[SF] WANNAONE : Mr. Doughnut

Jinhoon / Deepwink (Bae Jinyoung x Park Jihoon)

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Title : Mr. Doughnut

Author : `p.plaster

Pairing : Deepwink / Jinhoon ; Bae Jinyoungx Park Jihoon

Rate : PG-13

"fat"

A deep voice spoke up as his hand came up to pull out a large donut and held it in his hand. The first thing that had been snatched from another person was snatched from his mouth even though he had only just eaten a bite. A small trash can not far away was his immediate destination. The tall figure who snatched it threw it into the trash can before sitting on the sofa next to the owner of the donut in boredom.

“Jinyoung!” Park Jihoon said loudly, his round eyes still looking at the blue lump of candy in the trash can with regret. His hand slammed down on his shoulder before he reached out and picked up the box of donuts that he had. He bought it from the department store and hugged it to his chest so that it wouldn't be picked up and thrown away by cruel people again. "Don't even think about it."

"You've eaten too much."

“Today's first one!” The round man said in displeasure as he picked up a new piece from the box on his lap and ate it. This act of rebellion for disobeying his orders began to make his brow furrowed.

“Jihoon, you really are fat now,” he said in a quiet voice, instead of the annoyance that was building in his heart once again. But Park Jihoon didn't seem to care about his sweet face, just moved to show him a challenging expression and took a bite of the donut. in hand, continuing to eat with gusto

“Jinyoung-ah.. are you angry at me?”

Seeing that the target of the challenge just sighed and sat silently dialing the phone, the round elder had to move towards him. A small shoulder pressed against his, calling him to pay attention. He was just scrolling through his Facebook timeline. And I didn't see that there was anything as interesting in there as this Park Ji Hoon.

"This, or I'm angry that you won't share your snacks with me."

Jihoon tried to make the listener's slender fingers scrolling on the phone screen stop. He sighed again before turning to look at him with a tired expression.

“You really can't guess, can you?”

Bae Jinyoung furrowed his brow and looked at the other person in a gray t-shirt and new sweatpants. Park Jihoon had been looking for new clothes to wear for him for a while now. And every one of them began to increase in size from the original to one size larger until it was the same size as his clothes. His clothes, which usually were usually picked up by nice people, kept complaining about why he always found big clothes to wear. It was all probably words. A good answer on a day when hyung's round cheeks tended to become even more round than before.

“I know... that I've gained weight.” Jihoon frowned. “But I'll reduce it myself. Why does Jinyoung have to be angry because his belly is not Jinyoung's belly?”

"You told me you'd reduced the weight a month ago."

“Well, it takes time.” Still arching his neck and arguing with a grimace, the donut in his hand was held, but the person holding it felt so guilty that he didn't dare eat it. Bae Jinyoung turned to look and it made him even more agitated. “I only want two donuts today. You can cancel it tomorrow.”

“I told you.” He stood up with a confused expression, similar to Bae Jinyoung's tall figure, walking straight to the refrigerator and opening it.

It was as he thought, nothing wrong. He didn't know when all the butter and milk snacks had been stocked up here, even though there were only the two of them in this room with Jihoon. But it seemed like all the food items on display had been replenished and had never been depleted before. There were dozens of them, including cakes, bread, sandwiches, donuts, cookies.

The whole refrigerator was packed full of sugary juice. He doesn't open the refrigerator very often, and Jihoon doesn't seem to want him to open it himself, so he hasn't seen Jihoon's treasury for a week. In fact, the older man hides things. Eat this much.

“What are you doing?”

Bae Jinyoung carried Jihoon's assorted sweets outside, all of which were stopped by the owner's moans. He went to pick up a garbage bag and opened the bag. Then slowly picked up Jihoon's milk and butter snack and put it into the bag.

“Hey Jinyoung!” Jihoon shrieked, running over and snatching the black bag. Big eyes telepathically approached him pleadingly. In Bae Jinyoung's hand was a box of his favorite flavored cookies. Park Ji Hoon stared at him without batting an eye. "Don't throw away your snacks like this."

"If you don't leave me, I'll secretly eat it."

“Does this really have to be this serious?”

“It's Fat Brother.”

“Jinyoung!” Jihoon hissed, but it seemed as if it was karma that he didn't care and pulled out a garbage bag in his hand to collect several snacks together and throw them away. Jihoon furrowed his eyebrows. Satisfied, he tried to look at the other person but he seemed more interested in the contents of the refrigerator. Therefore, there was no point in continuing to stand like this.

