Strong Wigglies in the Tinky-Winky (1/?)
Junsu/Yoochun, DBSK
PG-13 (NC-17?): humor/fluff/crack/mpreg
2,640 words
Something impossible just occured that might turn the Dong-Bang household upside down.
Author's Note: This has been sitting around my laptop for a while so I thought I should maybe share it.
“Oh god. Oh-Oh god, Yoochun!” He couldn’t take it anymore. His body shivered heavily under Yoochun’s embrace as he fell back on the bed. Junsu nibbled on Yoochun’s shoulder as he tried to control his heavy breathing
Yoochun giggled softly and tried to turn Junsu’s body over, topping him. “Good, huh?”
The younger man continued to pant with a wide wicked grin. “Oh yeah. Didn’t know you could do all those sorts of things.”
“Well, I thought it was finally time for me to show you my inner prowess.”
Junsu snorted. “Right. Of course.”
“Shut up. You know it was good.”
“Yea, I guess it was. If only Micky Jr. down there wasn’t so tiny…then maybe…” Junsu slid next to Yoochun as he glanced quickly down between Yoochun’s legs.
Yoochun gawked, and nearly choked at what he was hearing. “Oh no. Don’t you dare. I take pride in my best friend!”
Junsu laughed and proceeded to get up from bed. “Whatever. Hmm, you know, they do have those growth pill thingies. Try it, babe.”
The poor man propped himself up on his elbows as he stared down at his buddy as Junsu left to go to the bathroom. He softly patted himself with the blanket still in between. “It’s ok bud. We both know he likes it.”
“I heard that!”
Chun grinned.
-
“Urgh. What sickos! Seven at night and they’re busy fucking each other?!” Jaejoong was getting ready for dinner while Changmin and Yunho sat at the dinner table laughing.
Yunho tried to control his laughter. “Jae, dude, calm down. You know how those two can get.”
“But still…! Sickos! And right before dinner too. I don’t think I’ll be able to look at them in the eye.”
“Gee, how dramatic hyung. I think someone over here is jealous because he’s not getting any.”
There was no need for anymore words. Jae looked up and fixed on the wickedest glare possible. Changmin, meanwhile, just sat there with his innocent smile.
“What? You know it’s true.” He pushed on with the teasing.
“Hmm, I guess you’re right…” Yunho choked, guilt in his eyes. “And I’m also guessing that you don’t want food tonight, huh?”
Changmin’s mouth formed on ‘o’ of understanding with what his hyung was trying to get across. “Ah, got it. Got it.”
-
Junsu walked out of the bathroom with just his boxers on. He yawned loudly and stretched during the process. What a sight that was.
Yoochun whistled. “S-line…”
Junsu winked and walked closer. Oh, fuck, Yoochun thought. Su was already undressed, and yet Yoochun was still trying to undress him further with his eyes.
“Uh, hello? Earth to Yoochun!” Junsu snapped his fingers in front of Yoochun, who still had his eyes fixed on Su’s special friend.
“Alright. You’ve seen all this earlier. Now get up! Dinner’s ready. Man, I’m hungry as heck!” Not even waiting for Yoochun, he walked towards the door, grabbing his shirt on the way.
-
“HEY! What’d I tell you?! NO FOOD!” Jaejoong had his delicate hands placed on his very slim hips. He was sporting a pout. A very cute pout.
“But I-“
“Good morning!” Changmin was cut off with Junsu’s very very early greeting of “good morning”.
Jaejoong coughed, then choked, then gagged. “Ew.”
“What?”
“Don’t what me. Where’s your fuck buddy?”
“HEY! Don’t call him that!”
“Yah, yah, whatever. Get over here and sit down.”
Junsu followed like a lost puppy. He sat down. Yoochun finally decided to come out of the room with his super red flushed cheeks.
“Well, hello there Mr. Rainbow Man! Glad you decided to show up…” Jaejoong kept going at it.
“Shut up. You’re gayer than Barney re-colored with the rainbow colors.”
That shut him up. At least for now. They were starting dinner…well about to, when Junsu decided he was going to run across the room all the way to the bathroom accompanying his loud feet with the banging of the door.
“What happened to him?” Yunho had a look of concern.
All eyes were fixed on Yoochun. He raised his hands up on defeat. “Hey! It wasn’t me. I swear. I didn’t do anything!”
