Hello there guys! This will serve as my fanfiction list!
Thank you ellaine_mae unni for inspiring me to make one! >.<
These stories are all about yaoi, gayness, shounen-ai whatever!
Please don’t read if by any chance you aren’t open minded to boyxboy love.
All of these fics are YOOSU pairing (my OTP)! Most of these are in angst genre, but there are some fluff materials.
Please feel free to read and comment!
Any act of violating IPR (Intellectual Property Rights) shall be subjected to law! >.<
Anyways, I always believe honesty is the best policy!
Plagiarism is bad and not healthy for anyone!
Note: All of these are fictional stories. Any characters and events are purely just made up. If by chance there seems to be similar characters or events, its only accidental and not intentional. Contents are tribute to DBSK pairing/s (especially Yoosu).
This post is published as of July 25, 2009. This is the exact date of when I first met TVXQ and fell in love with KIM JUNSU! >.<
A post to remind me of my 2nd year craziness of the only boy band I have ever admired and worshipped!
Long live TVXQ!
I love and support you guys in my own unique and insane way! >.<
Fighting!
ONESHOTS:
Love like a Cass (True Story)
Taxi
You belong with me by Taylor Swift (YOOSU ver)
One shot Sequels:
Batch 1: Complete
Batch 2:
the tango: beating of the heart (the beginning)
Batch 3: Complete
always keep the faith part 1 of 2
always keep the faith part 2of 2
T-Shirt by Shontelle (Yoosu ver.)
Memories-complete-> mini-series
BOOK 1: Love in Denial
Crazy Love
chapter1
chapter2
chapter3
chapter 4
chapter 5a
chapter 5b
chapter6a
chapter6b
chapter 7a
chapter7b part2
Love Bye Love
Prologue
chapter1
chapter2
chapter3
chapter4
My Oozingly Hot Physical Therapist
prologue
chapter 1
chapter 2
chapter 4
chapter 5
chapter 6
plot bunny: Devil of My Heart
Title: T-Shirt by Shontelle (Yoosu ver.) – Sequel to TAXI
Author: Jelleus
Pairing: Yoosu
Rating: PG
Genre: Angst -dab
Length: One shot
Summary: ‘Nothing feels right when I'm not with you…’
A/N: Some random thoughts. I didn’t expect that I could put another end to TAXI a not so happy ending fic though.
To you guys who felt depressed after reading TAXI, hope you’ll give this a try and be re-‘enlightened’ with the whole story of Yoosu. I think this will give them a permanent closure! >.<
A reminder, it’s better to listen to the song while reading this fic!
This story is in Junsu’s POV.
Tryna decide, tryna decide if I
Really wanna go out to night I
I’m not used to going out without you
I’m not sure I remember how to.
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It felt itchy.
To my wonder, my suit felt incredibly itchy.
Looking in front of my mirror, I re-did my tie.
For the nth time this night, I abruptly loosen it again only to tie it back.
With one last glance, I cast a look on my overall attire, somehow it doesn’t feel right.
Like, I feel there’s something wrong with the way I look.
Sighing, I drag my feet towards the door.
At the back of my mind, I really don’t wanna go out.
Sadly, I have to…
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Gonna be late, gonna be late but,
All my girls gonna have to wait cause
I don't know if I like my outfit
I’ve tried everything in my closet.
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Time is ticking,
My phone’s ringing
I looked upon the messed I’ve made.
Fidgeting on the clothes I’m wearing, I stared tiredly on my closet.
Unbuttoning my white long sleeves, I carelessly throw it on top of my bed along with the pile of clothes that remain discarded after I’ve tried it on.
Guess my so-called friends have to wait.
And so I grab another attire and tried it on only to be thrown on top of that messy pile again and again.
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I gotta be strong, I gotta be strong but I'm
Really hurting now that you’re gone, I
Thought maybe I'd do some shopping
But I couldn't get past the door and
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They said it would help me to meet some new friends, to go to other places, to attend parties but fuck!
Are they kidding me?
Are they underestimating my feelings?
I’m hurting… inside…
I’m not some fucking girl that can be cooed by shopping, by some fancy dress on that store, by some glitzy jewelry on my neck!
I tried… I tried so hard to move on, to go on with my life as if nothing happened.
Don’t they know how many times I’ve thought of going out to have some fun, to fly and travel around the world, to meet other people that would make me forget about everything?
If they care, they would have never forced me.
If they really care, they would have never separated me from him.
If they do care, they would have never taken away the only happiness that made me feel truly alive.
Every time I muster all my courage to go out and have a good time, but when I’m already in front of the door, I just felt tired and all the strength that I’ve thought I had was now entirely gone.
How many times have I touched that door knob without ever thinking of him.
His face, his smile, that wide forehead of his that I always showered with kisses just to tease him.
The thought that even if I opened that damn door and that I couldn’t see him anymore makes me think twice, makes me doubt about myself, makes me think that I don’t want to go to any other place without him.
Because now I realized, without him, my life’s worth nothing.
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Now I don’t know, now I don’t know if I,
Ever really gonna let you go,
And I couldn't even leave my apartment
Stripped down torn up about it
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I heard my phone continuously ring, but then I still ignore it.
Feeling exhausted of all the fittings I’ve done, I glanced at my closet.
Well, all the clothes are entirely gone, all thrown out on top of his bed.
Looking at my wall clock it’s already 11 o’clock in the evening.
‘Too late’ I thought.
Maybe attending a party is not really a good choice.
Not when I really don’t want to go in the first place.
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Nothing feels right when I'm not with you,
Sick of this dress and these Jimmy Choo's
Taking them off cause I feel a fool
Tryna dress up when I'm missing you.
Ima step out this lingerie
Curl up in a ball with something Hanes.
And there I lay
With nothing but your t-shirt on (I'm all by myself with)
With nothing but your t-shirt on
With nothing but your t-shirt on (cause I miss you, cause I miss you)
With nothing but your t-shirt on (said I missed you baby)
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Sighing I took off my slacks.
If I couldn’t attend the party, then I’ll just sleep and dream of him tonight. That’s what I thought.
Grabbing a pajama from my drawer, I wear it on and search for my Micky Mouse shirt.
Finding it beneath the heap of clothes on my bed, I snuggled it and took it on.
Though it’s starting to smell due to continues usage, I will not go wash it and let Micky’s scent be gone.
It’s his shirt, the only thing that made me remind of him.
Kind of stole it without him knowing.
As I lie on my bed, curled up like a little baby inside his mother’s womb, I tried to sleep, tried to escape from this world.
But then I caught a glance of that frame from my bedside table.
I saw a younger version of myself and a girl with lots of icings from my 18th birthday cake.
I looked happy.
The girl looked happy.
We all looked happy.
But now, I don’t feel happy that I toss the picture down.
Seconds turned to minutes,
Minutes turned to hours,
With a sigh, I flip out of the bed and grab a drink from the kitchen.
That’s when I heard my phone ring again.
Not feeling all too well to talk to anyone, I just sat on the couch and wait for that person calling me to just leave me a message or drop the call.
Gulping the water all in one swig, I listened to the caller as she leaves me a message.
*BEEP*
“Junsu-ah, I’m letting you go.”
*BEEP*
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Tryna decide, tryna decide if I
Really wanna go out to night I
Couldn't even leave my apartment
I'm stripped down torn up about it.
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My mind went hazy as I hear those words.
I rushed to my door grabbing the keys with me.
Never did I notice that I was under dress.
Never did I notice that I was only on my feet.
Never did I notice that I didn’t even lock that damn door.
All I know is that I’m free!
Free to have my life on me again!
Free to decide to be with whom I’ll be with again!
I didn’t expect for this day to come!
My body felt light and giddy!
I feel light as though I feel like flying.
Turning the engine on, I stepped on the gas immediately.
I don’t care what the speedometer says.
I don’t care if I’m breaking the law! For god’s sake, its middle of the night, if I know that darn police men are somewhere sleeping and missing their post!
For once, let me break all the rules that were set upon me ever since my mother gave birth to me.
It’s just that I want to see my happiness so badly.
So God can you please close your eyes for a moment and let me do something reckless tonight.
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Nothing feels right when I'm not with you,
Sick of this dress and these Jimmy Choo's
Taking them off cause I feel a fool
Tryna dress up when I'm missing you.
Ima step out this lingerie
Curl up in a ball with something Hanes.
And there I lay
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It’s in front of our use to be house that I felt out of breath.
It’s as though my heart wants to go out on my chest.
Placing one hand on top of it, I silently calm myself.
Sliding out my tongue to wet my lips, a habit that I get on Yoochun whenever he’s nervous, I knocked on the door.
To my dismay, no one opened the door.
And so I knocked harder.
I feel like crying, so many thoughts float in my mind.
‘Is he not here?’
‘Does he change house already?’
‘Is he living with somebody else by now?’
‘Did he forget all about me?’
And then I thought that maybe he’s sleeping over to his friend’s house, to Jaejoong’s to be exact.
I was about to make run for my car when I hear the door creaked and there stood a young man, the man whom I missed so much.
“Who’s there?” the guy behind the door asked.
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Nothing feels right when I'm not with you,
Sick of this dress and these Jimmy Choo's
Taking them off cause I feel a fool
Tryna dress up when I'm missing you.
Ima step out this lingerie
Curl up in a ball with something Hanes.
And there I lay
With nothing but your t-shirt on (I'm all by myself with)
With nothing but your t-shirt on
With nothing but your t-shirt on (cause I miss you, cause I miss you)
With nothing but your t-shirt on (said I missed you baby)
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I stood perfectly on to where I’m standing, still amazed that I was able to see him again.
And there he was, also standing in the front door with his wide eyes set upon me.
It’s getting chilly and so I gulped and said, “That’s my robe.”
I saw him smile and muttered, “That’s my shirt.”
And then I run to him, tears freely flowing out of my eyes.
I hug him as though we’ve never seen each other for decades.
“I miss you.” I whispered.
“I miss you more.” I heard him say.
Noticing that he stares hard on my car, I then loosen my hug and asked him what’s wrong.
“I hate taxis.” My lover muttered.
Clueless as to what he’s trying to say, I was about to ask him more questions when he began talking again.
“Don’t make me hate cars too.”
And there I saw his teary eyes, hurt clearly evident from his face.
Now it dawned to me what this is all about.
I just grinned and uttered,
“No, never will that happen again.”
As I say those words, I cupped his face and kiss him hard on the lips, wanting to make my lover feel how much I yearned for him for in all those months I was away from him.
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(Cause I wanna be close to you)
With nothing but you t-shirt on (I remember when you liked to see me with
With nothing but your t-shirt on
Nothing but your t-shirt on
Hey, lemme tell ya now
Nothing but your t-shirt on
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A/N: Wah! Feeling a bit happy now! So for those who read taxi and t-shirt, can you decode the whole story behind all of this?
As usual comments are love!
- Mood:
calm - Music:t-shirt by shontelle (isn't it obvious?) >.
Title: You Belong with Me by Taylor Swift (Yoosu ver.)
Author: Jelleus
Pairing: Yoosu
Rating: PG 13
Genre: Angst (dab), Fluff
Length: One shot
Summary: ‘Think I know where you belong, think I know it’s with me’
A/N: My latest last song syndrome! Another music video version of YOOSU! >.<
Hope you’ll have fun reading!
PS.
It’s better that you listen to the song while reading this! >.<
You're on the phone with your girlfriend, she's upset
She's going off about something that you said
'Cause she doesn't get your humor like I do
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I looked slightly annoyed at my friend over the phone.
Gah! For the nth time they’re arguing again…
“Taeyeon-ah it’s not like that!”
“No! I’m not shouting at you, ah- I’m saying that you totally misunderstood everything.”
“That’s not what I meant. You’re not dumb.”
“Ack! Please listen to me, no— you’re smart.”
“Taeyeon baby please, it’s meant to be a joke.”
“I see it’s not funny…”
“I’ll not do it again. Baby please...”
“I’m sorry.”
“Can we meet to talk things over?”
“Hello?”
“Hello!”
“Taeyeon?”
“Baby…”
I sighed as I look at my pathetic friend being hung up again.
“Yoochun-ah, it’s a joke right?”
“Yeah… Don’t be so worked up. She’ll forgive you in no time.”
“Do you believe so?”
“Yep! So stop crying like a baby there! Come here let me give you a hug.”
And the smaller man got up and embraced his friend tightly.
“Yoochun-ah, thanks!”
“You’re always welcome Su-ah.”
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I'm in the room, it's a typical Tuesday night
I'm listening to the kind of music she doesn't like
And she'll never know your story like I do
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I’m currently lying on my bed, headphones stuck on my ears as I turned the volume to max.
It’s Tuesday night and I know I should be sleeping by this time. But then again I miss your presence so badly that I found myself listening to some old ballads that we used to sing together back when there was no Taeyeon between us.
I miss those days, sneaking in the school’s music room just to play piano and sang songs that we both used to know.
Do you miss that Su?
I just hate the fact that ever since Taeyeon entered our little world I found you forcing yourself liking the things she likes though we both know what you really want.
Guess, she’ll never know who the real Kim Junsu is.
And with that, I kind of slept with a smile on my face.
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But she wears short skirts, I wear T-shirts
She's Cheer Captain and I'm on the bleachers
Dreaming about the day when you wake up and find
That what you're looking for has been here the whole time
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It’s your big day! The most awaiting championship game for the men’s soccer ball game!
Wearing the t-shirt you gave me as a birthday gift last year, I walked towards the bleachers. I’m really happy that your team reserve seats for close friends like me. Now, I can watch the game with ease!
Clutching on to my banner tightly, I saw you sitting a few meters away from me.
I was surprised to find you waving at me! I smiled and shouted ‘Aja!’ to you. I also bring my banner up, on it written in bold letter KIM JUNSU FIGHTING!
I winked at you and saw you make a flying kiss towards me.
I know you’re just playing around but then my heart skipped at the thought that though you do not mean it, we both know that it’s for me, for me only.
It would have been perfect if not for that Taeyeon bitch ruining our moment by grabbing and hugging you in front of the hundreds of audience in the field!
Why does she have to be the Cheer leader?! Grrr! Doesn’t cheerleaders cheer and not flirt with players?!
Gosh! I swear I saw her smirking towards me after he kissed Junsu full on the lips! That bitch!
I hope that someday Junsu would wake up and realize that Taeyeon is not the princess he thought she is.
Gah! Why does he keep looking from afar when I’m just standing beside him all this while? (T^T)
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Walking the streets with you and your worn-out jeans
I can't help thinking this is how it ought to be
Laughing on a park bench, thinking to myself
Hey, isn't this easy?
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How I love weekends! No school! No homework! And especially no curfew!
