オタクじゃないよ！[3/?]
Title: オタクじゃないよ！
Pairings: YunJae
Form: Series, 3/?
Genre: Crack
Words: 883
Summary: Yunho finds out the perils of otakus, cosplaying and fangirls.
This episode: The internet enables Jae, while Yunho just finds it to be a terrible, horrible, dasterdly boyfriend-stealer.
Warnings: May poke fun at otaku, fangirls and anime cons. ^^;
1. The Start
2. The Scavenger Hunt
Yunho patted his sated stomach in satisfaction as he wandered through the apartment. One of the best things about living with Jae was that he was always well fed, and there was a distinct lack of burnt pancakes of dinner.
Jaejoong had always complained that he and Donghae were going to kill themselves one day with their inability to cook, and had kept on dropping rather large, heavy hints that Yunho should learn to cook at least a few staple dishes to keep himself alive. But Yunho had resisted, and found instead a better solution to his problem - moving in with Jaejoong. Poor Donghae, on the other hand, had to deal with his new room-mate, Kibum, who thought he could cook, but really, really couldn’t.
But it was not a worry for Yunho anymore, and now, after a very delicious stew dinner, he was off looking for one of the other best-things-about-living-with-Jae - Jaejoong himself. Yunho was nice and warm after his shower, well fed after dinner, and now he definitely felt it was cuddle time. Jaejoong had wandered off while Yunho had been washing dishes, and now he was searching out his favourite cuddle-partner.
Jaejoong wasn’t exactly hard to find in the small apartment, sitting up in their bed with his laptop balanced on his knees, peering at the screen with focused, steady eyes. His tongue was even poking out the corner of his lips, a sure sign of his pre-occupation with whatever he was looking at.
Ambush wasn’t even hard to plan, and Yunho had jumped onto the bed and wiggled up against Jaejoong before the older boy even had a chance to react.
… not that he actually did, even after a few seconds of Yunho looking up expectantly.
“Jaejoongie…” Yunho whined after a moment, thinking that perhaps Jae had gone off on one of his adventures into Jae-land, where his boyfriend sometimes spent large chunks of his time while staring into space.
“Hm?” Was the distracted reply, and a hand came to pat at Yunho’s hair for a moment. Yunho pouted, and tried to snuggle closer. It was hard going, what with the blasted hunk of plastic currently occupying Jaejoong’s lap. But maybe Jaejoong needed more of a hint that now was cuddle-time, and not laptop-time.
He got another pat on the head, but still Jaejoong’s eyes remained glued to the screen. Yunho’s eyes narrowed slightly at the lack of attention, and he finally turned to look at what, exactly, had his boyfriend so enraptured that he could ignore the advances of his oh-so-sexy boyfriend.
His pout soon melted into a look of utter confusion as he tried to make sense of what was on the screen.
There were little square pictures of what looked to be fur, or fabric or something, all with numbers underneath them. Jaejoong was scrolling through what seemed to be a long page, full of these puzzling things.
“What are you looking at?” He asked, sitting up a little as his curiosity got the better of him.
“Oh, I’m looking for a dark brown with a greenish tint. I think I might just have to settle on a brown though… none of these looks mossy at all…” Jaejoong muttered, almost to himself. It didn’t really answer Yunho’s question though. Mossy what?
“Huh?” He replied intelligently, curiosity waning in the face of Jaejoong paying way too much attention to little coloured squares at not enough attention to him. Yunho decided on a different tactic.
“How about we watch that Deathnote movie?” He suggested. Jaejoong had been bugging him for a while to watch the second movie with him, but they’d never quite gotten around to it. Right now, snuggling up to Jae while watching a movie sounded like the perfect solution to Yunho’s problems. However, it seemed that even the lure of Tatsuya Fujiwara was not enough to tear Jaejoong away.
“Hmm? Okay, if you want. Just give me a few minutes…”
Not good. Yunho wrinkled his nose.
“Jae, baby, what exactly are you looking for?” He tried again.
“A wig, for Hotohori-sama. I found one for me, but the colour is difficult… Yoochun said he had a wig I could use, but I think it’s really too light. Hotohori has quite dark hair, and besides, Yoochun already cut his, and the bangs are all wrong… there needs to be more flow. So I think just getting a new one is better anyway… I can just style it myself then. I’ll have to do Noriko’s anyway, which is going to be a pain in the butt, and I’ll have to mould that stupid dove thing too. Oh, that reminds me… I’ll need to get some sculpy soon… I don’t have enough left after making those beads -”
Yunho let himself slide down onto the bed, withering further with each new tangent of Jaejoong’s rambling. Wigs. Of course. One of the more horrifying aspects of Jaejoong’s mad cosplay plan… God, HIM, wearing a wig. And Jaejoong was blathering on about finding the right ‘mossy’ shade of brown.
Groaning, Yunho smashed his face into his pillow and kissed away any chance of snuggling until Jaejoong had completed his quest for the ‘perfect wig for Hotohori-sama’. Damn the man. Character. 2D animated piece of boyfriend-stealing thing. Just damn him to hell.
