title: Unexpected guest chapter 12
Title: Unexpected guest
Author: Suju_Shinki
Length: 12/?
Pairing: Yoosu
Genre: Fluff, Crack, Mpreg (tiiiny bit of angst, but it's reallyy tiny!!)
Rating: PG13-NC17
Summary: Junsu gets an unexpected visit from his ex-boyfriend. Huge belly and all.
AN: this is my first chaptered ficcie and I may have failed big time but I'm still learning so..yeah...^^ Comments mean to me what Junsu means to Yoochun^^
Chapter 12: It makes me look like a hooker
“How do I look?”
Yoochun snorted. “Like a hooker. A cheap one.”
Junsu rolled his eyes. “You made me wear it!”
“Yeah,”Yoochun laughed. “It's funny!”
Junsu was about to storm back into his room when a scary voice behind him stopped him. “Stop right there.”
Junsu turned around and saw Yoochun glaring at him. “You don't change unless I say so.”
Looking down at himself helplessly Junsu sighed and sat down on the couch next to Yoochun.
“Good,”Yoochun smiled. “Now you can go get me my lemon juice.”
Junsu stood up again, ready to go to the kitchen when Yoochun stopped him again. “From the store.”
“No.”
“I'm sorry. I didn't get that. Did you just say that I had to tell your mother I and pregnant? And that you're my slave now?”
Junsu sighed again and went to put on a jacket-
“I don't think so,” Yoochun shook his head.
“But it's dark outside! I'll get raped!” Junsu whined and stomped his feet like a little kid.
“You're strong. You'll be fine,” Yoochun shrugged.
Junsu let out one last “Hmpf!” before leaving to get the lemon juice from the store around the corner of their building.
Yoochun smiled to himself, pleased with his revenge. Having Junsu wear jeans that were ripped so badly that his boxers were visible on the back and the front and having him wear a shirt that Yoochun had cut up to have a v-neck reaching his belly button felt really satisfying,
When Junsu came back he didn't look happy.
“What's with the face?” Yoochun asked still smiling.
“Two dudes offered me money,” Junsu hissed.
“You must really feel good about yourself now then,”Yoochun shrugged. “Aw, don't give me that look. They thought you were hot. You should be happy.”
“Please let me get out of these clothes before Jaejoong and Yunho come over?” Junsu asked flashing Yoochun his saddest, puppiest, most irresistible face.
“And don't give me that look either. I invented that look.”
“Screw you.”
“You already did. And I'm pregnant now. And you made me tell your mom.”
Junsu let out a frustrated groan and suddenly put his foot down. “I'm getting out of these clothes.”
“No, you're not.”
“What are you going to do about it, Mister I'm-so-pregnant-I-can't-even-walk-normally-anymore?”
“Try me,” Yoochun glared.
Junsu stood up straight and walked into his room. He came back out 2 minutes later wearing regular jeans and a lumberjack shirt.
“That's even uglier than what I made you wear,” is all what Yoochun said before the silent treatment went in.
“Whatever. Do you want me to pore you your lemon juice?” Junsu asked and was already going to get a glass, but Yoochun didn't answer.
“Yoochun?”
“...”
“Do you want your lemon juice?”
“...”
“Come on, you can't ignore me all night. Yunho and Jaejoong can be here any second!”
“...”
Junsu sighed, pored a big glass of lemon juice, put a straw in it and put it down in on the coffee table right in front of his boyfriend. “Drink up. It'll make you feel better.”
“...”
“Come one,” Junsu said picking up the glass and putting it on Yoochun's stomach carefully. Yoochun didn't move at all, but the glass stayed steady for like five second and fell over, creating a stain right next to the old one.
“Pfff.” Yoochun tried to hold in his laughter.
“F*ck,” Junsu muttered and went to get something to clean it with. When he came back Yoochun was gone and the door to his room was closed.
Junsu sighed and went to clean the stain when he heard a knock on the door. He left everything as it was and opened the door.
“The food is here,” Jaejoong announced.
“And so is the food's boyfriend,” Yunho smiled at Junsu.
Junsu wanted to close the door behind them but was stopped.
“And the food's eater is here to,” Changmin said and entered Junsu's apartment.
“Wha?” Junsu asked confused.
“Yoochun called me to come over,” Changmin explained. “He didn't tell you?”
Junsu shook his head and wanted to say something when he heard Jaejoong from the living room: “Ehm, Junsu? I think someone pied on your couch. Twice.”
“The food is really good, Jaejoong,” Changmin said stuffing another piece of broccoli into his mouth. “Really.”