But what I love in weekends the most is our ‘Saturday bonding-s’ on the park! ^_^
I love the way you look today. You and your worn out jeans, pretentions gone, just Junsu with me, the simple Junsu that I love.
Having a good time, laughing to your oyaji gags, haven’t you thought that this is easy?
Junsu-ah, you don’t have to pretend that you’re cool, you don’t have to try hard to be a very charismatic guy. With me, you don’t have to lie to yourself.
And all this is what I realize upon sitting on this same park bench were sitting two years ago.
Isn’t that easy? A life with me.
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And you've got a smile that could light up this whole town
I haven't seen it in a while since she brought you down
You say you're fine, I know you better than that
Hey, what ya doing with a girl like that?
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I sigh in relief, seeing that smile upon your face, I silently fell at peace.
It’s been a while since I last saw that sunny grin of yours. Though you insistently said that you’re fine, but I know you better than that.
Since her last phone call, you’re all gloomy and upset.
I want to ask you, why you keep on continuing that relationship with hers when you’re always ending up in hurt though you try really hard to please her.
She doesn’t deserve you Su-ah. Why can’t you see that?
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Oh, I remember you driving to my house in the middle of the night
I'm the one who makes you laugh when you know you're 'bout to cry
And I know your favorite songs and you tell me 'bout your dreams
Think I know where you belong, think I know it's with me
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I heard a knock on my window in the middle of the night.
And the first thing that I’ve thought is ‘No, not again.’
You have this habit of yours to drive your way here in my house at night. And after I opened my window, you’ll be there hanging on that tree branch, tear stained face is what always greets me.
Whatever happens, you always come running into me crying. And me, being the one who’s madly in love with you always see to it to make you smile, to make you laugh.
And after you crack a grin on your cutey face, we’ll then spend the night talking about things, about dreams, about how ironic life is.
One time while we were chatting I suddenly slipped and said that I know where you belong. I know a place where you should spend your whole life.
You then asked me where. But then I don’t have the heart to tell you where and so I pretend to fall asleep. But in my heart I know, you belong with me, that the place you should spend your whole life is here beside me.
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Can't you see that I'm the one who understands you?
Been here all along, so why can't you see?
You belong with me
Standing by and waiting at your back door
All this time, how could you not know?
Baby, you belong with me, you belong with me
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I’m getting frustrated each day that you spend with her when all she does is hurt you.
Why can’t you see me when all I’ve been doing is to stand here and wait for you.
Junsu-ah why?
Haven’t you thought that maybe, just maybe, you belong with me…
=^_^=^_^=^_^=^_^=^_^=^_^=^_^=^_^=^_^=^_^
You belong with me
Have you ever thought just maybe
You belong with me?
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I was waiting at your back door. It’s not you to call me in the middle of the night. You always drove to my house.
I was kind of upset, I am really worried of what happened now. Something terrible maybe…
Though it’s freezingly cold out here and all I got is a pair of slippers and my pajama because I sort of rush here to your house.
Drown to my thoughts I never noticed that the back door had opened revealing a rugged Junsu in front of me.
“Yoochun” you called.
I instantly looked up and walked towards my friend.
He looked tired with the dark circles under his eyes, his chapped lips and pale complexion.
“My god Junsu! It’s been a week since I last saw you! What happened to you?”
I came to hug him but then I felt him push me away.
“What’s wrong Su-ah? Did I do anything wrong?”
“No- I’m sorry it’s just that. Oh god! I’m sorry for calling you this late.”
“No need to go round a bout. You know it’s kind of cold and all I got is a—”
But all the things I want to say went into vain once I felt him hug me tight.
Now, I know something’s really wrong. Junsu never initiated a hug!
“Junsu-ah, I’m really wor—”
“Yoochun, let me talk first okay?”
“Hmmm…”
“I- I broke off with Taeyeon. I—”
“You what?!”
“Chunnie! Me first!”
“O-okay, I’m sorry.”
“It’s fine. Ah- well, last week, I broke it off with her.”
“…”
“You’re not gonna say anything?!”
“S-should I?”
“Never mind!”
“Hey!”
“You see, I-I’ve come into a realization that Taeyeon is not the right one.”
“And?”
“And maybe, I’ve been looking too far to find my right one.”
“So?”
“So, so… So…”
“Kim Junsu, I’m freezing here, would you please get to your point!”
“Yah! PARK YOOCHUN WOULD YOU SHUT UP! I’M REALLY TRYING MY BEST HERE TO SAY TO YOU THAT MAYBE JUST MAYBE, YOU ARE, MAYBE, YOU ARE MY RIGHT ONE!”
“You’re what?!”
“…”
“Would you please repeat what you have said earlier?”
“I- uh. I think you’re my right one.”
“YOU ONLY THINK?!”
“D-do you hate me now for being gay?”
“No but I hate you for taking too long!”
“Taking too long? What are you talking about?”
“I’m saying that you took too long to realize things. And baby it’s not maybe, it’s not you think, it’s I’m the right one because for me you are the one.”
“You, ah wha—”
And with that I cupped his face in my hands and kiss that lips I longed for.
With that I felt him clung onto my neck.
Smiling to myself, I ended the kiss and brought my lips near his earlobes.
“I know where you belong?” I whispered.
And I heard him mewl ‘where’.
With that I cupped his face once more, staring at those dark brown orbs I then said,
“With me, you belong with me.”
And once again, I ravished those sweet lips that taste like heaven.
Never would I let you go now that you’re with me.
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You belong with me.
-Park Yoochun
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A/n: another fail. But then again I have fun writing this story. Hope you all like it!
And to yslover I’ve been working on it. Don’t worry honey! I’ll finish it, I just need a little more inspiration.
- Mood:
busy
Title: Taxi
Pairing: Yoosu
Genre: Angst
Rating: PG
Warning(s): boy’s love
Summary: ‘One moment's dream; I love you to the extent that it hurts, But tonight is ending.’
A/N: Based on the English translation of Taxi by DBSK. It’s un-betaed. It is better that you guys listen to the song while reading this.
Gah! It’s been a while.
To you yslover, I’ve been working on it dear. Please be patient. I’ll be posting The Tango: Beating of the Heart –“Curtain Call” once I’ve finished it.
“Don’t go!”
Two words…
Two simple words…
I couldn’t even say those to you…
I couldn’t even bring myself to run and hold you still…
I couldn’t even force myself to just grab and pull you inside our house…
I couldn’t even…
Couldn’t even
Fight for our love.
In this quivering coldness of the night, rain pouring hard on my shoulders, I watch you leave,
Watch you walk away.
Watch, with my very own eyes, that man to disappear in my life.
And here I am, standing from afar while you clutched your bags firmly.
Silently mouthing what I really felt.
Silently pondering of how things ended this way…
Somehow, in the hidden corner of my heart, how I wished that things happened differently.
That I met you first…
And I made you mine that moment you took my breath away.
From then on, we’ll live cherishing our happy ending.
Maybe if that happened, there wouldn’t be two men soaking wet outside their used to be home.
That instead of silent wishes, they may be cuddling up now whispering sweet nothings to each other’s ears…
That in this instant, there wouldn’t be a man standing beside the roadside watching intently as the other’s back continues to move away from him.
I could feel bile in my throat…
That unexplainable heavy lump that I seem to have these past few days whenever I see that look in his eyes.
That stare that haunt me even in my sleep, torturing me until my heart bled and put my pulse to stop.
It is indeed regrets…
Regret that I see through those beautiful dark brown orbs.
Regret that I hate to admit would never stop haunting the both of us.
Regret that maybe I’m the cause of bringing it to our lives.
My little angel I’m setting you free.
I’m giving you your freedom…
Giving you your life back.
Though I could feel my heart stinging from the sight of your retreating figure,
I’m willing to sacrifice my feelings and my dreams of us together.
All I want is for you to be happy.
And silently I wish that when the time comes, that if fate allowed us to see each other again, maybe you could greet me with your sunshine smiles and dolphin laughters.
Deep inside, even though you aren’t mine anymore, it will be enough for me to keep going and lead on with my life.
So baby-yah, though I couldn’t say anything at all, please be happy because that’s all that you can do to mend my heart.
And before I knew it, I am silently mouthing ‘I love You-s’ as I watch him leave.
Raindrops continue seeping through the fabrics of my clothes.
I fight back the shivers that seem to take over my body.
No I don’t want to walk away…
I don’t want to be apart from you that soon…
I don’t want to miss this, even if it felt as if a knife continues to stab my body with every step you make.
In my mind, I’m memorizing it all, how you look, how rain fell on your shoulders, and how you wave your right hand to…
To…
To…
Hail a taxi.
Dammit!
Don’t cry Yoochun-ah! Don’t cry.
Though rain could easily hide those tears you’re trying to keep, please don’t cry.
Because if that happens, if that single tear starts to fall there’ll be another and another and another…
Don’t cry because it will just ruin your sight and you’ll look only at him with blurry eyes and it’s not good!
Gasping for air, I watch as the cab stop right in front of Junsu, watch as he opened the door and put his luggage in, watch as he turn again and look at me.
With one last sigh, I waved my hand and forced myself to smile. I waved my hand as if a friend is leaving and is looking forward for another meeting. I waved it as though Im hopeful that maybe just maybe, we’ll end up seeing each other again.
But I know in my heart this is where it ends…
From the very beginning, I know you aren’t mine. Though it hurts to admit, you aren’t fully mine. And now I’m doing the most righteous thing and that is to set you free. Free from my love, free from all those regrets this love is holding you back.
As I saw you enter that very taxi, I said to myself, ‘this is it’…
And so, I whisper my last ‘I love you’ to you before you truly depart.
I stopped waving the moment the car starts speeding, the smile long gone.
A very long silence took over my body. I guess, I really couldn’t believe that this is how it ends.
Keeping my composure, I turned my back and slowly walked towards ‘our’ house.
I was startled a bit when I heard my phone rang.
Picking it inside my pocket, I answered it immediately.
And without hellos, I heard a sigh on the other line
Before I knew it, I thought I heard him whisper ‘I love you’
Just like that, the line went dead.
Just like that, I fell on my knees,
All pretentions gone
This very man, who tries to be strong,
Tries to hold back his tears,
Tries to gather up the pieces of his heart bravely
With just a call
He is once again shattered…
Bending on my knees in the middle of the road, rain pouring hard as ever that I really couldn’t open my eyes anymore, I cried.
I cried as I shouted a thousand “I love you” in the air.
Tonight it’s ending.
All the madness will stop right here.
All these tears will stop falling.
But my heart will never stop beating for him. Though it hurts that what we had is a sad ending.
A/N: Ah… broken Yoosu, sorry for this guys. Im just really depress to the idea of dbsk’s disbandment.
Cheer me up please! Can anyone tell me truthfully on to what will happen if in case jaechunsu wins this trial? Im so confuse right now. T^T
- Location:beside junsu
- Mood:
depressed
Title: Love like a Cass (True Story)
Author: Jelleus
Pairing: Yoosu
Length: Oneshot
Rating:PG 13
Genre: major angst
Summary: “Love is like a Cass. If you keep shaking, you’ll never know in what direction it will splash.”- Sandara Park
A/N: Here’s a true angsty story, I just named the characters to our dear dbsk members. Hope you’ll like it.
10.
“I think it’s about time we do it.” The other guy said.
“But I’m not ready yet…” I muttered.
“Do you love me?”
“Of course but—”
“I’ll be enough ready for the two of us. Don’t worry babe, I’ll be gentle.”
And just like that, his lips came crashing into mine making me forget all about God, my parents and my promise to my one and only brother…
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9.
“Hey Junsu-ah! Come to hyung-ah. I have something to tell you.”
Putting the ball down, he came running to his older brother and sat beside him.
“What is it hyung-ah?”
And then Junho raised his ‘pinky’ finger in front of his dongsaeng.
“What’s that?”
“Swear by the heart, you have to promise me that you’ll only give yourself to the person you’ll marry or else I’ll die if you did not do so.”
“Bu— but—”
“I know it sounded so sissy but I have to do this. It’s for you Su-ah. I only want to protect you. I only want what’s the best for you. Do you understand that?”
“Of course hyung…”
“So can you promise me to reserve yourself for the only man whom you’ll marry and spend the rest of your life with?”
Sighing, I raise my pinky and clutch it with my brother’s.
And from afar I heard Jaejoong-hyung shouting at us.
“Hey guys, what are you doing?” he asked.
“Just the pinky promise” I heard my brother yelled back.
And then our cousin Jae jogged towards us with a smile on his face.
“You know dongsaeng-ah, I did that with Minnie too. Hope that the both of you keep your promises.” The eldest of us said.
I just fell silent and thought that the promise is a bit unfair to us younger lads.
Come on, hyung and Jae hyung have done it several times.
So what’s wrong with me doing it too?
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8.
“It’s been a while Minnie-ah.” I said.
Here we are, sitting at the backyard together with our other cousins such as Minwoo, Onew, Kibum, Ryeowook, Eunhyuk, Amber and Nickhun.
“Hey where are the ‘Cassies’? I’m so excited to drink! It’s been ages since I last drink with you guys!” Kibum muttered.
“Aigoo, give Kibum here some Cass. I bet he’s really thirsty since ajumma won’t allow him to drink beer!” after that Amber snickered at her own thoughts.
“I miss you cousins!” Onew suddenly yelled.
“Yep me too! Fuck school! Damn those assignments, they’re hindering my social life!” Minwoo shouted back.
“Woah, its really been a while. I’m glad school days are over.” Ryeowook mumbled.
“So how’s life my dear cousins?” Eunhyuk asked.
Minnie then smiled and answered,
“Good indeed! Actually cousins, I did it with Keita.”
My eyes turned wide! I couldn’t believe what he had just said!
“What ‘it’? As in ‘IT’? The you know, the birds and the bees and all?” Amber blurted out.
“Stop that Amber. It’s the forbidden ‘it’ you know!” Kibum said.
“Oh my God! You have to tell us how it happened!” Eunhyuk said in fascination.
“Shocks! No couz! Really?!” Minwook and Onew yelled at the same time.
“Ssshhh… You don’t want my parents to know about that! Be quiet will you!” Changmin hushed.
All of us fell silent, until…
“So how was it?” Nickhun asked.
Our eyes fell on our one and only rebellious cousin waiting for what is gonna tell us.
“Well, for a starter, it kinda hurts but after that… its just pure satisfaction!” he answered.
“But we promised Min-ah…” I whispered.
“And so? What they don’t know won’t hurt them.” He nonchalantly replied.
“Tell us! I want a full detail account! Minute by minute! Blow by blow! I want to know how Keita approached for ‘you know’!” Eunhyuk blabbered.
