Title: Girls, Girls, Girls
Pairing: unofficial/implied!YeWook, unofficial/implied!ShindongxOC
Summary: Whilst intoxicated, Yesung and Shindong discuss their ideal woman.
Random Prompt Generator Prompt: Yesung and Shindong – Girls
It was only fair to point out that they’d had a few drinks by that point. Not a surprising fact considering they had just recovered from a laughing fit, wiping tears from their eyes, over a TV commercial for life insurance. That wasn’t funny.
“You think the perfect woman exists?” Shindong asked out of the blue, eyes trained on the TV, though by the way his stare was glazed over, it was clear he wasn’t watching it.
“I dunno,” Yesung responded, shifting on the couch so he didn’t have to hold his head up anymore.
“She’s got to, right?”
“Do ya mean perfect for you or perfect for me?” Yesung asked, stretching his legs out in front of him and wiggling his toes in his thick socks.
“Either,” Shindong said, “My perfect woman would be short and petite. Delicate.”
“Mine too,” Yesung agreed, beginning to picture this ideal in his head.
“With bright eyes…” he went on, prompting Yesung’s fantasy girl to take shape, “and a little mouth…”
“And sharp cheekbones,” Yesung added.
“Good,” Shindong nodded, continuing to think, “She’d have to be able to cook…”
“I think it’d be nice if she could sing.”
“And she’d have a huge rack,” Shindong laughed devilishly, picturing said rack in his mind’s eye.
Yesung furrowed his eyebrows, trying to imagine the girl with huge boobs. It looked ridiculous and the girl was no longer perfect.
“No, I don’t want gigantic boobs,” Yesung decided.
Sungmin chose just that moment to walk through the living room on his way to the kitchen, hearing Yesung’s announcement.
“Um…good thing you’re a man then…” Sungmin interjected, disappearing around the corner.
. No! That’s not what I meant!” Yesung called after Sungmin, but the latter was no longer listening.
“Well, I think I’m gonna turn in,” Shindong announced, heading towards his bedroom.
Yesung nodded and heaved himself off the couch to make the exhausting journey to his room as well, all the while day dreaming about his fantasy girl (sans the boobs of course). With his mind in la-la land, Yesung flipped the light on, waking Ryeowook inadvertently.
“Yah! Hyung!” the younger man whined, shielding his eyes, “What are you doing?”
“Sorry,” Yesung apologized, reaching to turn off the light as he glanced over at his roommate. However, that simple action nearly made his heart stop when his gaze landed on the other.
Suddenly it clicked. The ideal girl in his head wasn’t a girl at all: it was Ryeowook
. Though, in his defense, the younger was
wearing a skirt in his mental picture.
“What’s wrong?” Ryeowook asked when Yesung had gone for a full 30 seconds without blinking.
“Nothing Wook,” Yesung grumbled, turning the light off, “I’m just never drinking again, that’s all.