“Right, and I’m not the smartest member in this group.” All eyes now were fixed on Changmin. He probably shouldn’t say anything anymore.
-
Junsu came back out, wiping the sides of his lips on the way. He looked…funny. Just funny today.
Yoochun stood up from his chair and assisted Junsu back to the table. Rubbing his back gently, he smiled softly.
“Awww. How sweet!” Jaejoong gagged. Yeah, ok, I’m jealous.
“What’s wrong, honey? Did you eat anything?”
Smack! Trying to be nice gets him a smack on the head. “Stupid. We haven’t even started eating yet. But I don’t know what’s wrong with me. Lately I’ve just been feeling nauseous and I feel like vomiting all the time. Oh, and my tits are definitely feeling funky. And that’s without the sex.”
“Oh. That does sound bad.” Changmin rolled his eyes, sarcasm clear in his voice.
Smack! Seems like a lot of smacking is happening in the Dong Bang household. “Shut up, Min.” Yunho decided he should finally join in on the conversation.
“Hmm, maybe its nothing. A disease maybe? A bug? Who knows. We get lots and lots of germs from those crazy fans who jump at us whenever they could.”
Jaejoong rolled his eyes. “Oh, please. Yes, they do act like a bunch of loose chimpanzees but I don’t think it’s possible.” Jae has always been a very pro-fan person.
“Hey, remember that one time that that grandmother completely sneezed and coughed on my face?! Dude, I was sick for a whole week because of her!”
“Nu, uh.” Jaejoong wasn’t gonna give up.
The rising voices and blabbing going on in one corner of the room greatly irritated the all mighty Kim Junsu. “Would you two please stop it?!?”
Everyone froze, then stared at the direction of that high pitched voice. The man pouted, which soon was accompanied with very liquidy eyes.
“Oh no. He’s gonna blow! Everyone duck!”
Forget it. Now everything’s all over. With just one smart remark from the great Changmin, Junsu was now crying as loud as possible as he clung to Yoochun’s shoulder. Everything was wet. All wet.
Yoochun looked at his hyungs for help while mouthing, Eww, gross. I’ve got snot all over me!
This is all your fault, Min. You and you’re freaking loud mouth! Changmin laughed silently as he clutched his stomach with full force.
“Oh man, this is great.”
“Be quiet! Junsu, I’m sorry. Please stop crying.” Yoochun tried to soothe his baby down. Lifting his hand up to Junsu’s cheek, he turned the younger man’s head towards him. He planted a soft kiss on his lips hoping that would coax him
“You fucking bastard!” Yoochun’s eyes nearly popped out from their sockets. Junsu just bitch slapped him. And bitch slapped him hard too. “What’d I do now?”
Changmin tried to stealthily walk away from the table as Yoochun and Junsu argued. This greatly amused him. Hmm, where’d I put that camera? It wasn’t world domination he was thinking about, just spreading YooSu love. That’s all.
“What’d you do? Fucking bastard! We just had sex and now you want to get in my pants again? What is wrong with you?!”
“What-I…What? I didn’t even do anything!”
Junsu’s has had enough of it. After kicking Yoochun’s chair down (leaving him sprawled all over the floor), he stomped off to his room, banging the door for the final effect.
“What the heck was that?”
Yunho and Jaejoong stared at him with wide-eyes. Both shared an amused look. No idea. But where was Changmin?
Hahahaha. World domination! Oh wait- where’s that stupid camera?
-
They let Junsu go. They waited and waited until he decided to come out of the room. And, well, he did. Eventually.
“YOOCHUN!” He whistled his lover’s name as loudly as he could, which echoed throughout the entire house.
Like the slave that he was, Yoochun scampered off to who was calling his name. Panting, “Ye-Yes, hun? What can I do for you?”
Junsu smiled. “Umm, I want french-fries dipped in strawberry milkshake with salmon fish and soy sauce on another plate. Oh, and I fee like drinking, umm, juice. Watermelon juice to be exact!”
His face lit up as soon as he finished his little menu. Yoochun, on the other hand, gave a grim look. “Whoa, whoa, whoa. Wait a sec. Why exactly do you want to eat that? And we don’t have salmon. Or watermelon juice. I didn’t even think that exists.”