“We did it here in my house and … blah blah blah…”
Staring at Min-ah telling his story, I couldn’t find any remorse. He is indeed a picture of a dare devil with the thrill of life behind him.
I don’t know what or how to feel about the matter. I look back at those days where we swore that we will not do it, that we are not in favor of pre-marital sex. And now, I look at the present Min in front of me and I really could not believe how this conservative country boy had grew and be changed into a liberated Seoul punk.
Now I wonder where that boy went…
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7.
It all started with fleeting stares.
I just broke up with my current boyfriend when Park Yoochun entered my life.
It’s not the first time that we met, after all, he is my neighbor and he’s one of my brother’s best friends ever since we were young.
Yes, he tried to hit on me several times, but back then, I only have my eyes set on my present boyfriend Seunghyun then. Even so, we became friends.
After the so called break up, he frequently drop by at my house. He, in a way, won my heart through his thoughtful acts, loving promises and how he took care of me especially when we are strolling outside.
There were no proposals or simple agreement on our status. It’s just one day while we were on a date, we accidentally bumped into one of my ajummas.
I turned pale. No one in my family knows that I’m going out with him except for my brother Junho.
I was stuttering when I introduced Yoochun to my auntie. But what I didn’t expect is for him to bow down and introduce himself as my boyfriend.
After that faithful encounter, we made it official by sealing a sweet kiss on each other’s lips before he drop me by at my house.
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6.
My cousins were the second to know about my relationship with him.
I know, even if they didn’t tell it directly onto my face, that they disapprove of my relationship with him.
I love my cousins. They are my best pal. But this time, I won’t let them ruin what we have.
It just hurts that on my 18th birthday, I have to eat on separate tables because they don’t want to eat together with my boyfriend on one table. Not to mention that they were throwing daggers whenever I sat beside him on the other table.
What can I do? I want to be with all of them. This is my day! But at the end of the party, I just wished that I hadn’t celebrated it.
It just made me feel how disgusted my cousins are with my boyfriend, and how Yoochun was being indifferent towards them, even being a little possessive that night. He kept on holding my hand and insisting that I should only sit beside him.
Damn! I feel tired of all those bullshits! They can’t even consider me! Why can’t they give me a break and pretend that they are doing well in mingling with each other.
That very night, I cried all my exhaustion, frustration and disappointments.
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5.
“Why can’t we do it?” Yoochun asked.
Sighing, I just stared at him.
“I’m not ready. Isn’t that enough?” I asked back.
I saw him grabbed his cigarettes and lit one.
“You know I love you.” He muttered.
“I know just give me time. That’s all I’m asking for…”
And then, Yoochun threw his cigarette and hug me from behind.
“I’m sorry. Let’s just forget about what I said earlier.” After that, he kissed me on my lips.
Smiling to myself, I just let him tugged me gently towards my house.
Never would I break my promise to Junho. If Yoochun is really the one, I know he can wait for me till I’m ready.
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4.
In a relationship, I know misunderstandings are inevitable. But what I didn’t expect is that from a simple text message he will blindingly go to my new friend’s place and knock Siwon out.
For Pete’s sake! Siwon is Keita’s friend which by the way is my cousin’s boyfriend. We just met on friendly terms. Just hanging out with Changta to make sure that they are just ‘wholesome-ly’ dating.
I didn’t know the guy very well, and I didn’t send flirtatious text messages to lead Siwon on as what Yoochun thought I was doing! In the first place, we don’t even have something going on between us!
After what Yoochun had done, I just called Siwon and apologized to him. I couldn’t risk the chance that Chun might catch me visiting him at his house to personally say sorry. I’m really ashamed for what happened. What I can only do now is to stay away from him to not cause any trouble.
Aish, so much for exchanging friendly text messages…
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3.
“You know I won’t knock that guy out if I’m feeling secure about our relationship!” he muttered.
I just stared at him not wanting to believe what he just said.
What the heck! Is he insisting that I’m being unfaithful again?!
“What are you trying to say?!” I asked him.
I saw him breath heavily and said, “I want space to cool off…”
I fell silent.
Is he trying to break up on me?!
“A-are we breaking up?” I shot back on him.
“No! it’s only cool off. I just need time to think things over! I—”
“Don’t fucking shit on me! They’re the same! You’re just having some lame excuse to break us! I’m not some dumbass you know! Fuck you!”
“So?! What if I’m trying to break up on you?!”
“Fuck! Can’t we, at least, work this out?”
And then tears began to fall. Feeling my knees wobble, I sat on my lap gripping on it firmly.
We both fell silent.
With one last sob, I just said to him, “I don’t want to lose you, you know…”
“Then give me something I can assure to myself that you are mine.” Yoochun whispered.
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2.
It happened not once but twice.
I know I broke my promise to my hyung the moment we both laid on top of my boyfriend’s bed. But as Changmin would have said it, what they didn’t know won’t hurt them. And I think, as long as Junho doesn’t know about anything, I stand on my promise in his eyes. And that’s what matters for now.
It’s dangerous, yes. But if that means that I’ll have Yoochun I’ll risk anything and everything.
I think that’s how love works, sacrificing what you have and feeling happy even if you have nothing just so you can keep it burning alive.
Up to this moment, I don’t feel any regrets. I’m just having fun with the one I love.
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1.
The one I didn’t expect to happen sooner…
It was my ajushii that told me about him and some girl together at a mall. I brushed him off saying that she’s his cousin, or so I thought.
I was having doubts from then on, but these doubts were always forgotten whenever he starts kissing me.
And so, happy days start to roll over again…
One day, I thought of surprising him in his apartment. It’s been a while since we last saw each other, him being busy with his studies while I’m not allowed by my father to go outside the house at night. So we really lack quality time together.
The moment is right, my parents were gone, and my brother’s spending his night at his girlfriend’s house. So if I leave the house, no one will know.
I bathed really long, making sure I smell clean and fresh and put on my favorite cologne.
Sneaking outside the house (so that our neighbors won’t know that I left), I hurriedly flee to his place.
I was so nervous that I didn’t notice the lights were off. When I turned the knob, it was locked. I was about to go home when I saw in a corner a couple kissing madly and heavily touching each other!
I should have looked away if not for the bracelet the guy was wearing (that is awfully familiar to me)! If I remembered it right, I bought that for Yoochun on our first monthsary!
Feeling my blood boil, I walked towards the couple and said, “So what do we have here?”
And then, I saw MY boyfriend get the shock of his life.
I just stand there waiting for what will happen next.
I saw him loosen his hold to the other girl and said, “It’s not what you think—”
“Yeah, you sure take me for some dumbass! Fuck you! We’re over!”
“So what?! As if I care! It’s your fault anyways. You don’t have time for me that’s why we fell apart!”
Turning my back at the couple, I walked home. Not minding what nonsense Yoochun had continue blabbering out.
What an asshole! And what a dumbass really I am. I should have known better.
As I lay on my bed, the one thing that I’ve thought of, I will not cry.
I will not shed any tears for that bastard who took away every single of my being.
He is not worth it.
Definitely not worth it…
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0.
A slap was the very anticipating greeting of my brother for me.
“How could you?” he asked.
I stood silent.
I am lying in my room when he came barging in and slap me hard on my face.
“How could you break your promise? Do you really want me to die? Do you really want that?!” Junho yelled.
I stared at him not wanting to say anything.
“Yah! Answer me!”
After that, he walked towards my bedside table and grabbed Chun’s picture.
In his rage, Junho threw that on the wall breaking the frame and its glass.
Even after what happened, I remained silent not knowing the right words to say to calm him down.
“What?! Say something! Fuck it!”
Sighing, I hugged my brother and felt thankful that he didn’t struggle and instead held me firmly.
“I-I love him Junho-ah. I love him so much.” I whispered.
“But you promised—”
“I know… And I’m paying it dearly…”
“That bastard, I’ll make sure he’ll pay for what he did! I’ll make him suffer! Fuck him! I’ll give—”
“Hyung, please! I just want it to end that night… I don’t want any more trouble. I… If you could do something, just don’t let me see him, don’t ever let him be near to him. That’s all that I want.”
After that, I brushed his tears away and said, “Don’t cry hyung. I didn’t even shed any tears for him, so don’t cry…”
And for the first time, I spend the afternoon consoling him instead of the usually other way around.
Funny but it’s worth the time reaching out to those people whom I became distant to ever since Yoochun and I became a couple.
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-1.
Now that I’ve reached negative level 1, its time for a kickback and turn the tables my way.
I’m so thankful that my cousins, the ones that I’ve turned my back off to give more time to Chun, didn’t brush me away.
I’m truly glad that even in my deepest darkest corner of my life they were still beside me never leaving and still patiently waiting for me to comeback.
With their support, I’ve decided on some things to help myself get over him.
First, I’m going back to college. I want to graduate and show him I can achieve things without him.
Second, I’m not gonna let myself be affected by his new found love Yoona. Instead of moping inside my room, I’ll just spend it with people whom I know love me the most.
Lastly, I know it’s pathetic but at least just to give him a taste of his own medicine…
Clutching tightly to the other guy’s arm, I whispered, “Sorry Siwon-shii to drag you into this. I shouldn-t have—”
“Hey, I’m a willing decoy here. It’s okay. I’m glad to help you and come to think of it, it will also be my way on taking revenge on him. Smile, you don’t want him to see you stiffly walking beside me.”
“Siwon-shii, really big thanks. I owe you a lot. Even if its just for his ego. I’m willing to step on it, just to get even. After this, I’ll start moving on.”
“Well, if that happens, don’t forget to call me.”
“What’s that?”
“Smile, we’re on his way.”
I instantly looked at him, the second that our eyes met, I don’t know what happened but I felt smiling or more like smirking towards him.
As we passed on him, Siwon lay his arm around my shoulder and looked smugly at my ex whose eyes turned wide at the sudden act.
After that, I hid my smirk as I saw Yoona dragging Yoochun away from our direction.
“Mission complete!” Siwon mumbled.
We now both stood at my house’s front door, not really knowing what to say to each other.
“Thanks to you!” I muttered.
“As I said before, don’t forget to call me. I mean it.”
“…”
“Hey, I’m not forcing you. I’m just wanting you to know that I’m interested… into knowing you more.”
“err… I guess thanks?”
“So uhm… bye for now!”
And before I even know it, I felt a peck on my cheek then I saw Siwon running away from me.
Laughing at his naughtiness, I unconsciously touch my cheek while walking inside my house.
Thinking about what happened, I really could just agree to what Sandara Park had said in Cass CF, “Love is like a Cass. If you keep shaking, you’ll never know in what direction it will splash.”
A/N: sorry for the wrong grammar. I don’t have the virtue of patience of checking it over and over again. Hope you’ll like it! ^_^
- Music:kiss by dara park
Title: My Oozingly Hot Physical Therapist (Mini-series!)
Author: Jelleus
Pairing: Yoosu
Length: chaptered
Rating: PG-13
Genre: angst and fluff?! 0.0 wtf!
Summary: A broken leg and an unexpected meeting.
A/N: It’s kind of a high school fic.
chapter 5
Chapter 6
In the middle of the night a continuous ringing could be heard.
Not wanting to make any more noise, our sleepy therapist grabbed and answered his phone hurriedly.
“Hello?”
“Yoochun-ah?”
“Yeah. Who’s this?”
“Ricky…”
And after that, he couldn’t sleep at all…
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“What are we doing here?!” Junsu asked furiously.
But then the oozingly hot physical therapist just ignored him and continued pushing the wheel chair forward.
“Yah! I’m asking you a question bastard!” the soccer superstar yelled.
Sighing loudly, Yoochun settled his patient near a bench and bent forward as to whisper something to his bratty companion.
“Have you heard that fresh air is good for your health? I think that since your house is near the play ground, we might as well take advantage of it! From now on, we’ll start our day early. We’ll go here and perform some breathing exercises and when your foot is good enough for some stretching and walking exercises, we’ll do that too. For now, let’s just enjoy the fog, the scenery, and the peacefulness of the morning.”
But the Junsu just stared at him with annoyance and said,
“What the –?! You woke me up just for this crap! God! I should be sleeping at this time around!”
“It’s not crappy Su-ah—”
“Park Yoochun-SHII! Excuse me but you don’t have the right to call me Su! Only my friends could call me that!”
“Aish! Why are you picking a fight on me on this beautiful day?! Okay KIM JUNSU-SHII, first of all, this is not crappy, it’s a part of my fitness program for all of my patients, and that includes you. You need fresh air so that you could work out your lungs since you can’t jog or swim for exercising purposes. Second, an athlete like you must have been waking earlier than five in the morning just to stay in shape. Hong hyung told me that you always woke up around 4 am. And lastly, you don’t have to always pick a fight on me. If you want me out of your life immediately, then you should prove to me that you are that great that you could recover quickly. If that happens, once you start walking, I’ll be out of your life at once if that’s what you want. Understood?”
“…”
“You know, I really want to help you. I really want your foot to get healed as soon as possible. So please, please, you should start cooperating with me. Is that okay?”
“…”
“Junsu-shii?”
“Okay, I’ll cooperate but…”
“But?”
“Stop teasing me. You know, you’re pushing me at my edge whenever you tease me.”
“But—Okay I’m sorry if I did get too far on teasing you. I’m really sorry.”
“That’s okay. Never do that again.”
And then Yoochun walked in front of his patient and laid his hand in front of the snobby player.
“What’s that?” Junsu asked, eyeing the hand in front of him.
“I know it’s a bit crappy but I want to start over again.”
“So?”
Yoochun coughed loudly and said.
“Hi I’m Park Yoochun, but you can call me Chunnie. I will be your physical therapist from now on.”
“Chunnie?! What a lame nickname!”
But the nurse ‘coughed’ loudly again.
Junsu then eyed him from head to toe and then,
“Hello, I’m Kim Junsu, a soccer player. You can call me Su if you like.”
After that, the injured player reached for his nurse’s hand and softly shook it.
“Nice meeting you Su-ah.”
“You too.”
“I hope that we could work out well so that you’ll heal faster.”
“I hope so too.”
“Uhm,”
“What?”
“Can you call my name?”
“Why?”
“Nothing. Well. Let’s start by deep inhaling just like this.”
And then Yoochun just breathe in all the oxygen he could, filling his lungs with cold fresh air.
Junsu just looked at him and followed.
“You’re doing great Su-ah! Keep breathing just like that.”
After that, the two both fell silent.
Wordlessly doing their own task not until,
“What your problem?” the smaller of the two curiously asked.
“Nothing.”
“Nothing? But I think you’re a bit emotional today. You definitely snap back at me earlier.”
“Just tired.”
“Then quit this!”
“I thought were starting over. Why are you picking a fight again?”