“What do you think of the food, Yoochun?” Junsu tried, but only got the cold shoulder in return.
“So why are you mad at him?” Yunho asked, quite amused.
“Because I don't want to be a hooker,”Junsu said.
“Because he made me tell his mother I'm pregnant and isn't even trying to make it up to me,” Yoochun answered.
“I told you I'd do anything, I just don't want to wear that!”
“To bad, 'cause that's what I want you to wear!”
“Stop,” Changmin said annoyed. “You're ruining the food. Fight after we've eaten.”
“Fine. The food is really good, Jaejoong,” Junsu said popping an olive into his mouth.
“So how's the wedding coming?” Yoochun asked.
“Everything is set except for the flowers. The florist keeps saying they don't have the white lilies. I guess we're going to have to find another florist or something,”Jaejoong sighed.
“But there's only two weeks left. Who's going to have 1000 lilies before then?”
“I'll make a call,”Yunho shrugged.
“Aren't you mister Big-shot, making calls,” Changmin snorted.
“Right and don't forget to call the cake-people. They said we had to choose before Friday.”
“White chocolate right?” Yunho asked and Jaejoong nodded. “With the cherry filling.”
“Is that desert?”Changmin asked his eyes almost popping out of his head.
“...no it's our weddingcake.”
“Can I come to the wedding then?”
“...Sure.”
“I'm done eating,” Yoochun announced and got up from the table before anyone could say anything. A bedroom door slammed.
Junsu stood up, sighing and shaking his head. He was embarrassed about what he was about to do.
“Yoochun, come out.”
“...”
“I have something to make it up to you.”
“...”
“I'm really sorry...I'll be your hooker. Just come out.”
The door slowly opened and Yoochun appeared, his eyes red and swollen from crying.
“Don't do that...” Junsu muttered softly.
“What?” Yoochun sniffed.
“Don't cry...I'll wear the clothes, just don't cry.”
And that's how Junsu ended up wearing the hooker-outfit in front of everybody.
“O god,” Yunho laughed. “Yoochun what are you doing to the poor boy?”
“You look like a street whore!” Changmin who had made himself very comfortable with everyone said clapping his hands in delight.
“Thank you,” Yoochun smiled at Junsu and Junsu couldn't help but smile back. Even if he felt miserable.
“...Those are my jeans,” Jaejoong said softly.
AN2: So here is another chappie XD I luv you guys!
Author: Suju_Shinki
Length: 12/?
Pairing: Yoosu
Genre: Fluff, Crack, Mpreg (tiiiny bit of angst, but it's reallyy tiny!!)
Rating: PG13-NC17
Summary: Junsu gets an unexpected visit from his ex-boyfriend. Huge belly and all.
AN: this is my first chaptered ficcie and I may have failed big time but I'm still learning so..yeah...^^ Comments mean to me what Junsu means to Yoochun^^
Chapter 12: It makes me look like a hooker
“How do I look?”
Yoochun snorted. “Like a hooker. A cheap one.”
Junsu rolled his eyes. “You made me wear it!”
“Yeah,”Yoochun laughed. “It's funny!”
Junsu was about to storm back into his room when a scary voice behind him stopped him. “Stop right there.”
Junsu turned around and saw Yoochun glaring at him. “You don't change unless I say so.”
Looking down at himself helplessly Junsu sighed and sat down on the couch next to Yoochun.
“Good,”Yoochun smiled. “Now you can go get me my lemon juice.”
Junsu stood up again, ready to go to the kitchen when Yoochun stopped him again. “From the store.”
“No.”
“I'm sorry. I didn't get that. Did you just say that I had to tell your mother I and pregnant? And that you're my slave now?”
Junsu sighed again and went to put on a jacket-
“I don't think so,” Yoochun shook his head.
“But it's dark outside! I'll get raped!” Junsu whined and stomped his feet like a little kid.
“You're strong. You'll be fine,” Yoochun shrugged.
Junsu let out one last “Hmpf!” before leaving to get the lemon juice from the store around the corner of their building.
Yoochun smiled to himself, pleased with his revenge. Having Junsu wear jeans that were ripped so badly that his boxers were visible on the back and the front and having him wear a shirt that Yoochun had cut up to have a v-neck reaching his belly button felt really satisfying,
When Junsu came back he didn't look happy.
“What's with the face?” Yoochun asked still smiling.
“Two dudes offered me money,” Junsu hissed.
“You must really feel good about yourself now then,”Yoochun shrugged. “Aw, don't give me that look. They thought you were hot. You should be happy.”
“Please let me get out of these clothes before Jaejoong and Yunho come over?” Junsu asked flashing Yoochun his saddest, puppiest, most irresistible face.