Yoochun tilted his head sideways, unaware of the pool of tears he was about to drown in. “Bu-But, but I WANT THEM!”
No use arguing with him. Yes ma’am.
-
“Hyung, I think Junsu needs help. He’s acting a bit cuckoo at the moment. He’s treating me like a slave! And he keeps on asking for weird dishes!” Yoochun slumped down on the sofa next to Yunho. He was busy watching television at the moment, not listening at all.
“Wait, what?”
“Listen to me! Junsu needs help! There’s something wrong…” His voice trailed with concern.
“Yah, whatever, okay I got it. You call the doctor or do something.”
“Gee, way to help there. Thanks.”
“Oh, no problem.”
“Shut up.”
“Oh wait. One, you already are Junsu’s slave, his bitch to be exact, and two, he already eats weird things. So based on my calculations…he’s perfectly normal!”
Yoochun just walked away. Walked away as far as possible because there’s no use talking to Yunho. As much as he is the so called “leader” of the group, sometimes it seems like he’s the youngest.
-
“Junsu? Honey, where are you?”
Yoochun set up an appointment for the doctors. It was time they got help from the professionals.
“Honey? Where are you?”
He looked around. Where the heck was that man? Finally, the sound of a certain whimpering caught his attention. There, in the corner of the bed, halfway under the blankets, Junsu sat with a dolphin stuffed-toy animal tucked tightly in his arms. He was crying. Again.
Yoochun ran to him and dove underneath the blanket. Peeking in he tried to get Junsu’s attention. “Su-yah, what’s wrong?”
“I-I…I love this drama!”
“What?” Chun looked up. Junsu was crying because of a drama he was watching?
“What’s been going on with you? Now you’re crying because of the drama”
Junsu nodded like a little boy with that cute little pout and those puppy dog eyes. “It-It’s so sad.”
Yoochun shook his head. “Get up, you have a doctor’s appointment.”
“I don’t want to!” Nope, he was going. And Yoochun was willing to drag him if that’s what he needed to do. And dragging he went.
-
They came home two hours later with a very tired looking Yoochun with Junsu who was busy licking that ice cream cone, which barely made it as it melted in his hand. He looked very happy.
“Hey, Yoochun, what’s wrong? How’d it go?” Yunho’s concerned voice erupted in the once quiet living room as the three of them waited patiently.
Before Yoochun could even talk, Junsu decided he wanted to tell everyone. “I’m pregnant!”
Yoochun looked down shaking his head. Yunho stood in disbelief. Jaejoong on the other hand, fell of the chair and was now unconscious after hitting his head on the coffee table. Changmin…was nowhere to be found at the moment.
-
“Congratulations! Mr. Park and Mr. Kim, you are soon going to be proud parents!” The doctor beamed happily at the two.
Yoochun choked on his own saliva. “Wait, what? Pregnant? Who? Me or him?”
“Mr. Park we never did a test on you. Mr. Kim over here is expecting. He’s two months along based on our calculations.”
“But that’s not possible. He’s a guy, I’m a guy.”
“So are you admitting that YOU caused this Mr. Park?”
“Hey! That’s none of your business.”
“Ah, I’m sorry. But yes, it was impossible…till now. This should go in the Guinness World Book of Records in my opinion.”
“Wait a second, aren’t we supposed to be talking about his pregnancy here?”
“Oh, yes. I’m sorry again. Mr. Kim is two months pregnant so expect early morning sickness and cravings and a slight change of mood.”
“Don’t worry, we’ve already experienced that.”
“Don’t let him get too tired and make sure he eats healthy food. Always follow what he wants. Trust me, pregnant ladies…or men in your case, are dangerous people to piss off.”
Yoochun sighed. He looked at Junsu who seemed to be very interested with the medical supplies on the nearby counter. “Are you sure it’s mood changes and not brain shrinkage? He’s acting more like a kid.”
“It’s fine Mr. Park. Just take him home and make sure he gets lots of rest.”
“Junsu, did you hear that? We’re two months along babe!”
“And he also said that you should follow whatever I say, right?” Puppy dog eyes and a pout. It always works.
Sighing, Yoochun nodded his head. “Yes babe.”
-
Yoochun sat slumped on the couch, sandwiched between Jaejoong and Yunho with their prying eyes burning through his skin. Ouch.