“I just don’t like it when my companion is in distress, that’s why back then I love to hang out with Hyukjae. He’s always fun and lively although he maybe a bastard.”
“He is a bastard.”
“Don’t talk bad about my friend on my face. You don’t know anything.”
“You also don’t know everything.”
“So you’re the one picking a fight.”
“No, I—I’m sorry. I’m just stressed out lately.”
“Forgiven.”
“Wha-what?!”
“I said your forgiven only if you tell me what’s bothering you.”
“Why do you want to know?”
“Just curious.”
‘Maybe you’re just too afraid to show you care’ Yoochun mumbled.
“Are you saying anything?” Junsu asked.
“Nothing, it’s just that I’ve been thinking lately. “
“About what?”
“About how to help a friend I know. You know, he lacks love.”
“Really? Idiot, then give him love.”
“But he refuses me and I don’t know what else I’ll do to help him.”
“God! For acting so high and mighty, you don’t know what to do?! Keep trying it’s better than giving up.”
“You think so?”
“Aish! Just don’t overdo it because if you do, maybe he’ll end up kicking you out of his house just like how I did that to you yesterday.”
“Ouch!”
“Yes that hurts, A LOT! So learn your lesson.”
“Thanks Su-ah.”
“You’re welcome… Chunnie-ah.”
Yoochun’s face instantly lit up and he couldn’t help smiling at the thought that Junsu just called his name.
“Hey why are you grinning like a mad man?”
“Nothing, I’m just simply happy!”
“You’re crazy, just earlier you were gloomy and sad. And now? What did I miss? You’re glowing and smiling. You look scary!”
“Don’t mind me. Continue breathing in and out for about thirty minutes and after that we’ll go home and eat breakfast.”
“Are you sure you’re mentally stable?”
“Very sure Su-ah.”
“Okay.”
“Su-ah!”
Then Yoochun bent forward to remove a fallen eye lash under Junsu’s right eye.
“What’s that?” his patient asked.
“A strand of you eyelash.”
And then the unexpected happened.
Junsu bent towards Yoochun and smiled,
“Thanks Chunnie-ah.”
After that, our might character, after all those years, blushed like there’s no tomorrow.
a/n: so sorry for the lack of updates. I hope that this will make up my long absence! ^_^
I’ll be finishing this as soon as possible. Im losing my muse for this… if worst comes to worst I may not be able to end it. :(
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Author: Jelleus
Pairing: Yoosu
Rating: PG-13 for the sole reason that its boyxboy
Genre: Angsty, fluff
Length: Oneshot
Summary: hmmm, just imagine Yoochun making his own music video of Hot n Cold of Katy Perry with Yoosu theme!
A/N: Gah! Its Katy Perry’s fault, because of her, I find myself writing rather than listening to my professor! >.<
It’s unbeta-ed!
This is to make up for my long absence.
Author’s note: italicized parts means that it happened from the past and better listen to the song while reading! >.<
Prologue
“What did I do again Junsu-ah?”
“…”
“Tell me. How can I make it up to you?”
“…”
“Aren’t you going to say anything?”
“…”
“Well damn!”
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You change your mind, like a girl changes clothes…
“Su-ah, what flavor do you want?”
“Chunnie-ah, there’s so many flavors, can you help me pick one?”
Smiling to his lover, Yoochun then clung his arm on the other guy’s shoulder and said,
“How about this one, strawberry cheese flavor?”
“That sounds yummy but…”
“But what?”
“I think I want to have chocolate cherry too.”
“Is that so? Okay, I’ll buy them both.”
“Really?”
“Of course, anything for you babe!”
“Chu-chunnie wait! I think I just want to have Mocha Latino.”
“Huh? Okay then.”
“No, no, no! I made up my mind, what’s better, milky vanilla or chocolate torte?”
“Uh Babe?”
“Aigoo! Look at this Chunnie-ah! I didn’t know they already have sans rival! I want to try this one!”
“O-okay babe!”
“Baby, I don’t want that anymore. This is the last, I’m really sure of this now. I’d like to have triple chocolate java!”
“Junnie babe?”
“Yep?”
“I have a better idea.”
Soon enough, Time Out Gelato opened.
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Yeah you, PMS like a bitch, I would know
“I hate you!”
“W-what?!”
“I hate you! Don’t talk to me!”
“Junsu babe, what did I do?”
“You English speaking bastard, don’t talk to me!”
“Hey! What happened to “Chunnie-ah-you’re-so-good-that-I’m-up-f
“Lies! I don’t even remember saying that!”
“KIM JUNSU!”
“Changminnie, let’s play a video game!”
“Yah! We’re not done yet! Aish! Kim Junsu, if you walked out of that door that means were—”
*Loud Bang!*
“… over?”
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And you, over think, always speak cryptically
“Are you happy Chunnie-ah?”
“Yes, very happy. I think AADBSK 3 will be a hit!”
“Why are you so happy?”
“What do you mean? I’m happy because we all had fun taping it!”
“Is that all?”
“Huh? Baby what’s up to you?”
“What about hyung?”
“Who?”
“Hyung!”
“Jae or Yunho?”
“Depends on you!”
“What?!”
“Pretending not to know!”
“Gah! A-are you jealous of Yunho hyung?”
“Should I?”
“Aish! What about Changmin huh? You kept on hugging him when we all know that he has a huge crush on you? I saw him pinch your ass, don’t you dare deny it!”
“And don’t you dare too, to change the subject!”
“Aigoo! I don’t get you at all!”
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I should know they are no good for me…
“Jaejoong-ah, what should I do?”
And then a green bottle is placed in front of him.
“Drink. Drink it good Yoochun-ah!”
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We use to be just like twins, so in sync
“Aren’t the sunset so gorgeous?”
“No I think its breath taking.”
“Yoochun-ah…”
“Hmmm…”
“Take a look of this.”
“Piano score sheets?”
“Yep!”
“Looking at the Sunset, is this your composition?”
“Uhuh!”
“Oh my god! It’s beautiful. But why—”
“It’s for you.”
“…”
“Actually, I want to write this song for so long, I want to make a music of my own that will be able to capture our resounding hearts. Actually, I am dedicating this to you and to our secret love story. Crappy isn’t it? I blame you for rubbing your greasiness on me!”
“My! My Junsu-ah, come here I want to cuddle you!”
*sniff*
“Yah! Park Yoochun stop crying.”
“I can’t help it! These damn tears won’t stop falling!”
“Let me see your face. There, I’ll kiss your boo-boo so you’ll stop crying!”
“Aish, I’m not a kid Junsu-ah!”
“Definitely not a kid anymore, but as long as you keep my bed warm and you can still make my heart flutter just by handsomely standing a pole feet away, you’ll forever stay as my lover, my greasy cry baby Yoochunnie!”
(A/N: so sorry for this crappy part. I can’t think of any sweet Yoosu moments right now! T^T)
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The same energy now’s a dead battery
“Get up baby!”
“Yoochunnie, it’s already past midnight. You should be sleeping right now.”
“But babe, you promised that you’ll join me for some drive tonight!”
“Aish, I forgot… Can’t we just do it tomorrow night?”
“But—”
“Okay I get it!”
“Love you Junnie-ah!”
After an hour…
“Isn’t the night sky beautiful with my newly bought car?”
“…”
“Junsu babe?”
“…”
“Jun— Great!*sigh* What will I do to you Junsu-ah? Neglecting your boyfriend just like this, if I knew that you’ll just fall asleep I would have never insisted for you to come…”
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Used to laugh ‘bout nothing, now you’re plain boring
“Look at that Junnie-ah, isn’t Jaejoong hyung look so funny when he’s pissed off?”
“Yoochun, I’m tired.”
“Oh come on! Just take a look!”
“Stop it! I’m tired okay!”
“Just one glance! Please baby-ah!”
“Gah! Okay, okay, I’m looking at him. Happy?”
“He looks so dorky isn’t it?”
“No, not at all.”
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I should know that you’re not gonna change
“Jaejoong hyung, I’m a little sober. Are you sure soju’s gonna help my problem?”
“Yoochun-ah, you’re not sober, you’re drunk! You even called me hyung! Pwahahahhahaa!”
“Puff! Hyung I- I think I’m going to puke!”
“Hahahhaha! You think?! Hahahhaha! Oh man! That’s gross! Gah! I’ll not bath you Yoochunnie-ah! You’ll clean that tomorrow or you’ll never be able to step inside this house ever again!”
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Someone call a doctor, got a case of a love bipolar
“Did you puke all your guts out?!”
“Shut up! Give me more soju Jaejoong, I think I’m going to need it!”
“Woah! Dude you’re calling me Jaejoong, I bet you’re sober again!”
“Shut up! I need a shot!”
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Stuck on a roller coaster, Can’t get off this ride
“Hey drunk where are you going? Puking your guts out again?”
“Shut up hyung! I’m gonna find my Junnie!”
“Hahaha! I bet Junsu will not let you in his room! You stink!”
“Let’s see about that! I will not let him set aside me now! I’ll show you, I’m gonna bang his daylights out! So hard that tomorrow, SM will be scandalized for the strange sounds coming from this house! Bwahahahahhahaha!”
“Crazy bastard! If that happens I’ll dug your own grave and let Junsu-ah choke you to death!”
“That’ll happen if I survive Yunho hyung’s deadliest hapkido combat technique!”
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You change your mind like a girl changes clothes
“I love you Yoochunnie-ah!”
“I thought you said you hate me.”
“No I would never ever hate my grease ball.”
“So what about the ‘you-english-talking-bastard-don’t-t
“It’s your fault!”
“Me? Why me?”
“If you did not make fun of my English I will not probably throw tantrums at you!”
“What the—”
“You started it you see! What the fuck is wrong with my ‘OH-MY-GOD-SUN!’”
“Aww baby, I’m so sorry! There is nothing wrong that. You know I’m just teasing you!”
“Don’t you do that again!”
“I promise! So Junnie-ah, what do you think? Want to continue what we left out this morning?”
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“Yoochun you’re drunk, go home!”
“No I’m not drunk. Why don’t we talk in your room...”
“No, you stink, better we talk it outside!”
“Bwahahahahhaha!”
“What’s your problem Yoochun?”
“…”
“Yoochun?”
“…”
*sniff* *sniff*
“Are you going to cry just like that?! You better go home. We’ll talk when you’re not—”
“You…”
“W-what? What about me?”
“Y-you! You’re my problem that is!”
“What—”
“Cause you're hot then you're cold, you’re yes then you're no, you’re in when you're out, you’re up and you're down. You're wrong when it's right, it’s black when it's white, we fight, we break up, we kiss, we make up”
“Yoochun?”
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You, you don't really wanna stay, no
But you, you don't really wanna go, oh
“Junsu?! Oh shit! I’m sorry for ruining your sheets. Gah! I shouldn’t have drunk last night. I’m so sorry. Did I do anything? Did I puke? Did I, did I… I didn’t do anything horrible?! Argh! My headaches!”
“…”
“Junsu?”
“…”
“Baby— O=okay I get it. I’m leaving—“
Then suddenly he was pinned down on the bed, Junsu hovering him while he was left speechless.
His world might be spinning so fast but when Junsu’s lips touched his, he felt as if he didn’t drink any soju last night.
“I-I’m the one who should be sorry Yoochun-ah. I’m so sorry for all my childishness, for my stubbornness, for all of my mood swings. I-I love you baby! I always will.”
“…”
“Yoochun, are you still angry at me?”
“…”
“Baby?”
Sighing, Yoochun then hugged his lover closer and whispered,
“No, but if you did not kiss me again I might—”
‘be…’ left unuttered.
Kissing in the morning is such a wonderful feeling! Though this man broke his heart all over again, Gah! At least Junnie’s back in his life again. Being there and mending the pieces of his broken heart back once more.
And he thinks this time, it’s really for keeps.
The End!
A/N: It’s my last song syndrome, so I thought that why not make a fanfic out of it! My sole reason that I wrote this was to get over with the song, but sadly after I finished it, I just found myself repeating it all over again while reading this story!
Hope you had fun guys! >.<
Title: The Tango: Beating of the Heart (The Beginning) –“Curtain Time”
Author: Jelleus
Pairing: Yoosu
Genre: Angst
Rating: G
Length: One-shot
Summary: In this alternate universe, just imagine Yoosu in their senior year in college.
They’re all ready,
Waiting for the cue,
Then the lights turned on,
It’s curtain time.
The Waltz: Moon River
The Waltz: Moon River II
The Tango: Beating of the Heart (The Beginning)
How can he start this?
Somehow, without even knowing it…
Situations got a ‘BIT’ complicated.
Too complicated that it got to the point that he found himself being flown away by the rushing waves of unexpected events happening recently in his life…
Perhaps he should call himself a victim… A victim of bad timing…
Who would have thought that after receiving a very “GOOD” news from his best friend a stray dog would cut his way making his posh car end up ‘kissing’ that big chunky tree.
The doctor told him that he is indeed lucky that he only have a bruised forehead, nothing more nothing less. But then, he won’t say that for his car. It is a mess, fixing it would cost a lot that he’ll just probably buy a new one.
Maybe he should treat this as a blessing in disguise.
After the incident, he’ll have a reason to go drive a new shiny stylish car together with his best-est friend ever who’ll be too afraid to lose sight of him again fearing that he may end up with another accident without him by his side.
Who would have thought that Park Yoochun would react this way?
He should be happy, should be grateful for the fact that his best friend is giving this much attention considering that the engagement party is weeks away. He should be jumping in joy and etch a gorgeous smile on his face.
But then again, he couldn’t describe what he is feeling.
Every time he sees that handsome face full of concern, full of care, he can’t help but feel so special. However, just as he was starting to think that maybe, just maybe, Yoochun has these ‘feelings’ for him too, Yoona’s face always pops up bursting all the dreamy bubbles inside him.
Damn Jaejoong! If not for him, he’ll always stay oblivious of his feelings for Yoochun. If not for him, he could easily pretend to be happy for his two best friends who are going to be soon together forever. If not for him, he’ll not spend his nights looking back, reminiscing those days were there were only two boys, radiating youthfully, dancing innocently, under the moonlight shining brightly.
No matter how many times he told himself to forget every detail, hate every single second of his childhood memory, but in the end, it’s this part of his life that he’s always clinging on to, the part of his life where he felt loved and the part of his life that he also felt he existed. Having someone to let you feel that you are important, that he is grateful for your presence, it never fails to bring warmth in his heart. Maybe, that’s when he started falling for Yoochun. That little boy Yoochun who looks deeply hurt and was hiding behind a bush, who threw tantrums when he caught sight of him, who for the first time let him feel that he can help, who accepted his reaching hand and dance clumsily with him and what else, oh! And his smile that boyish grin that melted his young heart. From then on, he told himself to never get tired of helping this fellow if it means that he’ll be able to see that smile on his face. It is always worth it.
