As much as Joonmyun takes pride in his own voice, he sometimes wishes that his voice was a bit less feminine, a little more deep and gravelly. He's sipping a cup of bright red fruit punch at the Saving Santa cast party when he hears the voice of his wet dreams. He feels the deep sound curl around his body in tendrils, enveloping him in its mystique. And suddenly the foreign words tumbling out of the tall, dark stranger's mouth form into a comprehensible language.

"...No, really, thank you Martin, it's a pleasure being here."

A/N: Shameless crack~ Thanks to my bud Laura for doodling Cumberho for me!