“How did this happen? How is this possible? I mean I know we’ve always thought that you wore the pants in the relationship, although it was hard to decide, but you’re a guy and he’s a guy.” Jaejoong sat staring aimlessly at the wall with his head tilted, still trying to figure out what on earth has been happening.
Slowly turning his head to his right, Yoochun glared at the lost young man. “No shit sherlock.”
“Wow, you must have some strong wigglies in your tinky-winky Chunnie.” Yunho held a grin wider than Joker’s from the Batman.
“I don’t know whether to take that as a compliment or not…”
“I think you should. I mean if mine were like that, Jae would have been pregnant a long time ago.”
What the f-? Chun and Jae both turned their heads towards Yunho with each of their palms claiming territory on one side of his beautiful face. Red palm marks, beautiful.
“What?!”
“How could you think that right now? We’ve got a crisis here. My babe is pregnant!”
“Yes, we know. He told us.”
“Whatever. You two are no help whatsoever!” Yoochun sighed, then got up to look for Junsu as he passed by Changmin’s room.
Peeking in, he saw Changmin hunched over his laptop. Why does the camera have to act up now? My time is limited. I can smell victory at the tip of my nose. Mwahahahaha!
Yoochun slowly inched backwards, away from the doors that protected him and the others from Changmin’s evil plans. He needed to head back to Junsu before something goes wrong again.
-
“Junsu-yah? Babe?” Chun marched through their bedroom doors only to meet a peacefully sleeping Junsu on the bed.
Tucked underneath about only half of the covers, Junsu slept soundly with his stuffed animal finding comfort in his arms. Yoochun edged over and hovered over the boy. Placing his finger on Junsu’s forehead, he began tracing those soft features that have enamored him all these years.
It’s gonna be a long year for us and it’ll probably take some getting used to, but I’m sure we can handle this Su-yah. Hopefully the baby takes after you though.
Yoochun reached for the corner of the blanket and tugged the rest of it over Junsu’s body. He can’t afford to have his baby cold. Slipping under it over on the other side of the bed, he crawled over to Junsu’s warm frame and placed his arm around the person that will soon bare his child. Goodnight, sweetie. Sweet dreams.
PG-13 (NC-17?): humor/fluff/crack/mpreg
2,640 words
Something impossible just occured that might turn the Dong-Bang household upside down.
Author's Note: This has been sitting around my laptop for a while so I thought I should maybe share it.
“Oh god. Oh-Oh god, Yoochun!” He couldn’t take it anymore. His body shivered heavily under Yoochun’s embrace as he fell back on the bed. Junsu nibbled on Yoochun’s shoulder as he tried to control his heavy breathing
Yoochun giggled softly and tried to turn Junsu’s body over, topping him. “Good, huh?”
The younger man continued to pant with a wide wicked grin. “Oh yeah. Didn’t know you could do all those sorts of things.”
“Well, I thought it was finally time for me to show you my inner prowess.”
Junsu snorted. “Right. Of course.”
“Shut up. You know it was good.”
“Yea, I guess it was. If only Micky Jr. down there wasn’t so tiny…then maybe…” Junsu slid next to Yoochun as he glanced quickly down between Yoochun’s legs.
Yoochun gawked, and nearly choked at what he was hearing. “Oh no. Don’t you dare. I take pride in my best friend!”
Junsu laughed and proceeded to get up from bed. “Whatever. Hmm, you know, they do have those growth pill thingies. Try it, babe.”
The poor man propped himself up on his elbows as he stared down at his buddy as Junsu left to go to the bathroom. He softly patted himself with the blanket still in between. “It’s ok bud. We both know he likes it.”
“I heard that!”
Chun grinned.
-
“Urgh. What sickos! Seven at night and they’re busy fucking each other?!” Jaejoong was getting ready for dinner while Changmin and Yunho sat at the dinner table laughing.
Yunho tried to control his laughter. “Jae, dude, calm down. You know how those two can get.”
“But still…! Sickos! And right before dinner too. I don’t think I’ll be able to look at them in the eye.”
“Gee, how dramatic hyung. I think someone over here is jealous because he’s not getting any.”
There was no need for anymore words. Jae looked up and fixed on the wickedest glare possible. Changmin, meanwhile, just sat there with his innocent smile.
