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Sunday, February 3, 2008


DBSK's Yamaha Commercial (a.k.a. the most fanservicey thirty seconds in the history of Thailand)


ASIA, YOU NEVER FAIL TO AMAZE ME. JAEMIN DATE. MINFOOD. And it's so YunJae that I won't even bother to explain why because of the SHEER OBVIOUSNESS.

I was THIS close to writing fic based around the plot of this CF. THIS. CLOSE. And the plot bunny is still sneaking around in my mind somewhere. LIKE A NINJA.



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"We went through all that trouble just for THIS?" Junsu moans pathetically, draping himself over the handlebars of his bike. The look of a defeated man, Yunho notes, eyeing him warily.

"This, Junsu, is the best, most orgasmic massage you'll ever experience. After the first few minutes of searing pain, that is." Jaejoong peeps open an eye to give their leader a once over. "Maybe you should get one too, Yunho. You look a little stressed out." The bastard has the gall to smile sweetly, and Yunho summons every ounce of restraint within him to keep himself from throwing his helmet at Jaejoong's stupid face.

Yoochun sighs, already swinging his leg over and off his motorcycle. "Well. Since we're already here..."

Yunho thinks that Yoochun must be an idiot for going along with Jaejoong's suggestion so easily. But one pitiful teary-eyed pout from the blond is all Yunho needs to remind himself: I'm an idiot too.


AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH *runs around*

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