001 - Tired

Sighing as he plopped himself down onto the worn leather couch, he reached out blindly for the remote control, nearly knocking the vase of orchids down from the end table. He pressed the red button, turning the television on, and leaned back with a contented sigh.

"Yah, I told you to take off your socks before you laze around. Your feet will get smelly," a voice reprimanded from the kitchen, and he grudgingly slouched forward to take off his socks, putting them in a nice pile near one of the coffee table's feet.

A noise of approval came from the kitchen and he leaned back again, trying to concentrate on the football game rather than on the commentator's excited shouts as one of the players rushed towards the end of the field, nearly making a touch down.

"Don't watch sports when you're tired. You tend to get excited," the same voice reminded as the owner walked into the living room and sat with him. "Dinner is ready," he added, placing a hand on his shoulder and squeezed it slightly.

"Yes mommy," Yunho teased as he grinned widely, leaning forward to steal a kiss from Jaejoong who looked ready to protest. "Let's have dinner now," he added, scooping Jaejoong up in his arms and carrying him to the dining room.

"Yah, I thought you were tired?" Jaejoong asked, circling his arms around Yunho's neck. "You're such a hypocrite sometimes."

"Well, I was tired," Yunho admitted. "But not for you. Never."

"Sap."

"You like it anyway."

And Jaejoong couldn't say no.