“What? You know it’s true.” He pushed on with the teasing.
“Hmm, I guess you’re right…” Yunho choked, guilt in his eyes. “And I’m also guessing that you don’t want food tonight, huh?”
Changmin’s mouth formed on ‘o’ of understanding with what his hyung was trying to get across. “Ah, got it. Got it.”
-
Junsu walked out of the bathroom with just his boxers on. He yawned loudly and stretched during the process. What a sight that was.
Yoochun whistled. “S-line…”
Junsu winked and walked closer. Oh, fuck, Yoochun thought. Su was already undressed, and yet Yoochun was still trying to undress him further with his eyes.
“Uh, hello? Earth to Yoochun!” Junsu snapped his fingers in front of Yoochun, who still had his eyes fixed on Su’s special friend.
“Alright. You’ve seen all this earlier. Now get up! Dinner’s ready. Man, I’m hungry as heck!” Not even waiting for Yoochun, he walked towards the door, grabbing his shirt on the way.
-
“HEY! What’d I tell you?! NO FOOD!” Jaejoong had his delicate hands placed on his very slim hips. He was sporting a pout. A very cute pout.
“But I-“
“Good morning!” Changmin was cut off with Junsu’s very very early greeting of “good morning”.
Jaejoong coughed, then choked, then gagged. “Ew.”
“What?”
“Don’t what me. Where’s your fuck buddy?”
“HEY! Don’t call him that!”
“Yah, yah, whatever. Get over here and sit down.”
Junsu followed like a lost puppy. He sat down. Yoochun finally decided to come out of the room with his super red flushed cheeks.
“Well, hello there Mr. Rainbow Man! Glad you decided to show up…” Jaejoong kept going at it.
“Shut up. You’re gayer than Barney re-colored with the rainbow colors.”
That shut him up. At least for now. They were starting dinner…well about to, when Junsu decided he was going to run across the room all the way to the bathroom accompanying his loud feet with the banging of the door.
“What happened to him?” Yunho had a look of concern.
All eyes were fixed on Yoochun. He raised his hands up on defeat. “Hey! It wasn’t me. I swear. I didn’t do anything!”
“Right, and I’m not the smartest member in this group.” All eyes now were fixed on Changmin. He probably shouldn’t say anything anymore.
-
Junsu came back out, wiping the sides of his lips on the way. He looked…funny. Just funny today.
Yoochun stood up from his chair and assisted Junsu back to the table. Rubbing his back gently, he smiled softly.
“Awww. How sweet!” Jaejoong gagged. Yeah, ok, I’m jealous.
“What’s wrong, honey? Did you eat anything?”
Smack! Trying to be nice gets him a smack on the head. “Stupid. We haven’t even started eating yet. But I don’t know what’s wrong with me. Lately I’ve just been feeling nauseous and I feel like vomiting all the time. Oh, and my tits are definitely feeling funky. And that’s without the sex.”
“Oh. That does sound bad.” Changmin rolled his eyes, sarcasm clear in his voice.
Smack! Seems like a lot of smacking is happening in the Dong Bang household. “Shut up, Min.” Yunho decided he should finally join in on the conversation.
“Hmm, maybe its nothing. A disease maybe? A bug? Who knows. We get lots and lots of germs from those crazy fans who jump at us whenever they could.”
Jaejoong rolled his eyes. “Oh, please. Yes, they do act like a bunch of loose chimpanzees but I don’t think it’s possible.” Jae has always been a very pro-fan person.
“Hey, remember that one time that that grandmother completely sneezed and coughed on my face?! Dude, I was sick for a whole week because of her!”
“Nu, uh.” Jaejoong wasn’t gonna give up.
The rising voices and blabbing going on in one corner of the room greatly irritated the all mighty Kim Junsu. “Would you two please stop it?!?”
Everyone froze, then stared at the direction of that high pitched voice. The man pouted, which soon was accompanied with very liquidy eyes.
“Oh no. He’s gonna blow! Everyone duck!”
Forget it. Now everything’s all over. With just one smart remark from the great Changmin, Junsu was now crying as loud as possible as he clung to Yoochun’s shoulder. Everything was wet. All wet.
Yoochun looked at his hyungs for help while mouthing, Eww, gross. I’ve got snot all over me!
