For hoshi14Bubbly Kisses
The first time they went to Japan they were young, crazy, and just a bit stupid. When that was added with all levels of home sickness and a few too many cocktails, the resulting games were questionable to say the least. Every questionable game resulted in an equally questionable penalty for one or more members.
There were, of course, the punishments of having to eat whatever the members decided to throw in the blender, or rather drink since it had a tendency to turn into disgustingly colored ooze. Then there were the penalties that resulted in the loss of a members clothing, often times all of it. There were pain penalties, torture penalties, embarrassing moment penalties, and generally anything else that they could think of at the time. One of the most dangerous penalties had been the kissing penalty.
If they were asked, no one would be able to remember what game they were playing exactly, although Yoochun would swear up and down it involved rhythm and the mixing of drinks, but the end result they would all remember. The losers of the first and only round of this particular game were Yunho and Jaejoong, much to their dismay.
They laughed as they looked at each other and then their members who had taken up to chanting the word “kiss” in as many languages as they knew it. Jaejoong looked indecisive so Yunho, never one to back down, leaned in and pressed his lips to Jaejoong’s.
Jaejoong giggled as he pulled away and Yunho was confused as to why a tiny kiss like that would produce that noise from the other man. He didn’t have to wait long before Jaejoong boldly said, “Your kiss is bubbly.” Yunho looked confused but had nothing to say to that and by the time he had figured out something to say, the group had moved on to a different game that didn’t involve any sort of kissing.
The second time they were in Japan was also the second time they kissed. This time there was no alcohol in their systems, just them. Jaejoong was in the kitchen preparing dinner, when Yunho walked in and wrapped his arms around the other man’s waist. Jaejoong had always allowed the contact and even welcomed it as long as it never interfered with his cooking, those that did tended to get a firm smack with whatever utensil was at hand.
Yunho observed the batch of something that Jaejoong was mixing - he had no idea what it was and had learned long ago not to ask – and, on impulse, he gave the other man a light kiss on the cheek. Jaejoong said nothing in response as he finished his mixing and pulled out of Yunho’s arms to move further down the table. Only when he was spooning the mix into various containers did he smile and say, “Your kisses are still bubbly.” Yunho laughed at that and tried to swipe some of the mix with a finger.
The third time they were in Japan was the third time they kissed. It wasn’t until halfway through a series of playful kisses in Yunho’s room one night that they realized there must be something strange in the water here. Jaejoong had only laughed and once more murmured, “Your kisses are still bubbly,” before proving that he didn’t really mind that at all.
The rest of the times they had been to Japan blurred all into one, yet no matter how short of a stay it was, it had become something of a tradition to share their kisses and so many had occurred that they hadn’t been able to keep track of them.
Then the lawsuit happened and the kisses came to an abrupt stop. Now it seemed that instead of the five of them it was the three of them and the two of them. None of them would have said it was going to be easy, they knew it wouldn’t be, but it was alright because as Jaejoong figured, it was much more important than bubbly kisses anyway.
The night of one of the performances at the end of the year, was the worst for Jaejoong. He saw how haggard Yunho and Changmin looked on stage, how their whole bodies carried weariness. Jaejoong had never thought he would wish that they could go back to the time when they were barely know and struggling just to be seen, but now he thought he might. At least that way they would all be together.
“Jaejoong,” Yoochun said gently that night after they returned to their hotel rooms. “Yunho slipped something in your bag. I wanted to make sure you knew.”
Jaejoong nodded, and picked up the bag. Quickly he riffled through it, trying to find what it was that Yunho had put there. When he found the items he curled his hand protectively around them and immediately excused himself from the room. Yoochun gave him a few moments to himself out on the balcony before opened the door and joined him.
“Jae?” he asked, his experience telling him that Jaejoong was happy yet not at the same time. Wordlessly Jaejoong opened his hand to display what Yunho had place in his bag. There in his palm was a small bottle of bubbles and a Hershey's kiss.
“His kisses are always bubbly.”AN:
So I wasn't really sure where to go with this and then I was driving home and this popped in my head and I ran with it. It's been so long since I have done anything DBSK focused I don't even know if I got their characters completely right....