Right! That’s it!
Maybe that’s the right thing to do, to smile. Thought it hurts, smile. It’s what he is doing all this time right? Smile.
So what’s the difference now? It’s not that hard to smile.
But by Gods! With all the realizations in his mind, how he wished to just vanish into thin air and slipped away from this misery that’s crushing his heart each seconds pass.
Could he possibly be more pathetic than he already is?
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“You sit there. Don’t you dare move around. I’ll be back in a second.” Yoochun scowled.
After that, the tall skinny man gave him an eye before approaching the designer for his tux.
Sighing, he just grabbed one of the magazines on top of the table in front of him.
Gah! Yoochun’s been over reacting ever since the day of his accident. It made his head throbbed more.
Reaching for his injury, he hissed silently. Not wanting to catch any attention, especially from the one fitting a tux for his engagement party this weekend.
He was just about to open the magazine when Yoochun stood in front of him.
“So what do you think?” his best friend asked.
He fell silent.
He fell speechless.
He fell…
Literally, He so badly wanted to fall on the floor.
Is God really punishing him for not being truthful of his feelings?
Is He letting him see what he had lost?
Oh well, nothing is really lost because Yoochunnie isn’t his to begin with.
Gah! All that he could proudly say to his self is that, He has an eye! A good eye! Slash that, a VERY good eye! At least, He’s moping for a very handsome guy!
“Y-you look good Yoochun-ah!” I managed to say.
Then flashed that famous smile, the next thing I heard was that,
“I know you’d say so!”
Feeling so confident, Yoochun made a few poses like he was some professional model on a runway.
Turning around and walking, wearing a snobbish look, finally, his best friend turned towards him and gave him a flying kiss!
Instantly, his heart beats madly, his blood went up, making his face flush like crazy! Glancing towards the goddamn handsome man he said,
“A-am I supposed to catch it?!”
In his mind, pretending to be annoyed is better than admitting directly that he so badly wanted more than just an imaginary kiss!
“Nah! Just seeing you blush made me think that my lips actually touched yours! Hahahahaha!”
“Yah! What was that supposed to mean?”
“As Jae hyung would have said it, it means what it means!”
“I hate riddles!”
“But I do love it!”
Junsu glared at the sight of the smirking guy in front of him.
Wanting to avoid anymore confrontations, Yoochun then decided to change his outfit leaving his friend huffing
Aigoo, it’s really fun fooling around with Kim Junsu.
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Please, no more teasing… Coz when you do, I always end up with false hopes and a broken heart to mend by myself.
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“Are you sure you don’t want to fit your tux?” Yoochun asked.
Grabbing the outfit, he then turned towards his friend.
“It’s fine, knowing Perry, he knew by heart my body measurement. He’s been the only one making my suits ever since I started attending formal gatherings.”
“But—“
“No buts Yoochun-ah. So where are we heading next?”
“To Grand Hyatt. We must check if they are ready for the weekend’s party. I don’t want any mistakes! It’s me and Yoona’s day, I want it to be perfect as much as possible!”
“I know that buddy! If that’s the case— (then Junsu turned to a petite man with stylish glasses) Yo Perry! I’ll borrow this magazine, Yoochun-ah will be taking his time inspecting the ball room, I don’t want to bore myself to death!”
“Hey! Some friend you are!” Yoochun protested.
“Yep! Feel free to grab any of those magazines! You really need it!”
Then the designer had a hearty laugh making Junsu laughed too.
“Yah! We’ll be late for our appointment! Come on Junsu-ah. Perry will be going now! See you at the party!”
After that Yoochun gently tugged the injured Junsu out of the boutique.
Junsu then rolled his eyes for his best friend’s actions, but way deep deep deep inside him, his heart is leaping in glee.
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It’s these little things that made me fall even harder for you. That even when you did nothing, you’re still able to take every single part of me… It’s as if I dug my own grave by falling even harder for you…
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And so here he is, finding himself alone while his friend is busy talking with the staffs for the preparation of the party.
The hall is incredibly big, maybe big enough to accommodate all the socialites, social climbers, important businessmen of the industry, the whole clan, family friends, and friends of the family friends. Get it?
It’s that big… and majestic.
Yoochun really knows what he wants and how to get it!
He’s been into this place a few times, but right now, he was captivated at how the hall has been done.
Red and gold cloths adorned every corner of the room. A man-made fountain has been set up at one side. Tables and chairs are placed on the other side leaving the center empty and open for everyone.
Walking aimlessly at the hall, he wandered his eyes. He imagined himself dancing, like the floor is calling out to him.
Never taking notice of the forgotten magazine scattered on the floor, he let his feet guide him at the center of the lobby. With eyes closed, he took small steps. Imagining as if he was on a dance competition and all eyes are on him.
Just as he was to imagine Yoochun to be his partner, a loud cough behind him could be heard.
“May I have this dance?” the new comer said.
With eyes widening, he then accepted the hand in front of him and to his surprise, that familiar tune began playing as his partner instantly spun him around.
Violins and guitar could distinctly be heard as the song kept playing.
All eyes were on the two people dancing intimately at the center of the hall.
“I-I can’t believe you’re back.” Junsu then whispered when he came close to the other man.
“Yup baby! Im back!” he muttered as he forcefully turned him around again and push him closer afterwards.
As the strangers piercing eyes met Junsu’s glossy ones, he then mumbled,
“I’m back for good.”
From afar a pair of eyes curiously watched the two dancing. Annoyance could be clearly drawn on his face.
Shrugging, Yoochun just continued discussing the details with the hotel’s staffs when his foot met something on the floor.
The magazine!
Irritated, he grabbed it in a haste that it fell on the floor again.
Getting more annoyed, he sighed, and after a few seconds he carefully picked it up again.
He was about to put it away when something caught his eyes. Opening the magazine fully, he then read the title of the article,
Asia’s Rising God U-know Yunho is Back!
Taking a closer look on the picture below, he then took a glance of Junsu’s partner.
Shocked, his eyes were glued at the couple dancing gracefully.
Looking keenly on the other man and the picture on the article, he then took notice of his best friend to somehow find a hint.
The moment he laid his eyes on Junsu’s figure, he couldn’t help but look away.
There’s something in his friend’s eyes that he did not like. Not one bit.
And what the hell, he isn’t really sure what is it!
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And the play starts playing,
All the characters are acting,
A story beginning to unfold,
As revelations are being told…
An arrival of certain of man,
Shaking them as it began,
Intriguing as it can be,
Better wait and see…
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A/N: it’s been so long, hope you hadn’t forget about this! >.<
This oneshot is dedicated for bb Yoosu_sarang, well, you nudged me just in time. Also it is for ellaine_mae my unnie who is very busy right now. And lastly, for mandiska, who went for a reading spree in my journal!
All of you guys, thanks for supporting me!
As usual, it’s unbeta-ed so sorry for the wrong grammars.
Finally, comments are very much love! ^______________________^
- Mood: busy
Title: The Tango: Beating of the Heart (The Beginning) –“Curtain Time”
Author: Jelleus
Pairing: Yoosu
Genre: Angst
Rating: G
Length: One-shot
Summary: In this alternate universe, just imagine Yoosu in their senior year in college.
They’re all ready,
Waiting for the cue,
Then the lights turned on,
It’s curtain time.
The Waltz: Moon River
The Waltz: Moon River II
The Tango: Beating of the Heart (The Beginning)
How can he start this?
Somehow, without even knowing it…
Situations got a ‘BIT’ complicated.
Too complicated that it got to the point that he found himself being flown away by the rushing waves of unexpected events happening recently in his life…
Perhaps he should call himself a victim… A victim of bad timing…
Who would have thought that after receiving a very “GOOD” news from his best friend a stray dog would cut his way making his posh car end up ‘kissing’ that big chunky tree.
The doctor told him that he is indeed lucky that he only have a bruised forehead, nothing more nothing less. But then, he won’t say that for his car. It is a mess, fixing it would cost a lot that he’ll just probably buy a new one.
Maybe he should treat this as a blessing in disguise.
After the incident, he’ll have a reason to go drive a new shiny stylish car together with his best-est friend ever who’ll be too afraid to lose sight of him again fearing that he may end up with another accident without him by his side.
Who would have thought that Park Yoochun would react this way?
He should be happy, should be grateful for the fact that his best friend is giving this much attention considering that the engagement party is weeks away. He should be jumping in joy and etch a gorgeous smile on his face.
But then again, he couldn’t describe what he is feeling.
Every time he sees that handsome face full of concern, full of care, he can’t help but feel so special. However, just as he was starting to think that maybe, just maybe, Yoochun has these ‘feelings’ for him too, Yoona’s face always pops up bursting all the dreamy bubbles inside him.
Damn Jaejoong! If not for him, he’ll always stay oblivious of his feelings for Yoochun. If not for him, he could easily pretend to be happy for his two best friends who are going to be soon together forever. If not for him, he’ll not spend his nights looking back, reminiscing those days were there were only two boys, radiating youthfully, dancing innocently, under the moonlight shining brightly.
No matter how many times he told himself to forget every detail, hate every single second of his childhood memory, but in the end, it’s this part of his life that he’s always clinging on to, the part of his life where he felt loved and the part of his life that he also felt he existed. Having someone to let you feel that you are important, that he is grateful for your presence, it never fails to bring warmth in his heart. Maybe, that’s when he started falling for Yoochun. That little boy Yoochun who looks deeply hurt and was hiding behind a bush, who threw tantrums when he caught sight of him, who for the first time let him feel that he can help, who accepted his reaching hand and dance clumsily with him and what else, oh! And his smile that boyish grin that melted his young heart. From then on, he told himself to never get tired of helping this fellow if it means that he’ll be able to see that smile on his face. It is always worth it.
Right! That’s it!
Maybe that’s the right thing to do, to smile. Thought it hurts, smile. It’s what he is doing all this time right? Smile.
So what’s the difference now? It’s not that hard to smile.
But by Gods! With all the realizations in his mind, how he wished to just vanish into thin air and slipped away from this misery that’s crushing his heart each seconds pass.
Could he possibly be more pathetic than he already is?
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“You sit there. Don’t you dare move around. I’ll be back in a second.” Yoochun scowled.
After that, the tall skinny man gave him an eye before approaching the designer for his tux.
Sighing, he just grabbed one of the magazines on top of the table in front of him.
Gah! Yoochun’s been over reacting ever since the day of his accident. It made his head throbbed more.
Reaching for his injury, he hissed silently. Not wanting to catch any attention, especially from the one fitting a tux for his engagement party this weekend.
He was just about to open the magazine when Yoochun stood in front of him.
“So what do you think?” his best friend asked.
He fell silent.
He fell speechless.
He fell…
Literally, He so badly wanted to fall on the floor.
Is God really punishing him for not being truthful of his feelings?
Is He letting him see what he had lost?
Oh well, nothing is really lost because Yoochunnie isn’t his to begin with.
Gah! All that he could proudly say to his self is that, He has an eye! A good eye! Slash that, a VERY good eye! At least, He’s moping for a very handsome guy!
“Y-you look good Yoochun-ah!” I managed to say.
Then flashed that famous smile, the next thing I heard was that,
“I know you’d say so!”
Feeling so confident, Yoochun made a few poses like he was some professional model on a runway.
Turning around and walking, wearing a snobbish look, finally, his best friend turned towards him and gave him a flying kiss!
Instantly, his heart beats madly, his blood went up, making his face flush like crazy! Glancing towards the goddamn handsome man he said,
“A-am I supposed to catch it?!”
In his mind, pretending to be annoyed is better than admitting directly that he so badly wanted more than just an imaginary kiss!
“Nah! Just seeing you blush made me think that my lips actually touched yours! Hahahahaha!”
“Yah! What was that supposed to mean?”
“As Jae hyung would have said it, it means what it means!”
“I hate riddles!”
“But I do love it!”
Junsu glared at the sight of the smirking guy in front of him.
Wanting to avoid anymore confrontations, Yoochun then decided to change his outfit leaving his friend huffing
Aigoo, it’s really fun fooling around with Kim Junsu.
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Please, no more teasing… Coz when you do, I always end up with false hopes and a broken heart to mend by myself.
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“Are you sure you don’t want to fit your tux?” Yoochun asked.
Grabbing the outfit, he then turned towards his friend.
“It’s fine, knowing Perry, he knew by heart my body measurement. He’s been the only one making my suits ever since I started attending formal gatherings.”
“But—“
“No buts Yoochun-ah. So where are we heading next?”
“To Grand Hyatt. We must check if they are ready for the weekend’s party. I don’t want any mistakes! It’s me and Yoona’s day, I want it to be perfect as much as possible!”
“I know that buddy! If that’s the case— (then Junsu turned to a petite man with stylish glasses) Yo Perry! I’ll borrow this magazine, Yoochun-ah will be taking his time inspecting the ball room, I don’t want to bore myself to death!”
“Hey! Some friend you are!” Yoochun protested.
“Yep! Feel free to grab any of those magazines! You really need it!”
Then the designer had a hearty laugh making Junsu laughed too.
“Yah! We’ll be late for our appointment! Come on Junsu-ah. Perry will be going now! See you at the party!”
After that Yoochun gently tugged the injured Junsu out of the boutique.
Junsu then rolled his eyes for his best friend’s actions, but way deep deep deep inside him, his heart is leaping in glee.
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It’s these little things that made me fall even harder for you. That even when you did nothing, you’re still able to take every single part of me… It’s as if I dug my own grave by falling even harder for you…
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And so here he is, finding himself alone while his friend is busy talking with the staffs for the preparation of the party.
The hall is incredibly big, maybe big enough to accommodate all the socialites, social climbers, important businessmen of the industry, the whole clan, family friends, and friends of the family friends. Get it?
It’s that big… and majestic.
Yoochun really knows what he wants and how to get it!
He’s been into this place a few times, but right now, he was captivated at how the hall has been done.
Red and gold cloths adorned every corner of the room. A man-made fountain has been set up at one side. Tables and chairs are placed on the other side leaving the center empty and open for everyone.
Walking aimlessly at the hall, he wandered his eyes. He imagined himself dancing, like the floor is calling out to him.
Never taking notice of the forgotten magazine scattered on the floor, he let his feet guide him at the center of the lobby. With eyes closed, he took small steps. Imagining as if he was on a dance competition and all eyes are on him.
Just as he was to imagine Yoochun to be his partner, a loud cough behind him could be heard.
“May I have this dance?” the new comer said.
With eyes widening, he then accepted the hand in front of him and to his surprise, that familiar tune began playing as his partner instantly spun him around.
