Pairing: YunJae, JaeJoong x OC
Universe: DBSK
Genre: Comedy, Romance
Length: 503 words
Rating: PG-13
Warning: crack, fluff, het

A/N: Originally posted on LJ in September 2011.

Summary: It's just a kissing scene. Nothing more, nothing less.

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In a moment of passion two pairs of lips collided, locked in an intense kiss. A plump pair moved over delicate ones painted with the red of roses. Arms s around a neck, hands pulling on a thin waist.

The couple spun around, their lips still coalesced and moving against one another. Eyes were closed, a hand burying itself in long brown hair. Like silk the long strands wrapped themselves around his fingers, his grip hard when the kiss deepened.

Hesitatingly a hand moved over his chest, gripping his white shirt. Her lips moved with his, the scent of his cologne filling her nostrils.

“Cut!”

With a smack the couple parted, lips moist from their collided saliva. Sheepish smiles were exchanged, both actors feeling awkward since this had been their fifth try of a kissing scene.

“Well done, you two,” the director announced, everyone relieved that they finally had a perfect scene. “Twenty minutes break!”

The two actors moved over to their seats whilst chattering about their kissing scene.

“I'm so relieved,” the young female announced with a deep sigh, a wide smile on her lips.

“Sorry that we had to retake the scene so often because of me, HanMi-ssi,” the taller male with short black hair responded.

“It's okay, JaeJoong-ssi. I'm just really glad that our director is finally happy with the result,” HanMi remarked, grabbing an apple on her way to their seats.

“Was it that bad?” JaeJoong asked, a bit worried that his kissing skills were that bad.

“Oh god forbid, no. It's just,” HanMi said, sighing before she continued, “I'm scared of your fans. They're going to kill me.”

“That they most certainly will,” JaeJoong replied, chuckling. An amused laughter soon surrounded the two co-actors.

“Well, I'm not really scared of them. I rather would be scared of him,” HanMi voiced out, frowning slightly. JaeJoong laughed sheepishly, smile hidden behind his hand.

“Whom would you be scared of?” a male voice announced, HanMi jumping at its familiarity. With a nervous giggle she excused herself and made a beeline for whatever safe spot she could find.

“Did I say something wrong?” the young male joining JaeJoong by sitting down onto HanMi's seat asked, confused that is.

“Not at all, YunHo,” JaeJoong responded still with an amused smile on his lips. “She just fears you because we kissed.”

YunHo lifted an eyebrow. “Why would she? It's not as if I didn't know that it was for the sake of your drama,” the brown haired replied, a grin painted on his lips. “Besides, it's not as if she could ever taste that velvet tongue of yours.”

In response JaeJoong just bit his bottom lip, a glint in his eyes when YunHo leaned forward and claimed his lips in a way just he was allowed to. With tongue and passion and the certainty that he was the only one to ever taste JaeJoong's kisses like this.