This is all your fault, Min. You and you’re freaking loud mouth! Changmin laughed silently as he clutched his stomach with full force.
“Oh man, this is great.”
“Be quiet! Junsu, I’m sorry. Please stop crying.” Yoochun tried to soothe his baby down. Lifting his hand up to Junsu’s cheek, he turned the younger man’s head towards him. He planted a soft kiss on his lips hoping that would coax him
“You fucking bastard!” Yoochun’s eyes nearly popped out from their sockets. Junsu just bitch slapped him. And bitch slapped him hard too. “What’d I do now?”
Changmin tried to stealthily walk away from the table as Yoochun and Junsu argued. This greatly amused him. Hmm, where’d I put that camera? It wasn’t world domination he was thinking about, just spreading YooSu love. That’s all.
“What’d you do? Fucking bastard! We just had sex and now you want to get in my pants again? What is wrong with you?!”
“What-I…What? I didn’t even do anything!”
Junsu’s has had enough of it. After kicking Yoochun’s chair down (leaving him sprawled all over the floor), he stomped off to his room, banging the door for the final effect.
“What the heck was that?”
Yunho and Jaejoong stared at him with wide-eyes. Both shared an amused look. No idea. But where was Changmin?
Hahahaha. World domination! Oh wait- where’s that stupid camera?
-
They let Junsu go. They waited and waited until he decided to come out of the room. And, well, he did. Eventually.
“YOOCHUN!” He whistled his lover’s name as loudly as he could, which echoed throughout the entire house.
Like the slave that he was, Yoochun scampered off to who was calling his name. Panting, “Ye-Yes, hun? What can I do for you?”
Junsu smiled. “Umm, I want french-fries dipped in strawberry milkshake with salmon fish and soy sauce on another plate. Oh, and I fee like drinking, umm, juice. Watermelon juice to be exact!”
His face lit up as soon as he finished his little menu. Yoochun, on the other hand, gave a grim look. “Whoa, whoa, whoa. Wait a sec. Why exactly do you want to eat that? And we don’t have salmon. Or watermelon juice. I didn’t even think that exists.”
Yoochun tilted his head sideways, unaware of the pool of tears he was about to drown in. “Bu-But, but I WANT THEM!”
No use arguing with him. Yes ma’am.
-
“Hyung, I think Junsu needs help. He’s acting a bit cuckoo at the moment. He’s treating me like a slave! And he keeps on asking for weird dishes!” Yoochun slumped down on the sofa next to Yunho. He was busy watching television at the moment, not listening at all.
“Wait, what?”
“Listen to me! Junsu needs help! There’s something wrong…” His voice trailed with concern.
“Yah, whatever, okay I got it. You call the doctor or do something.”
“Gee, way to help there. Thanks.”
“Oh, no problem.”
“Shut up.”
“Oh wait. One, you already are Junsu’s slave, his bitch to be exact, and two, he already eats weird things. So based on my calculations…he’s perfectly normal!”
Yoochun just walked away. Walked away as far as possible because there’s no use talking to Yunho. As much as he is the so called “leader” of the group, sometimes it seems like he’s the youngest.
-
“Junsu? Honey, where are you?”
Yoochun set up an appointment for the doctors. It was time they got help from the professionals.
“Honey? Where are you?”
He looked around. Where the heck was that man? Finally, the sound of a certain whimpering caught his attention. There, in the corner of the bed, halfway under the blankets, Junsu sat with a dolphin stuffed-toy animal tucked tightly in his arms. He was crying. Again.
Yoochun ran to him and dove underneath the blanket. Peeking in he tried to get Junsu’s attention. “Su-yah, what’s wrong?”
“I-I…I love this drama!”
“What?” Chun looked up. Junsu was crying because of a drama he was watching?
“What’s been going on with you? Now you’re crying because of the drama”
Junsu nodded like a little boy with that cute little pout and those puppy dog eyes. “It-It’s so sad.”
Yoochun shook his head. “Get up, you have a doctor’s appointment.”
“I don’t want to!” Nope, he was going. And Yoochun was willing to drag him if that’s what he needed to do. And dragging he went.
-
They came home two hours later with a very tired looking Yoochun with Junsu who was busy licking that ice cream cone, which barely made it as it melted in his hand. He looked very happy.
