30 Day Prompt Challenge: Day 1. Chocolate
Pairing: Yoochun/Junsu/Changmin
Rating: PG-13?
Genre: Crackish
Drabble: 525 words
Summary: Jaejoong and Yunho left for a one month vacation. One month. What could go wrong without them?
Chocolate (though there is only a little mention of it)
Who would actually leave three young guys alone in an apartment for a month? Without someone to wash their clothes or feed them? Without someone to manage their budget?
The idiots Yunho and Jaejoong did.
They thought they had planned it out properly, stocking up the fridge for the next two weeks and putting enough grocery money on the counter for the rest of the month as well as a few splurges. The night before they left, they snuck into each of their flat mates’ rooms and put on the alarms on their phones for nine sharp every weekday. Jaejoong even put careful instructions on the front of the laundry room door on how to wash the clothes correctly, without mixing the whites and the colors.
So why were they getting a call at two in the morning from a wailing Junsu complaining about “No food,” and “He even ate the stale crackers!” Jaejoong closed his phone, pulled out the battery, and rolled over, wrapping his head with the pillow.
“Who was it?” Yunho mumbled from the adjacent bed.
“Junsu being an idiot again.”
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The dial tone echoed around the kitchen, pounding into Yoochun’s head. The were fucked. Incredibly fucked. Only two and a half weeks had passed and there was no food, no money, and all their clothes except for the few items they had outgrown were charred. “What are we going to do?” Yoochun groaned, face planted on the table. He opened his sore eyes to gaze upon the only morsels of food left, two raw eggs, some different powdery things, and a bar of chocolate.
“Why not make a cake?” Yoochun looked over at the one who spoke, the youngest, and gave him a glare. At least he was tied up so he couldn’t devour the last few eggs.
He sighed. “First of all Changmin, we would need more than this. Like sugar for one. And, as much as I would love a cake, it cannot be what we eat for the first time all day.” Junsu whimpered from the seat he was tied to. “Think of this as a punishment for eating all the food and spending our budget on video games.”
Junsu whined, scooting his chair across the wooden floor. “I just want to play my games!” The chair legs thumped on the floor, giving Yoochun an even bigger headache.
“Please Su, do me a favor and stop moving, I need to think of a solution to this mess you two caused.”
Changmin snorted, actually snorted, from the seat he was retied to. “It’s partially your fault too, hyung. You should have been doing your duty and monitoring us instead of sleeping while we were awake and sleeping while we slept. In fact, we wouldn’t even be dealing with this right now if didn’t have such odd hours! You could have discovered this in the morning instead!” He continued ranting about how humans needed sunlight and shit like that. “I bet you were fantasizing about Junsu and me tied up! Huh? Tell the truth!”
The oldest sighed again, pulled out some duct tape, and started dialing Yunho’s number this time.
Day 2
Rating: PG-13?
Genre: Crackish
Drabble: 525 words
Summary: Jaejoong and Yunho left for a one month vacation. One month. What could go wrong without them?
Chocolate (though there is only a little mention of it)
Who would actually leave three young guys alone in an apartment for a month? Without someone to wash their clothes or feed them? Without someone to manage their budget?
The idiots Yunho and Jaejoong did.
They thought they had planned it out properly, stocking up the fridge for the next two weeks and putting enough grocery money on the counter for the rest of the month as well as a few splurges. The night before they left, they snuck into each of their flat mates’ rooms and put on the alarms on their phones for nine sharp every weekday. Jaejoong even put careful instructions on the front of the laundry room door on how to wash the clothes correctly, without mixing the whites and the colors.
So why were they getting a call at two in the morning from a wailing Junsu complaining about “No food,” and “He even ate the stale crackers!” Jaejoong closed his phone, pulled out the battery, and rolled over, wrapping his head with the pillow.
“Who was it?” Yunho mumbled from the adjacent bed.
“Junsu being an idiot again.”
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The dial tone echoed around the kitchen, pounding into Yoochun’s head. The were fucked. Incredibly fucked. Only two and a half weeks had passed and there was no food, no money, and all their clothes except for the few items they had outgrown were charred. “What are we going to do?” Yoochun groaned, face planted on the table. He opened his sore eyes to gaze upon the only morsels of food left, two raw eggs, some different powdery things, and a bar of chocolate.
“Why not make a cake?” Yoochun looked over at the one who spoke, the youngest, and gave him a glare. At least he was tied up so he couldn’t devour the last few eggs.
He sighed. “First of all Changmin, we would need more than this. Like sugar for one. And, as much as I would love a cake, it cannot be what we eat for the first time all day.” Junsu whimpered from the seat he was tied to. “Think of this as a punishment for eating all the food and spending our budget on video games.”
Junsu whined, scooting his chair across the wooden floor. “I just want to play my games!” The chair legs thumped on the floor, giving Yoochun an even bigger headache.
“Please Su, do me a favor and stop moving, I need to think of a solution to this mess you two caused.”
Changmin snorted, actually snorted, from the seat he was retied to. “It’s partially your fault too, hyung. You should have been doing your duty and monitoring us instead of sleeping while we were awake and sleeping while we slept. In fact, we wouldn’t even be dealing with this right now if didn’t have such odd hours! You could have discovered this in the morning instead!” He continued ranting about how humans needed sunlight and shit like that. “I bet you were fantasizing about Junsu and me tied up! Huh? Tell the truth!”
The oldest sighed again, pulled out some duct tape, and started dialing Yunho’s number this time.
Day 2