One-shot: Just a Spoonful of Sugar Helps the Medicine Go Down
Title: Just a Spoonful of Sugar Helps the Medicine Go Down
Pairing: KyuMin
Rating: G
Genre: Fluff
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the fic. O_o
A/N: Another one of my 5-minutes fics. Unbeta-ed.
Kyuhyun's POV
Sungmin rarely gets sick. Scratch that, Sungmin NEVER gets sick. It's kind of hard to believe considering the amount of stress he puts on his body, not to mention him having anemia. I mean, someone with that much extra activity since young (martial arts, piano, guitar, aegyo...) is bound to have been sick at least once, but no, Min just had to be some sort of bionic man. (Since when were "bionic men" cute anyway?)
So now, here I am, trying to force-feed Sungmin some cough syrup (he never got sick, and never learned to swallow tablets, which would've made my job a hell lot easier) and ultimately failing.
"Min, just take it, please. It's not going to kill you, trust me." I tried pleading. The Almighty Cho Kyuhyun is pleading, and miserably failing. Whoever said that 'please' is THE magic word has clearly never met my boyfriend.
"No. Don't want. I trust you Kyu. It's whatever-you're-trying-to-feed me that I don't trust." Sungmin argued, cutely.
I sighed. There's really no arguing with Min when he's being stubborn and cute. (He's never NOT cute!)
"But it'll make you feel better." I pointed out.
"You cuddling me would make me feel better too." Sungmin replied while pouting.
"Min, you're leaving me with no other choice..." I walked out of the room, leaving Sungmin smiling, thinking that he's gotten away from having to drink "that purple gooey eewey concoction" as he named it.
I came back smiling and laid down beside Min and well, cuddled him. Knowing his habits, he leaned in for a kiss and I gladly accepted it, only to surprise him when he tasted medicine in my mouth. Well, since he can't exactly escape (a lip-lock is called a 'lip-lock' for a reason) he was forced to take it.
"KYUUUU!!!" he whined.
"I told you, there was no other way. Besides, it tasted nice didn't it?" I anwered smirking.
"Yes, but still! You tricked me!" He whined, again, with that perpetual pout.
"Ah ah ah, no buts. Now go to sleep. I'll feed you your medicine again when you wake up." I said smiling.
Although he tried to hide it, I can't help but notice the way the side of his lips turned up for a smile.
At least now I know how to feed Min his medicine.
A/N: Sorry if it's short. I'm just taking a breather from studying for my exams, which I'm in the middle of. >.
Pairing: KyuMin
Rating: G
Genre: Fluff
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the fic. O_o
A/N: Another one of my 5-minutes fics. Unbeta-ed.
Kyuhyun's POV
Sungmin rarely gets sick. Scratch that, Sungmin NEVER gets sick. It's kind of hard to believe considering the amount of stress he puts on his body, not to mention him having anemia. I mean, someone with that much extra activity since young (martial arts, piano, guitar, aegyo...) is bound to have been sick at least once, but no, Min just had to be some sort of bionic man. (Since when were "bionic men" cute anyway?)
So now, here I am, trying to force-feed Sungmin some cough syrup (he never got sick, and never learned to swallow tablets, which would've made my job a hell lot easier) and ultimately failing.
"Min, just take it, please. It's not going to kill you, trust me." I tried pleading. The Almighty Cho Kyuhyun is pleading, and miserably failing. Whoever said that 'please' is THE magic word has clearly never met my boyfriend.
"No. Don't want. I trust you Kyu. It's whatever-you're-trying-to-feed me that I don't trust." Sungmin argued, cutely.
I sighed. There's really no arguing with Min when he's being stubborn and cute. (He's never NOT cute!)
"But it'll make you feel better." I pointed out.
"You cuddling me would make me feel better too." Sungmin replied while pouting.
"Min, you're leaving me with no other choice..." I walked out of the room, leaving Sungmin smiling, thinking that he's gotten away from having to drink "that purple gooey eewey concoction" as he named it.
I came back smiling and laid down beside Min and well, cuddled him. Knowing his habits, he leaned in for a kiss and I gladly accepted it, only to surprise him when he tasted medicine in my mouth. Well, since he can't exactly escape (a lip-lock is called a 'lip-lock' for a reason) he was forced to take it.
"KYUUUU!!!" he whined.
"I told you, there was no other way. Besides, it tasted nice didn't it?" I anwered smirking.
"Yes, but still! You tricked me!" He whined, again, with that perpetual pout.
"Ah ah ah, no buts. Now go to sleep. I'll feed you your medicine again when you wake up." I said smiling.
Although he tried to hide it, I can't help but notice the way the side of his lips turned up for a smile.
At least now I know how to feed Min his medicine.
A/N: Sorry if it's short. I'm just taking a breather from studying for my exams, which I'm in the middle of. >.