Fluff (because you killed me with all the angst; PG-13
Summary: In which there is morning breath (and breath mints).
Jaejoong wakes in the morning with Yunho’s lips soft and plush against his own. He stretches lazily as he opens his mouth to Yunho’s tongue, lethargically returning the kiss.
“Your breath stinks,” Yunho says.
Jaejoong licks his lips and closes his eyes. “Called morning breath, you turd.”
“Who’re you calling a turd, you turd?”
“Come up with better insults.”
Yunho pouts as he unwraps one of the tiny candies (discarded earlier) that the hotel had considerately placed on their pillows. He places the small candy on his tongue and leans down to kiss Jaejoong again, slipping the treat into the older man’s mouth.
“I get the idea, loser,” Jaejoong murmurs, slowly chewing on the sweet. “You’ll only kiss me with fresh breath?”
“If I said yes, would you still kiss me?”
Jaejoong slaps his arm. “Now I’m not going to, just to spite you.”
As Yunho frowns, Jaejoong blows cool, minty air into his face.
“Idiot,” Jaejoong says fondly. “Now kiss me.”