Pairings: YunJae
Form: Series, 3/?
Genre: Crack
Words: 883
Summary: Yunho finds out the perils of otakus, cosplaying and fangirls.
This episode: The internet enables Jae, while Yunho just finds it to be a terrible, horrible, dasterdly boyfriend-stealer.
Warnings: May poke fun at otaku, fangirls and anime cons. ^^;
1. The Start
2. The Scavenger Hunt
Yunho patted his sated stomach in satisfaction as he wandered through the apartment. One of the best things about living with Jae was that he was always well fed, and there was a distinct lack of burnt pancakes of dinner.
Jaejoong had always complained that he and Donghae were going to kill themselves one day with their inability to cook, and had kept on dropping rather large, heavy hints that Yunho should learn to cook at least a few staple dishes to keep himself alive. But Yunho had resisted, and found instead a better solution to his problem - moving in with Jaejoong. Poor Donghae, on the other hand, had to deal with his new room-mate, Kibum, who thought he could cook, but really, really couldn’t.
But it was not a worry for Yunho anymore, and now, after a very delicious stew dinner, he was off looking for one of the other best-things-about-living-with-Jae - Jaejoong himself. Yunho was nice and warm after his shower, well fed after dinner, and now he definitely felt it was cuddle time. Jaejoong had wandered off while Yunho had been washing dishes, and now he was searching out his favourite cuddle-partner.
Jaejoong wasn’t exactly hard to find in the small apartment, sitting up in their bed with his laptop balanced on his knees, peering at the screen with focused, steady eyes. His tongue was even poking out the corner of his lips, a sure sign of his pre-occupation with whatever he was looking at.
Ambush wasn’t even hard to plan, and Yunho had jumped onto the bed and wiggled up against Jaejoong before the older boy even had a chance to react.
… not that he actually did, even after a few seconds of Yunho looking up expectantly.
“Jaejoongie…” Yunho whined after a moment, thinking that perhaps Jae had gone off on one of his adventures into Jae-land, where his boyfriend sometimes spent large chunks of his time while staring into space.
“Hm?” Was the distracted reply, and a hand came to pat at Yunho’s hair for a moment. Yunho pouted, and tried to snuggle closer. It was hard going, what with the blasted hunk of plastic currently occupying Jaejoong’s lap. But maybe Jaejoong needed more of a hint that now was cuddle-time, and not laptop-time.
He got another pat on the head, but still Jaejoong’s eyes remained glued to the screen. Yunho’s eyes narrowed slightly at the lack of attention, and he finally turned to look at what, exactly, had his boyfriend so enraptured that he could ignore the advances of his oh-so-sexy boyfriend.
His pout soon melted into a look of utter confusion as he tried to make sense of what was on the screen.
There were little square pictures of what looked to be fur, or fabric or something, all with numbers underneath them. Jaejoong was scrolling through what seemed to be a long page, full of these puzzling things.
“What are you looking at?” He asked, sitting up a little as his curiosity got the better of him.
“Oh, I’m looking for a dark brown with a greenish tint. I think I might just have to settle on a brown though… none of these looks mossy at all…” Jaejoong muttered, almost to himself. It didn’t really answer Yunho’s question though. Mossy what?
“Huh?” He replied intelligently, curiosity waning in the face of Jaejoong paying way too much attention to little coloured squares at not enough attention to him. Yunho decided on a different tactic.
“How about we watch that Deathnote movie?” He suggested. Jaejoong had been bugging him for a while to watch the second movie with him, but they’d never quite gotten around to it. Right now, snuggling up to Jae while watching a movie sounded like the perfect solution to Yunho’s problems. However, it seemed that even the lure of Tatsuya Fujiwara was not enough to tear Jaejoong away.
“Hmm? Okay, if you want. Just give me a few minutes…”
Not good. Yunho wrinkled his nose.
“Jae, baby, what exactly are you looking for?” He tried again.
“A wig, for Hotohori-sama. I found one for me, but the colour is difficult… Yoochun said he had a wig I could use, but I think it’s really too light. Hotohori has quite dark hair, and besides, Yoochun already cut his, and the bangs are all wrong… there needs to be more flow. So I think just getting a new one is better anyway… I can just style it myself then. I’ll have to do Noriko’s anyway, which is going to be a pain in the butt, and I’ll have to mould that stupid dove thing too. Oh, that reminds me… I’ll need to get some sculpy soon… I don’t have enough left after making those beads -”
Yunho let himself slide down onto the bed, withering further with each new tangent of Jaejoong’s rambling. Wigs. Of course. One of the more horrifying aspects of Jaejoong’s mad cosplay plan… God, HIM, wearing a wig. And Jaejoong was blathering on about finding the right ‘mossy’ shade of brown.
Groaning, Yunho smashed his face into his pillow and kissed away any chance of snuggling until Jaejoong had completed his quest for the ‘perfect wig for Hotohori-sama’. Damn the man. Character. 2D animated piece of boyfriend-stealing thing. Just damn him to hell.