may survive returning. He didn’t want to sacrifice them if he didn’t have to! He ordered Jinki to stall the wedding in any way possible, calling upon the help of other creatures if necessary. As the gull took off he turned to Changmin, telling him to take Yoochun to the boat as fast as possible.
“What about you?” Changmin asked, already wrapping Yoochun’s arms around his neck and his legs around his waist, piggy-back style.
“I’m going to get the king,” Yunho said bravely before diving underwater, tail-fin flapping.
On the ship, things were progressing rapidly. Junsu and Jiyong (well, G-Dragon masquerading as Jiyong) were walking down the aisle, arms linked. Junsu’s expression was strangely blank, whilst the smaller man was smirking. He still looked cute though, despite his intentions; he just couldn’t escape it.
Xiahki, most awesome dog that he is, growled lowly at G-Dragon as he passed. The creature ignored it, continuing to walk all gangsta-like. It really did look a bit odd, what with how adorable he was.
Having reached the alter, the captain began the ceremony, but it was suddenly interrupted with the arrival of Jinki and some other shiny critters. Seals and starfish and other birds flung themselves onto the deck, most of them attacking Jiyong.
The magical creature squealed, demonstrating how un-gangsta he was, whilst Junsu just watched, still enchanted.
Changmin and Yoochun arrived then, the merman helping his friend to climb up the side of the ship. He marvelled at the melee, wary of the spifflewands flying around.
G-Dragon caught sight of him and his eyes darkened. He flung the animals off and began to stalk towards the new-man.
Afraid, Yoochun did the first thing that he could think of; he pulled his trousers and pants down, lifted his shirt up and started shaking his hips from side-to-side. His whoopledip was making quite a threatening sound in his opinion. He understood why this was supposed to deter predators.
Indeed, movement on the ship ceased, everybody staring at Yoochun with wide eyes.
The new-man grinned, pleased that he’d managed to stop the chaos. He shook harder, hoping to make G-Dragon back off completely. The creature winced at the thwacking sound - apparently it was working!
Jinki, noticing that all attention was on Yoochun, quickly headed for G-Dragon and snatched the evil glowing smiley badge off his jacket. He dropped it just as someone stepped back from the shock of Yoochun’s display and it was effectively crushed.
“No!” G-Dragon exclaimed, glaring at the broken pieces angrily.
Yoochun felt a strange sensation in his throat and his shaking faltered for a moment.
The badge braking also released Junsu from its spell, and the prince came to his senses to see the guy that he rather liked waving his penis about for all to see.
“Yoochun, what the hell are you doing!?” Junsu cried, running over to the other in an attempt to cover him up.
“Junsu!” Yoochun gasped, startled. “Oh my God, I can speak again!”
“Your… Your voice! It was you who rescued me!”
“Of course.” Yoochun rolled his eyes, bending down and pulling his clothes back into place, confident that the immediate danger had been averted. He must remember that whoopledip trick… Could come in handy.
(Heh… Come… In handy…).
“I… I want to be with you…” Junsu whispered, leaning closer to Yoochun.
However, the sun set just before their lips could touch, a purple line flashing across the horizon.
Yoochun cried out and went limp in Junsu’s arms, his legs suddenly feeling like jelly. He looked down, and to his surprise found that they were not jelly, but that he once more had a tail-fin.
“Hah, yo’ too lay, yo!” Jiyong shouted happily. “Now yo’ mine, Prince.” He shifted back into his dragon form, alarming the other people on the ship. Gripping Yoochun under one arm, he jumped off the ship, taking them both down to the bottom of the sea.
Yoochun struggled the whole way down, but there’s not much you can do against a dragon, really (not unless you’re a Dragon Lord, but that’s a whole other story, in a different land of myth and time of magic).
When they reached G-Dragon’s cave, Yoochun was instantly transformed into a gross little wiggly grey-brown thing, quite different to the dashing young merman he had been before. G-Dragon laughed maniacally and sat back to wait for King Jaejoong to arrive.
He didn’t have to wait long, for Yunho had notified the king of the situation as promised. (And, on a side note, his nipples will live to see another day. They may be a little worse-for-wear, but that’s only to be expected).
“Gay-Dragon! Release my son immediately!” King Jaejoong roared, pointing his trident at the magical creature menacingly.
“’kay.” G-Dragon shrugged.
Jaejoong lowered his trident slightly, shocked. “Wh- Really?”
“Yeah.” G-Dragon shrugged again. “In esschan’e fo' you, tha’ is. You become mine, an’ ‘e goes free.”
The king glared, hatred for the creature growing. However, Yoochun was his son, and he would do anything for him. “Okay.”
G-Dragon smirked. With a wave of his hand, Yoochun transformed back into a gorgeous merman, whilst Jaejoong shrunk down into an icky thing, much like Yoochun had been.
Yunho looked down at him, emotions conflicting. On the one hand, his nipples wouldn’t be abused now, but on the other hand… His nipples wouldn’t be abused now. It was hard to know what to feel.
Jaejoong’s lovely gold crown (he’d rhinestoned it himself) and trident fell to the ocean floor, only to picked up reverently by G-Dragon.
“They’re mine,” he murmured, placing the crown on his head. “All mine… And now I, G-D, rule all the seas! Mwahahaha!”