Violins and guitar could distinctly be heard as the song kept playing.
All eyes were on the two people dancing intimately at the center of the hall.
“I-I can’t believe you’re back.” Junsu then whispered when he came close to the other man.
“Yup baby! Im back!” he muttered as he forcefully turned him around again and push him closer afterwards.
As the strangers piercing eyes met Junsu’s glossy ones, he then mumbled,
“I’m back for good.”
From afar a pair of eyes curiously watched the two dancing. Annoyance could be clearly drawn on his face.
Shrugging, Yoochun just continued discussing the details with the hotel’s staffs when his foot met something on the floor.
The magazine!
Irritated, he grabbed it in a haste that it fell on the floor again.
Getting more annoyed, he sighed, and after a few seconds he carefully picked it up again.
He was about to put it away when something caught his eyes. Opening the magazine fully, he then read the title of the article,
Asia’s Rising God U-know Yunho is Back!
Taking a closer look on the picture below, he then took a glance of Junsu’s partner.
Shocked, his eyes were glued at the couple dancing gracefully.
Looking keenly on the other man and the picture on the article, he then took notice of his best friend to somehow find a hint.
The moment he laid his eyes on Junsu’s figure, he couldn’t help but look away.
There’s something in his friend’s eyes that he did not like. Not one bit.
And what the hell, he isn’t really sure what is it!
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And the play starts playing,
All the characters are acting,
A story beginning to unfold,
As revelations are being told…
An arrival of certain of man,
Shaking them as it began,
Intriguing as it can be,
Better wait and see…
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A/N: it’s been so long, hope you hadn’t forget about this! >.<
This oneshot is dedicated for bb Yoosu_sarang, well, you nudged me just in time. Also it is for ellaine_mae my unnie who is very busy right now. And lastly, for mandiska, who went for a reading spree in my journal!
All of you guys, thanks for supporting me!
As usual, it’s unbeta-ed so sorry for the wrong grammars.
Finally, comments are very much love! ^______________________^
- Mood: busy
Author: Jelleus
Pairing: ---- just imagine your OTP, may be YOOSU, JUNCHUN, JAEHO, YUNJAE, MINSU, JAESU, JAECHUN, HOSU, 2U, HOMIN, JAEMIN
Rating: G
Genre: Angst
Length: ONESHOT
Summary: ‘In the dark, where I can see nothing yet I can hear a lot of things, sometimes good, sometimes bad but in the end, the truth lies in you, the you whom I’ll always listen to and the you, whom I’ll always keep my faith…’
A/N: For those who are confused about the pairings check out the fic and maybe, just maybe you’ll understand what I’m saying…
Part 2
It’s been two months after he stopped visiting me.
In that span of time all I could say is that, my heart terribly yearns for him.
As I heard the ajumma entered my room, I bowed my head.
Not thinking clearly, I reached my hands to the air until I felt the ajumma held both of my hands.
At that moment, I really didn’t know what to do.
Emotions kept rumbling in my heart, not until, for the first time…
A tear fell from my eye and after that I said…
‘What happened?’
Once upon a time, there was this man who really cared for a blind man living in an orphanage
That said man is really kind and gentle
A true noble indeed
For two years, he took good care of the blinded one
He always comes to his room
Fetch him up
Guide him through the corridors
And took him to many happy places
One day, the man thought of giving a gift to his special friend
Holding his hard earned money in his hands, he goes inside a shop
Suddenly a stranger bumped into him
Not muttering any apology, the said unfamiliar person hurriedly walked out of the door
Ignoring what happened, he continued searching for the necklace he was about to buy
Spotting the silver band with a cross charm, he quickly called for the cashier
But then, no one answered
Striding towards the cash register, he was stunned to see a lifeless woman stabbed in her chest.
Swiftly jumping on the other side, he took hold of her wrist and checked for her pulse
Then the bell, signaling for another customer has came in, chimed
After that, a loud yell has been heard.
My late mom told me that I never cried
Funny, but even when the doctor patted my butt after I was born
I did not cry
Weird, but after all the tests they had done, in the end,
Their findings said that I am perfectly normal
That my parents had been blessed with a normal bouncing baby boy
But who would have thought that I’ll end up with a complication in my sight
Nevertheless, I really did not cry.
Maybe because my parents cried silently behind my back
Maybe the tears meant for me to cry, had been cried by them
And now that they were both long gone, there were no one to cry for me
No one to shed tears for me
So, I cried
I cried that very night I heard what happened to him
I cried so hard that each tear that fell from my eyes felt very stingy
For the first time in my life, I cried all to myself
Until I got tired and unconsciously collapsed on my bed
It was on the third month of his absence that I finally had the courage to visit him.
Together with that same ajumma who told me about what happened, we’ve gone to see him.
Holding a knitted scarf on my hand, the ajumma gently settled me on a chair.
As I waited for him, I thought of the right words to say,
The right words to comfort him,
The right words to let him know that I still believe in him.
Deep into my thoughts, I was surprised by a gentle pat on my shoulder.
I heard her say that he’s here.
And then all of my thoughts were washed away.
I instantly reached for my hands in the air,
Seeking for his warmth,
Seeking for the presence I sought for these past few months.
And it really felt bad,
That my hands just met a cold glass
Disappointed that I couldn’t hold him,
I just took hold of the scarf again.
I know he’s staring at me right now.
I can feel it.
And so, I said those three words I badly wanted him to hear
“I miss you”
And with that, I heard him sobbed
I heard him muttered, “Me too…”
I heard him plead his innocence.
And it made me wanted to cry too.
But I held it back.
Instead, I smiled at him.
I smiled and let him see the scarf in my hand.
“I’ve made this.” I murmured.
“It’s beautiful.” He said.
“It’s for you.” I mumbled.
After that I heard rustlings and the ajumma beside me said that it’s time for him to go.
With that being told, I quickly said,
“I’ll always keep my faith in you.”
And then, our visit ended.
His case was on trial
But because of lack of witnesses
And ‘strong’ evidences towards him
He helplessly pleaded for guilty
Guilty because he was tired
Guilty because he was feeling hopeless
And guilty because it would lightened his sentence
He was punished to be in jail for 20 years instead of a lifetime imprisonment
After that, he refused any other visits
He refused being seen by me
Funny because I really couldn’t see him
But then ajumma said that maybe what he meant was that,
He refused seeing me.
And it made difference.
He stopped all his connections outside after the judge pounded the gavel.
From that moment on,
No one was able to catch even a sight of him.
And it made my heart broken,
That he just gave up like that,
That he easily succumbed to defeat,
That he bear it all alone,
When I’m here,
Ready to help him,
And wouldn’t even dare to turn my back at him
I’ve waited and waited
Willing to wait for even twenty years for him to be set free
It’s been 5 years after he got imprisoned
I’ve been keeping myself busy
So that I wouldn’t notice how much time passed by
Right now I’m working as a singer at a local pub.
Ajumma helped me with this
She supported me all the way
And now, I’m a permanent worker there
I love this job
It made me feel that somehow
We are connected
That every time I sing
I thought that in some way I’m reaching to his heart
That through music, I could communicate with him
And touch him in the deepest possible way…
With that said, I instantly fell in love with what I currently do.
Looking back, I thought of those three colors again…
Dull black, shiny black and Dark black
I’ve realized that my life before I met him
It was dull black
It’s dull because it lacks luster
My life lacks something that even I couldn’t name what it was…
And then he came in,
He gave me new colors in my life
New shine
He was able to let me take a ‘peek’
Of what it feels like to see
A world with colors
Though I only see black,
With him, we made our own definition of colors
And with that, I was able to see
And paint my own world
With our own colors
Then that bad thing had happened,
At first I thought, life without him will make me see dull black again,
Well, I thought wrong
Because now I’ve realized that it’s Dark black that I saw
Dark because I’m always used to the shine he casts on me
That brightness that always surrounds him
And then the abrupt darkness made me see
Absolute black
Blinding my already blinded sight
All I could say was that, it’s hard
To start at the top again
To feel how it was to be blinded again
But I did make it through
Because of my faith in him
I made it through
And because of my determination to fulfill my promise
I made it through
To never get tired of waiting
I made it through…
One morning, I woke up feeling strange
I felt that someone is watching me
But strange as it was,
I felt safe and secure
I’ve waited for ajumma to arrive,
She always brings me breakfast
And helps me fix my bed
But no ajumma turn up
I sighed,
Getting up, I searched for my slippers
I reached for that familiar railing at the side of my room
But my hands met another hands
And those hands made its way to my back
And hugged me tightly
Smelling his shampoo,
I knew it!
He was here!
He came back!
He came to fetch me up,
And the he’ll guide me to the corridors
And we’ll go to the shelter’s park again!
I hugged him back.
And I laid my head on top of his shoulder
“I miss you” I whispered.
“I love you” he muttered.
“Me too.”
Then silence roam between us…
“Thanks” he said.
“For what?”
“For keeping your faith”
Then I smiled and mumbled
“I’ll always will”
Once upon a time
There was this desperate man
Who needed money very badly
Because of poverty and being illiterate
He decided to rob a jewelry store
The stolen money was supposed to be a fund for his daughter’s surgery
And so, he brought a knife and threatened the cashier to give all her money and her life will be spared
But he didn’t expect that she will attempt to fight back
Caught off guard, he stabbed her at her chest
And took all the money inside the cash register
Swiftly walking towards the door
He bumped into another customer
Afraid that he might get recognized, he hurriedly walked out and left the store.
The money saved her daughter,
But his conscience was constantly torturing him everyday
At night, he screamed for help
Help because she’s haunting him
Help because the innocent man who shouldered his crime was troubling him
He thought that he could ran away from his sin
He thought that after the trial he was spared
But then after 5 years,
He just found himself turning his self over the police
Committing his crime
And setting free the innocent man he put into jail.
The moment they met,
He expected him to be angry,
To beat the life out of him
But that was far from what really happened.
Instead, he just calmly looked at him with forgiveness and thankfulness
And after that, he willingly served his life into jail.
-THE END-
a/n: at last! It’s the second part of the story! Gah! It’s really hard making this fic! I almost lost the inspiration for this. So I’m really sorry if it turned out to be crappy!
To all of you guys who and still continue supporting me, it’s all dedicated to all of you! Have fun reading! >.<
Ellaine_mae, this is the second installment, sana magustuhan mo. Kahit medyo may pagka dark yung fic.
- Mood: accomplished
Title: Always Keep the Faith (Part 1/2)
Author: Jelleus
Pairing: ---- just imagine your OTP, may be YOOSU, JUNCHUN, JAEHO, YUNJAE, MINSU, JAESU, JAECHUN, HOSU, 2U, HOMIN, JAEMIN
Rating: G
Genre: Angst
Length: ONESHOT
Summary: ‘In the dark, where I can see nothing yet I can hear a lot of things, sometimes good, sometimes bad but in the end, the truth lies in you, the you whom I’ll always listen to and the you, whom I’ll always keep my faith…’
A/N: For those who are confused about the pairings check out the fic and maybe, just maybe you’ll understand what I’m saying…
Black
My favorite color is black.
Even from the beginning it’s black.
And when I die, it will always remain black.
I know nothing of colors except for black.
Black here,
There,
Everywhere…
It’s black that is always here for me.
One day, someone asked me of how I view the world.
I told him, the world is black.
Life is black.
After that, he remained silent. But nevertheless,
He stayed.
And never left…
Ever since then, there’s black and him in my life.
He taught me of so many things.
He taught me of other colors too.
Dull black, shiny black and dark black
I said to him that all of these are of the same color as black.
He got annoyed and said to me to use my imagination to differentiate those colors.
I just nod helplessly even if I didn’t get what he means.
We never spoke of that incident again.
It seemed taboo, and the both of us really didn’t bother bringing it up too.
Compensating for the awkwardness between us, he taught me of music.
I never thought that I will have so much fun listening to him play piano.
And did I already mention he can also sing?
Once, he brought me to his house.
Although I’m foreign with his place, he never failed to let me feel at home.
Settling on his couch, I listened to him sing his heart out. With my eyes closed, I realized something...
Shiny Black
Now I can see shiny black.
He is right after all. I just have to use my imagination to see other colors too.
With him by my side, now I’ve noticed its shiny black that I see.
When he is teaching me how to play piano, it gets shinier, brighter and vibrant.
I told him about it and he just hugged me.
He hugged me tightly that I really couldn’t breathe for a moment.
Then I felt something wet on my shoulder and after that, he sobbed loudly.
Getting confused, I chose to remain silent and just rubbed his back drawing small circles like what I used to do when I was a little child.
Days gone to weeks,
Weeks gone to months,
And months gone to years
It’s been two years since I met him.
He is so dynamic that there were no dull moments whenever I’m with him.
He always gives me inspiration to live,
Gives me the will to face new challenges in life,
He taught me how to open my heart to others,
And then he encourages me to try a lot of new things.
Lastly, he gives me a reason to love.
We were fine.
We get along with each other very well.
Each day, I just find myself waiting for him to come and fetch me up.
He always brings me to different places.
But I really love it when we go to the shelter’s park.
There, I would here other’s laughter and with that, I feel happy too.
Happy because they are happy
Happy because it sounds fun
And happy because I’m with him
In that span of two years with him, he made me see shiny black.
Blindingly shiny black
A week has passed.
No visit.
No message.
Nor call.
I’m starting to miss him.
Starting to get agitated by his absence
‘Why’ I asked.
Why is he suddenly missing?
Have I done something wrong?
Or maybe, he doesn’t like me anymore.
A month without him feels so long.
Too long, but I promised myself to never get tired of waiting.
In my room at the shelter, I spend the whole day there.
Never leaving for I always think that maybe, just maybe, he would come back and fetch me up again.
I don’t want him to find me gone in my room.
I don’t want him to think that I’m having fun without him.
I don’t want him to think that I already have another company.
I just want him to find me in my room.
And in there, he would fetch me up,
Guide me along the corridor
Together, we’ll go to the shelter’s park again.
Enjoying ourselves with other people’s laughter
And also silently enjoying each other’s presence
One afternoon, an ajumma of the ‘shelter’ forced me to come out of my room.
I fought with her.
I fought really hard, but in the end…
I left… I left my room willingly.
Staying alone, it made my sight to see dull black.
How I hate dull black.
It annoys me mainly because it brings back my past life.
My past life where there is black and nothing.
My past life where there is no him
Only me and black
I left my miserable room seeking for other people’s presence
Thinking that somehow, their laughter would fill the emptiness I’m feeling.
And so, here I am sitting alone on a bench at the shelter’s park.
I badly wanted to cry because even on their laughter, I felt lonely… And it hurts.
My hopes of him returning are continuously crumbling.
My sight is getting duller and duller each day.