Jihoon's figure walked away into the bedroom, leaving only the sound of the door closing loud enough to make the other person look up from the food in the refrigerator.

“You can sleep now,” Bae Jinyoung reminded the other person who was lying next to him playing video games, hanging a towel on the front of the closet before walking over and sitting on the bed, his long arms reaching out to turn off the lamp. The bedroom suddenly became dark. Only the light from the phone screen of the person already lying on the bed was seen.

“Jihoon hyung, you can sleep now.”

Jinyoung raised the large blanket to cover his legs and put his hand on his small shoulder to emphasize once more, but his response seemed to be only to move away. The light from the phone reflected faintly on a round face, enough for him to feel that the other person was frowning. Bae Jinyoung frowned. Lie down and slowly put your arm around the other person's waist.

“Take it out.” Jihoon agreed to pause the game and turned to speak to him for the first time, but it seemed like the mischievous person didn't obey. He kept moving closer and tightening his grip on Jihoon twice as much.

“If you have a boyfriend, please give your boyfriend a hug. I've taken a shower."

“Don't bother,” Jihoon scolded, putting down his phone and turning to try to remove the other man's hand from his own waist, his sweet face curled in the darkness. “Well, I'm fat. Hugging is not like hugging your lover.”

“What, are you still angry?” Jinyoung raised his head and asked curiously, as the light from outside the window filtered in, making it possible to see the look in the other person's eyes. The look in his eyes told him very well that he was not satisfied, so he slowly loosened the force that was holding the other person down.

“No matter what, you shouldn't throw away your snacks, Jinyoung. Please give me a word first."

“Oh.. Jihoon hyung,” Jinyoung moaned. “I have donuts in my hand and I told myself I would stop. So I don't want the snacks in the refrigerator to make you unable to resist anymore.”

“If Jinyoung nicely tells you not to let me eat, then I won't eat anymore? Why do you have to do this?”

"I don't eat it, but keep it in the refrigerator until it spoils. If I throw it away, it's worth the same amount, right?"

“It's not like that. If it breaks, I'll throw it away myself. But Jinyoung suddenly picked it up and threw it away. I didn't even ask you if I agreed or not."

"Is it a useless snack? I'll keep it anyway.."

“I think I didn't know what to talk to Jinyoung about.”

Jihoon started to get angry. A hand pushes the other person's arm away. Before deciding to lie down with her back to him, her hand pulled the blanket up to cover her. Press your eyelids to force yourself to sleep. So that there is no need to argue any more.

Meanwhile, Bae Jinyoung, seeing that the other person quickly turned his back on him, became helpless. He moved away from Jihoon for fear that the other person would be uncomfortable. Lie down and reflect on your own words just now, pressing your eyes to the small of your back, not looking away.

He wished the bed was a little narrower, this close, but why was Jihoon able to make it so far away?

“Brother.. I'm sorry.”

The thin eyelids slowly opened and the owner felt drowsy as the soft sunlight began to shine in. Park Jihoon raised his hand to rub his eyes before slowly pushing himself up to sit up. The clock on the wall read ten o'clock and the person just woke up and rubbed his hair lightly before grabbing a towel and walking towards the bathroom.

The other bed was empty. I don't know when he woke up.

It didn't take long to finish showering and getting dressed today. Jihoon didn't plan on going anywhere, so he put on a thin t-shirt and sweatpants and walked around the room. His legs carried himself all the way to the living room sofa outside the bedroom. Scanning both the kitchen area and the work desk, there was no sign of 'him'.

Well, never mind.. Now I'm angry.

Park Ji Hoon changed his focus and walked to the refrigerator and opened it. The refrigerator was empty, to his dismay. It seemed that the juice that he had picked up and stored had been swept away by another person, all that was left in the refrigerator. But vegetables four apples And the bag of salad was lying there waiting.

Well, that's better than starving to death.

Jihoon grabbed a green apple and didn't forget to pick up a large bowl of salad that he hated, and a spoon and fork were placed on the table. Jihoon poured the salad into a bowl, tossed the bag into the trash, then took the salad bowl and apple back to the sofa in front of the TV.