Above the surface, without anyone knowing, Prince Junsu had been rowing a little boat out in an attempt to rescue his newfound love. I know what you’re thinking - what could he possibly do? But, he was equipped with a spear, so he wasn’t totally useless. He slipped into the water and hurled said spear, somehow managing to strike one of G-Dragon’s stubby arms.
The creature roared, enraged, and his eels swam straight for the human, trapping him under the waves. G-Dragon raised the trident, aiming it straight for Junsu’s chest.
However, Yunho and Changmin (of course Changmin was there too - just because I haven’t mentioned him until now doesn’t mean that he was elsewhere, doing nothing) quickly raced towards the three, helping Junsu escape just as a bolt of Magical Trident Light headed for them.
As everyone had moved around, it meant that the eels were the ones zapped instead, and they exploded in a flash of eely guts. Just like that, SeungSeung were no more.
G-Dragon screamed (again, so not gangsta), more than a little pissed off, and began to grow to a ridiculous size. He burst out of the top of the water with an almighty roar.
“Shit.” Yoochun gulped, looking at the creature. He swam to Junsu’s boat, which the human was clinging on to. “Junsu, you have to leave - it’s not safe for you here!”
“Yoochun, I’m not going to leave you,” Junsu told him, reaching out a hand to caress the younger’s cheek. Yes, they’re still tender in the midst of a crisis - it’s a boys-love story, it wouldn’t be complete without some sap, so shh.
“Oi, don’ fo’geh me now,” G-Dragon sneered.
He dipped the tip of the trident into the water and began to twirl it around, creating a whirlpool. The current was so forceful that ship-wrecks buried deep beneath the surface rose up, floating on top of the water.
Junsu lost his hold on his mini-boat, the waves too strong for him, but he managed to grasp a rope from one of the wrecks. Using his impressive arm muscles he climbed up onto the deck, struggling to stand on the fast-moving ship.
However, whilst Junsu went up, Yoochun went down (and no, I don’t mean like that - I did mention the crisis, did I not? Sap may be acceptable, but smut has no place in this situation). He was tossed out of the water and fell to the ocean floor in the eye of the whirlpool.
G-Dragon grinned wickedly, aiming his trident at the comparatively small merman. He shot bolt after bolt of Magical Trident Light, but Yoochun kept wriggling around, avoiding the hits.
The prince wished that he had a whoopledip again - that would sure come in handy right about now…
(Heh… Come… In handy… Again).
He may not have had a whoopledip, but he did have a Junsu. Oh yes, the human prince wasn’t just waiting around idly on that ship - he was trying to be a hero. And a hero he became, when he managed to steer the ship straight into G-Dragon.
The broken mast pierced the creature straight through, eliciting a horrifying, blood-curdling scream. And then, with a burst of light and a big bang, the sea dragon was no more.
The water flowed back into place, the royal crown and trident falling to the seabed below. As they touched down, Magical Trident Light shot out to transform all those horrible little creatures back into the mer-people they once were, including King Jaejoong.
Noticing that Prince Yoochun was no where to be seen, King Jaejoong and Yunho swam to the surface, guessing that he may be checking on the human boy.
That was indeed the case - Yoochun was floating just off shore, watching Junsu rest on the sand. The human was breathing heavily, exhausted. Yoochun gazed at him longingly, desire evident on his face.
King Jaejoong sighed. “He really does love him, doesn’t he?” He asked Yunho.
The composer nodded, not wanting to say anything that may anger the other.
“I’m going to miss him…”
Yunho turned sharply to look at the king. He wasn’t saying what he thought he was saying… Was he?
Yunho’s query was answered as Jaejoong sent a small bolt of Magical Trident Light through the water. It swirled around Prince Yoochun, who looked back at his father in confusion. King Jaejoong merely smiled sadly and nodded in Junsu’s direction.
Still with the water swirling around him, Yoochun moved towards the shore, walking up the sand. Yes, walking. King Jaejoong gave him legs. He really is a lovely dad…
“Wh-what the hell is this!?”
For the most part, anyway.
“It’s a dress, Yoochun,” King Jaejoong called to his son.
“But, I saw girls wearing these things! I’m a guy!”
The king shrugged. “I thought it was pretty.”
Yoochun scowled and pouted, folding his arms across his chest.
“Yoochun…?”
The new-man (yup, he’s back to being one of them) turned his head and found Junsu standing in front of him, an awed expression on his adorable face. Yoochun smiled shyly.
“You…”
“I’m human.”
Junsu grinned widely and leapt forwards, slamming his lips onto Yoochun’s. The younger squeaked but wrapped his arms around the other, one hand sneaking down to squeeze Junsu’s squishy butt.
“I love you…”
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Quicker than you can say Llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwllllantysiliogogogoch, Prince Junsu and Prince Yoochun were on board a ship, tying the figurative knot. Yoochun was sad to leave Changmin, and even his dad and Yunho, but in stories like this, everything is sacrificed for True Love.
Before the wedding, Junsu had explained what a whoopledip actually was and what it should be used for, and Yoochun was impatient to try it out. It sure sounded fun! He leant over to kiss his husband (not that Yoochun was the wife - how do you get a wife if there’s no woman?), whispering his love for the other.
King Jaejoong wiped a tear from his eye, sad but proud to see his little boy married. He, like Jinki, had also thought that such things were illegal on land, but… It’s a boys-love story, anything can happen. He waved his trident, a beautiful rainbow appearing over the sea.
The two lovers kissed once more, sailing under the huge symbol of gayness, and lived happily ever after~
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