As I eat my lunch at the shelter’s concessionaire, I felt somebody sit beside me.
He whispered something in my ear and after that he left.
Still hearing his laughter from afar, I bowed my head, still stunned of what I heard.
‘He is a murderer’ he said.
Murderer? How can that be?
How can a man like him be a murderer?
That’s a lie!
He is a man of dignity
A man of his principles,
He is so gentle… and caring.
How that bastard could accuse him of such a thing?
Never would he do that.
Never would I believe that.
That incident made me stay in my room again.
I do not want to leave in fear that I would hear more bad things.
Bad things that I know aren’t true.
It’s just a pure accusation.
A lie…
I believe him.
And I’ll keep believing in him.
Though he isn’t here beside me to clear things up,
In my heart he’ll forever remain innocent as ever.
I’ll just have to wait for his return.
And if that happens, everything we’ll be alright again.
I just hope that he’ll not make me wait for too long.
Though I made a promise to not get tired,
It’s just that I miss him.
I really miss him,
To the point that it hurts me that I can’t do anything to find him
A/N: I’ll be updating this soon, actually it’s really intentional that I didn’t mention names because I want you readers to imagine it as freely as you can be.
This fic is a tribute for my 2nd year craziness over the Dong Bang boys! This story is actually how I felt as a fan and how I viewed the whole issue about SM and DBSK! I hope you enjoyed reading guys! >.<
- Location:wandering with him
- Mood: accomplished
- Music:love game by ladt gaga
Title: The Tango: Beating of the Heart (The Beginning) – one shot
Author: Jelleus
Pairing: Yoosu
Genre: Angst
Rating: G
Length: One-shot
Summary: In this alternate universe, Yoosu are 18 years old.
And here I have the courage to face the reality
Just when I thought I mustered all my courage till my next lifetime
A new face will appear and then suddenly
The tango faintly playing disheveled everything
The waltz: Moon River
The Waltz: Moon River II
So where exactly am I?
After I ran away from the party last weekend, I thought of going to Jae’s but then…
Somehow I didn’t regret taking that turn. It led me to the sea.
Taking a glimpse of the rushing waves, I crossed my arms to somehow shrug off the morning chillness.
Staying for a few days wasn’t as bad as I thought.
Typically a laid back country side that doesn’t have cell phone signals, doesn’t have a concept of night life and most of all, I am starting to like the simplicity of living here.
I get up early, watch the others do their work while I sip my coffee, wait for the fishermen to arrive and somehow I find myself enjoying as I check out the fishes that they caught. I would, in turn, buy some and when I’m done, it will be my time to prepare meal for lunch.
I felt guilty for not calling my friends after that night. At home, I simply left a voice message saying I’ve gone off somewhere and will be back soon. It’s not that I am being plain rude to my parents but it’s just the way we are. I couldn’t even remember when, but all I know is that we stop pretending to care. They’d stop asking and I stop minding. We do things we want to do and I’m thankful for that.
I wholeheartedly accepted the fate of being rich. It may sound cliché but that’s life. And I think I would never give it up for other’s shoes thinking of a better situation as it could be. It’s long ago that I’ve come to terms to just acknowledge what’s there and never sought for what’s not there.
Fiddling with my phone, I continue walking at the seashore. Soaking my feet with saltwater, thoughts came rushing to me again.
There’s no way he could deny it. Now that he realized what his true feeling is.
He is in love with his friend Yoochun.
Maybe, even from the start, when he kissed him.
Or maybe when they did that waltz
All this time I thought it was just that Yoochun and I share something special that I feel warm by his presence.
That it was pure fondness that I simply smile at the thought of him
That I think of him as a brother I wish to have that’s why I always stick to him.
Gah! All those years, I’ve been secretly loving him and keep on denying even to myself.
If it wasn’t for Jaejoong who’s insistent for him to realize his own feelings maybe until now he’s spending his time pondering of that fleeting thoughts and emotions that underwent at the gathering.
And right now, all that is left with my realizations is only one excruciating question,
‘What now?’
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If it’s for the kiss that started it all, I would have never done it,
If it’s for the waltz, I would have never dance it,
But if there’s one thing in my life that I would never ever regret,
It’s sneaking to that garden and meeting the boy I held dearly.
-Junsu
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“What happened to you?” you first asked.
I know calling you is a bad idea after all. But then there’s no escaping now that I’ve done it.
“Nothing, I’ve just gone off somewhere.”
“And you missed school for a week!” you muttered.
“I know.” I said.
“Why didn’t you call me after you gone off that night? Do you know I’m very worried about you? Did you receive my voice messages? What the heck! Where did you go? I’ve called Jae and the others, and they said you aren’t with them. I’ve called your house and your butler said that he didn’t know. You just left a message saying that you’ll be back soon. Aish! What’s the problem? Did something happen to you?”
“No, nothing happened. Look Yoochun-ah I’m driving right now, so spare your lectures for me when I got home. Okay?”
“Bastard! Are you already near at your house. Well expect me to be there. I’ll not be easy on you. Some friend you are. You made me worry so much.”
“Mianhe. No, I’m pretty far from the city so just drop by before midnight. I think I’ll be home by then.”
“Yah! I’ll wait for that long?! Kim Junsu where did you go?!”
“Yoochun-ah, at home please. I’ll tell you, I promise.”
“Okay I understand. Anyways, I need your help. The engagement party’s a week from now. I’m gonna fetch my suit tomorrow and you will come with me so that the tailor will get your size. By then, help me find a suitable ring for Yoona. I want your opinion about it.”
“…”
“Junsu?”
And then all that was heard was screeching of tires due to an abrupt stop.
“Junsu-ah?”
“Junsu! What happened?”
“Junsu!”
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I hate you for making me worried like this,
But I hate myself even more, For not being there for you
You obviously needed a friend but then
I was oblivious that I missed seeing that sadness in your eyes.
-Yoochun
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‘Flight 912 Seoul airlines has landed’
At last, he’s here!
He’s home.
After 11 years of living in New York he’s finally here.
Fishing out his phone in his pocket he stared at the picture in it.
At the sight of an old photograph of two young boys, one tall and skinny, and the other is small, chubby and very chinky-eyed boy. A smile graced his lips.
He missed him so much.
He can’t wait to see him.
Clutching his bags, he strode towards his chauffer.
He needed some sleep.
And after that, he’ll surprise the young man that held a very special place in his heart.
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And the drums started to roll
the lights has finally turned on
the stage looks very inviting
as the guitar hums that beating
the tango and the waltz
one’s fierce but loving
the other’s tender and caring
but remember, it’s only two for dancing
A/N: And this is the third installment! Hope you guys love this!
As always it’s dedicated to my sis ellaine_mae and Yoosu_sarang! You guys kept me very inspired!
Thank you very much!
As always comments are very love!
Title: The Waltz: Moon River II (And they dance again)
Author: Jelleus
Pairing: Yoosu
Length: One-shot
Rating: G
Genre: angst
Summary: After 10 years… in this alternate universe Yoosu are already 18 years old! >.<
Meeting at the garden again, All mature and grown up,
Never minding what lies behind
The waltz that once again swept their hearts away…
“Aish! They are at IT again!” a raven haired boy annoyingly said.
Stomping his way to his friend, a visible pout could be clearly seen on his beautiful face.
Junsu just gave him an exhausted look and muttered,
“By saying ‘they’ do you mean Yoochun and Yoona dancing waltz?”
“Gah! Who else do I mean?”
Then Junsu drank the wine in front of him and stared at his side. Then he saw what his friend was talking about.
“What do you want them to do? I mean we are at a party and dancing is pretty normal here.”
“But—”
“Hyung, why are we having this conversation again?”
“I-I’m just annoyed that until now Yoochun can’t see you…”
“Here you go again! We are just friends, nothing more, nothing less.”
“Junsu stop denying it. You love… Yoochun.”
“Jae hyung, why do you keep on insisting that?”
“Because I’ve seen the way you look at him, seen the way your eyes shine whenever he’s near, seen the way you smile just by his silly jokes. Junsu-ah I’m your friend, your hyung. I’ve watched you grow up. I really couldn’t help but feel heartbroken every time I see them together. I felt sad for you.”
“Quit it hyung. I’ll pretend that you didn’t say anything. I don’t love Yoochun-ah in that way, okay?”
“Yah! Keep on denying it and it will continue to haunt you even in your dreams.”
“Oh please! I think you’ve had enough wine. Go home and sleep.”
“Dongsaeng, for once, you should learn to listen to your heart, and not to your mind.”
“I always listen to what is right. Hyung you should know that.”
“I know. And so when the time comes you feel lonely and helpless, you know where my house is.”
“What do you mean by that?”
“It means what it means.”
“Hyung!”
“I’m going home.”
“Hyung!”
“Goodnight!”
“Hyung!”
“Sweet dreams!”
“Aish!”
“Bye bye!”
And with one quick glance, he winked at Junsu and walked out of the hall confidently. A smile plastered on his face on his way out.
Strolling his way towards his car, he felt cool air stroking his face. All the pretending was long gone.
Looking at the heavens, a sudden thought came to him…
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I wish wind could dry my hidden tears inside my heart…
Not because that it hurts so much
but because I don’t want him to see and be burdened by it.
-Jaejoong
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Walking outside the hall, Junsu sat on the wooden swing.
It was a full moon night and so the garden was dimly lighted.
It looked enchantingly stunning. The roses shone prettily and the man-made pond glimmer with pride.
At this sight, he felt instantly calm.
His conversation with Jaejoong earlier made his head throb and so he decided to go out for fresh air.
Taking a deep breath, he stared at the bright full moon up above.
“In love? With Yoochun-ah?” he silently muttered.
He should be laughing to that silly idea of his friend, just like those times whenever they had that kind of talk. But what is different this time that he couldn’t even smile at the thought? That he had this urge to snap at Jaejoong for being so insistent?
Maybe, just maybe, he feels fed up.
It’s not true, not even true to start with.
And what was that him being lonely and helpless that he knows where his hyung lives at?
What did he mean by that?
Gah! Why must Jaejoong always makes him feel confuse?
Sighing again, he caught a glimpse of a small rock.
He picked it up and was about to throw it into the pond when someone from behind hugged him.
“Junsu-ah!” the man yelled.
Smiling, he let go of the pebble and turn to his friend.
“Why are you smiling like that?” the shorter man asked.
Grinning like a mad man, Yoochun loosened his hold and sat beside him.
“You know Yoona and I—”
“Dance waltz, yes what else is new?”
“Hey are you having a PMS today? What’s up with your mood swings?”
“Huh? Oh, I’m sorry. It’s just that Jae just got on my nerves.”
“Hmmm, what was it all about?”
“Nothing. Just don’t mind it at all.”
“Oh come on, spill it over.”
“Park Yoochun, don’t make me mad at you too.”
“Woah! You’re really in bad mood.”
“Yep! So it’s either you shut up or just go away.”
“Hmmm, go away? Sounds familiar! Hahahahahaha, come to think of it, it’s the same party, the same garden, but right now, it’s the chubby bouncy boy that’s in a very bad mood!”
“Where are you getting at Yoochun-ah?”
The taller boy then stood up and kneel his right knee while one of his hands lay in front of the other lad.
“May I have this dance?”
Junsu just looked at him in confusion. He tries to decipher what his friend was up to.
Sighing, he just said,
“But there isn’t any music playing.”
“That’s not a problem. I, Park Yoochun will do something about that.”
“Really huh?”
“So, may I have this dance?”
Junsu then hold the other’s hand and let his friend guide him near the pond.
He watched as Yoochun bowed and in turn he did that too.
And then all he knew was that, he felt a hand on his waist and a gentle grasp on the other hand.
Moon River, wider than a mile
He then instantly smiled as he heard Yoochun singing. So this is what he means by ‘doing something’.
Im crossing you in style someday,
Oh, dream maker, you heart breaker,
Wherever you’re going, I’m going your way
“Wah you seem to be smiling! Does this cheer you up?” the taller guy asked.
The other then nod and kept smiling.
Two drifters, off to see the world
There’s such a lot of world to see,
Were after the same rainbows end, waiting round the bend
My huckleberry friend, moon river, and me
(Moon River, wider than a mile)
(Im crossing you in style some day)
Oh, dream maker, you heart breaker,
Wherever you’re going, Im going your way
Two drifters, off to see the world
There’s such a lot of world to see,
Were after the same rainbows end, waiting round the bend
My huckleberry friend, moon river, and me
(Moon River, Moon River)
And then Junsu felt his friend loosen his hold, he in turn took a step backward and smile at him.
“Do you feel happy now?” Yoochun asked.
“Yes, very happy indeed.”
“Wah! That fits you! You should always smile like that.”
“Whatever!”
‘You know, party should be—”
“Happy, yes I know. I’m the one who told you that!”
“Yup, I remember. You even said ‘Come with me Yoochun-ah, party should be happy. Let’s all be happy!’. And now, I’ll be saying this to you, Come with me Junsu-ah, party should be happy. Let’s all be happy.”
“You’re so cheesy! What’s got into you anyways?”
“Oh well, I’m really too happy. And because you’re my best friend I should tell you the good news!”
“Good news? What is that?”
“You know me and Yoona. We’ve been together for two years and I like her even way back and you know we really love each other and and—”
“Yoochun-ah, will you get straight to the point?”
“Hahahahahah okay okay! Junsu-ah, I’m getting engaged!”
“What?!”
“My parents and hers long decided about it. We are arranged to be married and I’m so glad! Hahahahahaha! Junsu-ah I want you to be my best man!”
“…”
“Hey, what’s the problem? Aren’t you happy for me?”
“Wa-wah! I’m just shocked! O-of course! I’m ha-happy so happy for you! I-I’d love to be your best man! Congratulations!”
“Aish! I’m so excited about the engagement party! Being my best man, you should help with the preparations. But for now, let’s celebrate inside!”
“I-inside? Ah, no no, I need to go to Jae’s. I think he’s expecting me.”
“But—”
“I REALLY need to go. I promise to celebrate with you some other time!”
The shorter man then pulled the other for a hug slightly tapping Yoochun’s back and after that, he quickly walked away from him leaving his friend alone in the garden.
“Jun
Su…” is all the taller boy could mutter.
Seeing his friends back, he was left dumbfounded at Junsu’s behavior. Shrugging the thought off, he just walked inside the hall and search for his lovely fiancée.
Thinking of doing waltz with her for the nth time of the night never seems to tire him. After all, thanks to the dance, it synchronized their hearts.
With a smile gracing on his lips, Yoochun joined the others for the celebration, a celebration that everybody anticipated.
And it will not be long before they meet again for another gathering to have fun.