He pressed his hips down and sat down, held a fork in his hand, lazily scooped vegetables into his mouth, not thinking that he would have to sit and eat what he wanted from someone who couldn't even see the shadow... If there were some snacks in the refrigerator, I wouldn't be a man. I've seen this salad before.

Crack..

Still not able to eat in time The good manipulative kid suddenly returned to the room. Jihoon automatically frowned. He didn't even turn to look at him, his legs crossed on the sofa and he turned on the TV and turned up the volume so as not to focus on him. His other hand was scooping up vegetable salad and stuffing it into his mouth in a self-indulgent manner.

“Jihoon,” Jinyoung called out to the owner of the name, but he still listened. He changed his posture and picked up an apple and took a bite. Pretending to be watching television, humming a tune, the owner of the voice called out and sighed. He placed the bag of groceries on the dining table. Arranging to take out the first thing he intended to buy while his eyes continued to stare at the other person.

“Here, Jihoon hyung.” Jinyoung didn't give up, walking over and throwing himself down next to him. The other person continued to move away from Jihoon, placing the uneaten salad bowl on the table in front of the sofa. Biting his apple, he didn't care as he picked up the remote and pressed to change the channel.

“I'm sorry.”

He spoke for the second time. But to the listener, it might seem like it was the first time. Jihoon secretly dragged his eyes to look at him for a moment before sighing softly and turning his head in another direction.

“Really, hyung, I'm sorry.” Jinyoung moved closer. Jihoon still turned away. “You don't have to starve yourself of sweets. ..I bought donuts back.”

“No, don't eat.”

“Why are you so angry for so long?” the tall man moaned softly. One hand began to move to hug the other's waist until he had to slam his hand to catch it first.

“Jihoonna.. I did it because I was worried about you.”

“Worried about fat hyung, and with each word you say, does Jinyoung worry about your feelings?” Jihoon finally gave in and turned to look at him. The round person couldn't help but turn and ask in a stern voice at the other person.

Jihoon's psychic sentence made the listener's head drop, their shoulders drooping as if they were feeling guilty. Park Ji Hoon still frowned.

"Now I'm worried. I'm sorry. Don't be angry like this." Big eyes looked at him like a puppy asking for love. Jihoon couldn't help but soften. The round man pursed his lips before shifting his gaze to the donut box in his hand.

“That one.. bought it to apologize, right?”

“Uh huh.”

“Actually.. You can forgive me.” Jihoon longingly grabbed the box of donuts in his hand. Bae Jinyoung began to smile. The mischievous person raised his hand and pulled Jihoon's cheek as soon as he saw that the older man was secretly smiling.

He probably has to go and like the page of the Association for People Afraid of Wives.

Park Ji Hoon wins over him again and wins by being so soft-hearted every time.

“You're spoiled, right?” he asked, popping a round donut into his mouth in a good mood and in such a good mood that he allowed his mischievous hands to wrap around his waist like usual. The audience nodded along with amused smiles, so Jihoon only thrusted his elbow into his chest, which seemed like he looked satisfied.

“Oh, you're spoiled and you still don't stop eating.” Bae Jinyoung took the opportunity to reach forward and bite the other side of the donut that was still in Jihoon's mouth, seizing the opportunity, his eyes widened, and his hand was as quick as his thoughts, slamming it down onto the tree. Donut Horn's leg was held in one hand so that his mouth was free to curse him specifically.

“This kid!”

Jinyoung still laughed and didn't respond. Jihoon started to blush but had to look victorious and continue stuffing the donut in his hand into his mouth.

"Just bear with it a little. I have a fat boyfriend."

He couldn't help but send sarcastic words to his nerves. This time, he could only smile before secretly using the moment he accidentally reached forward to kiss his round cheek. It cost him another life's worth, causing Park Jihoon to thrust her elbow into his chest hard as punishment. Jinyoung laughed hysterically, reaching forward to whisper softly in his ear.

"When you think about it, your cheeks are chubby because you're fat like this. They're kissable, don't you think?"

“This is too much, Bae Jinyoung!!!”

-end.

Talk :

Ah, hello, dry boat. When the captain came to continue and let me just say it was a fic, I was crazy. Haha. Just the donut moment in the MV. That's it. Haha. Seriously, Jihoon is still getting fatter these days. He's round and round. So soft and cute that I had to send Nong Pae to destroy her instead of mothers like us. Haha.

I hope everyone likes it, please give it to me <3