“Hey, Yoochun, what’s wrong? How’d it go?” Yunho’s concerned voice erupted in the once quiet living room as the three of them waited patiently.
Before Yoochun could even talk, Junsu decided he wanted to tell everyone. “I’m pregnant!”
Yoochun looked down shaking his head. Yunho stood in disbelief. Jaejoong on the other hand, fell of the chair and was now unconscious after hitting his head on the coffee table. Changmin…was nowhere to be found at the moment.
-
“Congratulations! Mr. Park and Mr. Kim, you are soon going to be proud parents!” The doctor beamed happily at the two.
Yoochun choked on his own saliva. “Wait, what? Pregnant? Who? Me or him?”
“Mr. Park we never did a test on you. Mr. Kim over here is expecting. He’s two months along based on our calculations.”
“But that’s not possible. He’s a guy, I’m a guy.”
“So are you admitting that YOU caused this Mr. Park?”
“Hey! That’s none of your business.”
“Ah, I’m sorry. But yes, it was impossible…till now. This should go in the Guinness World Book of Records in my opinion.”
“Wait a second, aren’t we supposed to be talking about his pregnancy here?”
“Oh, yes. I’m sorry again. Mr. Kim is two months pregnant so expect early morning sickness and cravings and a slight change of mood.”
“Don’t worry, we’ve already experienced that.”
“Don’t let him get too tired and make sure he eats healthy food. Always follow what he wants. Trust me, pregnant ladies…or men in your case, are dangerous people to piss off.”
Yoochun sighed. He looked at Junsu who seemed to be very interested with the medical supplies on the nearby counter. “Are you sure it’s mood changes and not brain shrinkage? He’s acting more like a kid.”
“It’s fine Mr. Park. Just take him home and make sure he gets lots of rest.”
“Junsu, did you hear that? We’re two months along babe!”
“And he also said that you should follow whatever I say, right?” Puppy dog eyes and a pout. It always works.
Sighing, Yoochun nodded his head. “Yes babe.”
-
Yoochun sat slumped on the couch, sandwiched between Jaejoong and Yunho with their prying eyes burning through his skin. Ouch.
“How did this happen? How is this possible? I mean I know we’ve always thought that you wore the pants in the relationship, although it was hard to decide, but you’re a guy and he’s a guy.” Jaejoong sat staring aimlessly at the wall with his head tilted, still trying to figure out what on earth has been happening.
Slowly turning his head to his right, Yoochun glared at the lost young man. “No shit sherlock.”
“Wow, you must have some strong wigglies in your tinky-winky Chunnie.” Yunho held a grin wider than Joker’s from the Batman.
“I don’t know whether to take that as a compliment or not…”
“I think you should. I mean if mine were like that, Jae would have been pregnant a long time ago.”
What the f-? Chun and Jae both turned their heads towards Yunho with each of their palms claiming territory on one side of his beautiful face. Red palm marks, beautiful.
“What?!”
“How could you think that right now? We’ve got a crisis here. My babe is pregnant!”
“Yes, we know. He told us.”
“Whatever. You two are no help whatsoever!” Yoochun sighed, then got up to look for Junsu as he passed by Changmin’s room.
Peeking in, he saw Changmin hunched over his laptop. Why does the camera have to act up now? My time is limited. I can smell victory at the tip of my nose. Mwahahahaha!
Yoochun slowly inched backwards, away from the doors that protected him and the others from Changmin’s evil plans. He needed to head back to Junsu before something goes wrong again.
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“Junsu-yah? Babe?” Chun marched through their bedroom doors only to meet a peacefully sleeping Junsu on the bed.
Tucked underneath about only half of the covers, Junsu slept soundly with his stuffed animal finding comfort in his arms. Yoochun edged over and hovered over the boy. Placing his finger on Junsu’s forehead, he began tracing those soft features that have enamored him all these years.
It’s gonna be a long year for us and it’ll probably take some getting used to, but I’m sure we can handle this Su-yah. Hopefully the baby takes after you though.
Yoochun reached for the corner of the blanket and tugged the rest of it over Junsu’s body. He can’t afford to have his baby cold. Slipping under it over on the other side of the bed, he crawled over to Junsu’s warm frame and placed his arm around the person that will soon bare his child. Goodnight, sweetie. Sweet dreams.