“And don't give me that look either. I invented that look.”
“Screw you.”
“You already did. And I'm pregnant now. And you made me tell your mom.”
Junsu let out a frustrated groan and suddenly put his foot down. “I'm getting out of these clothes.”
“No, you're not.”
“What are you going to do about it, Mister I'm-so-pregnant-I-can't-even-walk-normally-anymore?”
“Try me,” Yoochun glared.
Junsu stood up straight and walked into his room. He came back out 2 minutes later wearing regular jeans and a lumberjack shirt.
“That's even uglier than what I made you wear,” is all what Yoochun said before the silent treatment went in.
“Whatever. Do you want me to pore you your lemon juice?” Junsu asked and was already going to get a glass, but Yoochun didn't answer.
“Yoochun?”
“...”
“Do you want your lemon juice?”
“...”
“Come on, you can't ignore me all night. Yunho and Jaejoong can be here any second!”
“...”
Junsu sighed, pored a big glass of lemon juice, put a straw in it and put it down in on the coffee table right in front of his boyfriend. “Drink up. It'll make you feel better.”
“...”
“Come one,” Junsu said picking up the glass and putting it on Yoochun's stomach carefully. Yoochun didn't move at all, but the glass stayed steady for like five second and fell over, creating a stain right next to the old one.
“Pfff.” Yoochun tried to hold in his laughter.
“F*ck,” Junsu muttered and went to get something to clean it with. When he came back Yoochun was gone and the door to his room was closed.
Junsu sighed and went to clean the stain when he heard a knock on the door. He left everything as it was and opened the door.
“The food is here,” Jaejoong announced.
“And so is the food's boyfriend,” Yunho smiled at Junsu.
Junsu wanted to close the door behind them but was stopped.
“And the food's eater is here to,” Changmin said and entered Junsu's apartment.
“Wha?” Junsu asked confused.
“Yoochun called me to come over,” Changmin explained. “He didn't tell you?”
Junsu shook his head and wanted to say something when he heard Jaejoong from the living room: “Ehm, Junsu? I think someone pied on your couch. Twice.”
“The food is really good, Jaejoong,” Changmin said stuffing another piece of broccoli into his mouth. “Really.”
“What do you think of the food, Yoochun?” Junsu tried, but only got the cold shoulder in return.
“So why are you mad at him?” Yunho asked, quite amused.
“Because I don't want to be a hooker,”Junsu said.
“Because he made me tell his mother I'm pregnant and isn't even trying to make it up to me,” Yoochun answered.
“I told you I'd do anything, I just don't want to wear that!”
“To bad, 'cause that's what I want you to wear!”
“Stop,” Changmin said annoyed. “You're ruining the food. Fight after we've eaten.”
“Fine. The food is really good, Jaejoong,” Junsu said popping an olive into his mouth.
“So how's the wedding coming?” Yoochun asked.
“Everything is set except for the flowers. The florist keeps saying they don't have the white lilies. I guess we're going to have to find another florist or something,”Jaejoong sighed.
“But there's only two weeks left. Who's going to have 1000 lilies before then?”
“I'll make a call,”Yunho shrugged.
“Aren't you mister Big-shot, making calls,” Changmin snorted.
“Right and don't forget to call the cake-people. They said we had to choose before Friday.”
“White chocolate right?” Yunho asked and Jaejoong nodded. “With the cherry filling.”
“Is that desert?”Changmin asked his eyes almost popping out of his head.
“...no it's our weddingcake.”
“Can I come to the wedding then?”
“...Sure.”
“I'm done eating,” Yoochun announced and got up from the table before anyone could say anything. A bedroom door slammed.
Junsu stood up, sighing and shaking his head. He was embarrassed about what he was about to do.
“Yoochun, come out.”
“...”
“I have something to make it up to you.”
“...”
“I'm really sorry...I'll be your hooker. Just come out.”
The door slowly opened and Yoochun appeared, his eyes red and swollen from crying.
“Don't do that...” Junsu muttered softly.
“What?” Yoochun sniffed.
“Don't cry...I'll wear the clothes, just don't cry.”
And that's how Junsu ended up wearing the hooker-outfit in front of everybody.
“O god,” Yunho laughed. “Yoochun what are you doing to the poor boy?”
“You look like a street whore!” Changmin who had made himself very comfortable with everyone said clapping his hands in delight.
“Thank you,” Yoochun smiled at Junsu and Junsu couldn't help but smile back. Even if he felt miserable.
“...Those are my jeans,” Jaejoong said softly.
AN2: So here is another chappie XD I luv you guys!