Park Yoochun and Im Yoona
An Engagement Party
Aigoo! He really couldn’t wait for it!
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The garden full of hope, enchantingly beautiful and elegant
with a dance and a kiss
unknowingly, it became an important part of my life
and now, I just hope to never see it again.
-Junsu
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A waltz that started something,
A friendship at the brink of failing,
And feelings meant to complicate everything…
A/N: guys i just made it on a whim. so im so sorry for the wrong grammars and all. and please pardon if its a bit wasted. i just wanted to update this quickly.
Yoosu_sarang here’s the seq! gah! Please wait patiently for its another seq! hahahhahahaha! Hope you like this one!
It’s also dedicated to my sis ellaine_mae! Wah! Because you really like the first one, hope you’ll end up liking this one too!
Aigoo! I know I’m slacking and that I should be studying but I really want to feel loved! So guys, please cheer me up! >.<
Let me know what you think. I really love to hear from you. ^____________________^
Title: My Oozingly Hot Physical Therapist (Mini-series!)
Author: Jelleus
Pairing: Yoosu
Length: chaptered
Rating: PG-13
Genre: angst and fluff?! 0.0 wtf!
Summary: A broken leg and an unexpected meeting.
A/N: It’s kind of a high school fic.
Chapter 5
“Park Myung Soo-shii for how long now did you work for the Kim family?” Yoochun asked.
The ajushii just smiled at him and said,
“Ever since my mother gave birth to me!”
The nurse accidentally spat the coffee he was halfway drinking.
Loud coughing could be heard in the kitchen.
“I’m sure you’re just exaggerating things, I mean, child labor law prohibits underage kids to go work. And as a baby, you couldn’t do anything, couldn’t even help yourself.” The younger lad uttered.
Just then, the butler had a hearty laugh.
“That’s the problem with kids like you today, you always take things literally. I mean I’ve been under the Kim’s roof ever since I was a child. I formally served them when young master Junsu’s father married Mrs. Kim. They needed someone to watch over their new house and so, Master Jae Suk kept me in. I’ve been there when the twins were born, been there when they celebrated their birthdays, been there at their baptismal and all in all I’ve always been there for the two young masters, serving their food, preparing their clothes and going with them at school. They’ve been the typical kids back then but as time goes by, they hit puberty and other stuffs got along their way and so, the super close brothers decided to part ways. Young master Junho chose to study abroad while Young master Junsu stayed here. The once filled-with-laughter-mansion became a silent-and-empty-cold-house. Aish! I really wish that Young master Junho will come back home and straighten up the Younger master.”
“Oh… So that’s how it is. Well, Park Myung Soo-shii, if what you said was true, then why does Junsu-shii treat you so badly in spite of what you did for him and his family?”
“Young man, don’t talk of young master Junsu like that. All that young master needs right now is ‘understanding’. For people who lack love like him, we need to be very considerate because despite all the money they had, the two masters, especially Young master Junsu, didn’t experience how it is to be loved. From the very beginning, they learned to cope up with the fact that their parents couldn’t afford to be always there for them. Work as usual hindered their parents from showering them the love and warmth that they needed. Being left with each other, they turned to no one else but only to the two of them, trusting each other, comforting each other and relying to one another. They live as if there are only ones living in this world. They didn’t let anyone get in between them. Sadly their parents didn’t notice it. Maybe, they are aware but were just too busy making money every day that they opt to ignore this fact or perhaps, the masters are just too afraid to deal with the matter thinking that the kids might reject them if they start showing they care. I mean, I know it’s not too late but we don’t really know how the twins feel. Aigoo, thinking about this make my head ache. Oh well, I’m just a servant after all. I can do nothing but to just observe of what was happening inside the mansion. “
“…”
“Why? What’s the matter kid?”
“Hmm, you know, I’m just thinking. Is there a point in your life where you want to meddle with their affairs? I mean, how can you still stand and just watch what’s happening to them? I know you care about them a lot. I—“
“Young man, even if I care nothing will change. Things just happen this way and I would choose to stay low and serve them than risk myself getting kick out of the mansion.”
“But—”
“You see, if you do care you’ll learn how to keep quiet, learn how to voice your ideas only to yourself. Sometimes a silent companion is more appreciated than a wordy friend. Because in those silent moments lies words that could touch one’s heart and assure them that no matter what happens, you’ll never get tired of being there for them.”
“But I beg to disagree—”
“I know. But in time, you’ll see that I’m right. You’re young and idealistic, naïve about the world. When that moment comes where you’ll be able to understand every word that I’ve said, don’t hesitate to come and thank me.”
“What are you saying?”
“Yoochun-shii I know you are a good man. Whatever happened in the past, you should just forget it.”
“What do you mean? You know?!”
“Maybe or maybe not. You take care of him, take good care of young master. He is very precious one.”
tbc
A/N: I know there’s no Yoosu in it but please! Don’t kill me! >.< my muse isn’t there to bitch me and so I’m not really inspired! I know it’s not worth reading for but just so you wait! >.< Yoosu will be in it in the next chappie!
Wah! Sorry for not updating lately!
Title: “The Waltz: Moon River”
Author: Jelleus
Pairing: Yoosu
Genre: fluff
length: oneshot
Rating: G
Summary: in this alter universe, Yoosu are both 8 years old.
A meeting behind a bush.
A kiss that started it all.
And a dance that swayed their hearts.
“Why are you crying?” asked by a chubby looking boy.
The other in turn held his head up and looked at him annoyingly.
“Go away!” Yoochun fiercely said.
But then the cute little boy, being as stubborn as he is, sat beside the sniffing skinny child and said,
“I don’t get it. We are at a party and everyone should be happy. Why are you so sad?”
“Didn’t you hear me?! I said go away!”
“But—”
“Leave me alone loser!”
“Hey watch your tongue! Kids like us shouldn’t talk bad words. So take it back or else I’m gonna tell your umma about this!”
“So what?! Loser! Loser! Loser! Loser! Loser! Loser! Loser! Loser! Loser! Loser! Loser! Loser! Loser!”
“Hey that’s bad! Stop it!”
“Loser! Loser! Loser! Loser! Loser! Loser! Loser! Loser! Loser! Loser! Loser! Loser! Loser! Loser! Loser!”
“Stop it! Stop! Stop!”
“Loser! Loser! Loser! Loser! Loser! Loser! Loser! Loser! Loser! Loser! Loser! Lo—”
And then the chubby boy lean towards him, his hands casually lay on the other’s shoulder and in an instant their lips met.
At the back of a very beautiful house, where rich people had gathered. Under the full moon and bright stars of the sky, a very mellow song playing inside, in this elegant garden behind a bush, two little boys shared an innocent sweet kiss.
It didn’t last for long before the skinny boy pushed the other away.
“W-why y-you?!” Yoochun stuttered.
But the boy just smiled sweetly and said,
“Now, don’t say anymore bad words or I’ll kiss you again. I promise I won’t tell your umma about you being mean to me if you tell me why you are crying.”
“You dumbshit! Why did you kiss me?!”
“Aish! Here you go again cussing. You want another kiss?!”
“No!”
“Okay! Then tell me why are you crying?”
“W-what?! No! Why did you kiss me?”
“I’ll tell you if you answer me first!”
The skinny tall boy looked warily on him. After a few seconds he let out a loud sigh and said,
“A-Ahm, t-there’s this girl I want to dance b-but she refused me because I can’t dance waltz. I cried because I saw her dancing with other boys. I felt… kind of jealous.”
“So who’s this girl?”
“W-what?! It’s your turn to answer my question!”
“Tell me who the girl is and I’ll answer you.”
“Hey, that’s unfair.”
“…”
“Y-you! Hmp! It’s Im Yoona.”
The chubby looking boy then stood up and offered a hand on Yoochun.
“May I have this dance?” the little kid asked.
“Huh?! I just said earlier that I can’t dance.”
“Who said so?”
“Weirdo!”
“Thanks!”
And then Yoochun held the hand in front of him. The latter then bring the others hand on his waist while his set firmly on the shoulder of the tall boy.
Moon River wider than a mile…
“I think that our cue!”
“W-ait! What will I do?!”
“Step on my feet.”
“B-but—”
“Now!”
“O-okay.”
And then Yoochun stepped on the chubby boy’s feet. Hands tightly held each other as the latter started dancing waltz.
Im crossing you in style some day
Oh, dream maker, you heart breaker
Wherever you’re goin, Im goin your way
“Remember the steps by heart. Dance as if you held the most delicate crystal in your hands. Sway as if the wind is carrying you. And turn as if your feet are giving butterfly kisses on the floor. Lastly don’t forget to look at each others’ eyes. They held the most enchanting spell that will bind the two dancers as the song goes on.”
Two drifters, off to see the world
Theres such a lot of world to see
Were after the same rainbows end, waitin round the bend
My huckleberry friend, moon river, and me
“And after the song ended, close your eyes feel your heart resonate with your partner’s. And when you hear that gently open and lay an enveloping glance towards each other. You must look at her as if you’re hugging her, and that will make your eyes glow and radiate with warmness. And as the two of you hold out hands, look gently on the floor and slowly gaze at her giving a longing look.”
(moon river, wider than a mile)
(Im crossin you in style some day)
Oh, dream maker, you heart breaker
Wherever youre goin, Im goin your way
“How did you know how to dance? For someone so little like you, you talk like an old man!”
“I guess thanks? I had a dance lesson before and what I said to you was the exact words of my teacher.”
“Oh…”
Two drifters, off to see the world
Theres such a lot of world to see
Were after that same rainbows end, waitin round the bend
“And the song ends here. Step backwards and voila! The spell casts out here.”
“Gee! Thanks to you—”
“Junsu. Kim Junsu”
“Thanks Junsu-shii! I’m Park—”
“Park Yoochun, I know.”
“How?!”
“I just know.”
“Anyways you didn’t answer my question earlier. Why did you kiss me?”
“Is that important?”
“Yes!”
“No!”
“Yes!”
“No!”
“Yes!”
“Look Yoona’s not dancing. It’s a great time to ask her.”
“But!”
“I’ll help you.”
“How? I mean, I’ve been rejected before. I--”
“I’m Yoona’s best friend after all.”
“You’re w-what?!”
“Hey kiddo! Come on! I think another kid is asking her to dance.”
“As if you are not a kid yourself! Okay, let’s get going!”
“Come with me Yoochun-ah, party should be happy. Let’s all be happy!’
“I think you are right!”
And the two boys walked inside that beautiful white house.
A friendship born out of their innocence.
A promise of tomorrow for a new companion.
And maybe, a love to be found out as the days gone by.
A/N: wah! It’s my first one shot after so many eon weeks! Hahahahahahahahahaha! I miss writing so much! Hope that you’ll love this!
I know it’s a bit short. Gomenasai!
Ellaine_mae it’s for you! A tribute for your wonderful dedicated fics for me! I hope that I’ve given justice to this! >.<
And for Yoosu_sarang who misses my oneshot sequels! BB, if I’m inspired enough I’ll think of a good sequel for this!
Comments are very much appreciated! >.<
Title: My Oozingly Hot Physical Therapist (Mini-series!)
Author: Jelleus
Pairing: Yoosu
Length: chaptered
Rating: PG-13
Genre: angst and fluff?! 0.0 wtf!
Summary: A broken leg and an unexpected meeting.
A/N: It’s kind of a high school fic.
Chapter 4
“Stop right there mister!” said a fuming Junsu.
Both of the guys were currently inside a skimpy bathroom, bodies constantly met each other because first,
Junsu have to lean on Yoochun for support and second,
The nurse insisted to be close enough because quote “What if you slip? Or that you can’t reach for the towel. I have to be right here beside you. I can’t let my patient on his own, besides were starting to bond! This is called bonding!”unquote.
That’s why the two end up inside in this not-so-small-bathroom-but-then-again-it-f
Or so Junsu thought.
Feeling a strong arm snaked its way around his waist, the player felt stiff at the sudden contact. He couldn’t help but stare at his former schoolmate’s face.
Meeting that brown hazel eyes for a moment, he felt uneasy.
It felt like his whole body was shaken for that brief glance.
Shrugging the thought away, Junsu shook his head and immediately sat on the armed chair prepared by his so called therapist earlier.
“What are you waiting for? Come on, take off all of your clothes. Oh! Are you starting to be shy around me huh, Kim Junsu?” said a grinning Yoochun.
Feeling pressured and not wanting to be the sole loser of their bantering, Junsu then huffed in annoyance.
“Excuse me, look who’s talking? What do you expect out of me? A straight superstar soccer player feeling relaxed around his GAY lousy of a therapist and used to be classmate not to mention also used to be an admirer private nurse. You’re shitting on me, are you Park Yoochun?”
“Of course not! Man that’s gross! I’m not pooping around! And excuse you I have manners! I’m a resident nurse after all. Gah! Junsu-ah, I’m taking this professionally so why don’t you set the past aside and try cooperating with me. Now take off that shirt or do you want me to do that for you?”
“Heck no! I can do that! If you want me to cooperate with you, you should just stop messing around me!”
After that the younger lad took off his shirt and threw it away in anger.
“I’m not messing around with you. All that I did is to be friendly with you. Establish a good working relationship but you always end up being a brat. I’ll not tolerate that Kim Junsu not anymore.”
“I beg to disagree—”
“Oh well! You don’t have a say in anything, Manager Hong entrusted you to me so what I say goes. So baby, how about you take off your shorts? I can’t wait to start our BONDING! Either you do it or I’ll be the one to slip it off from you. Which do you prefer?”
“Aish! I can do that ALONE!”
“Moreover, choose whatever you want and I’ll still enjoy it! Just being with you gives me the pleasure!”
That was the last straw before Junsu started kicking Yoochunout of the bathroom.
“I may have a broken leg but don’t you forget that I have my other one perfectly fine to kick you out! Remember that idiot!”
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And that’s how our mighty lead character ended up outside the bathroom.
Waiting patiently for the other boy to finish his shower, the nurse continued rubbing his throbbing ass.
What can you anticipate from a soccer player?
From the one known for being always the forward because of his amazing strikes.
And lastly, from the one who seemed breathing just to play that sport!
Hearing a call inside, Yoochun then opened the door to find a smugly looking patient throwing dirty looks on him.
“And here I am giving in to your demand that you can bath all alone, and what did I miss?” Yoochun said in annoyance. Leaning sexily on the bathroom door, he just stood there eyeing his patient from head to toe.
The already bathed and smelling-good boy in front of him glanced at him in total confusion.
“What the heck is your problem Park-shii? Are you not contented with how good I smell? Are you frustrated that you were not able to run your hands all over my hot body? For your information, I didn’t slip and I perfectly reached for the towel. Nothing bad had happened while I’m bathing this gorgeous body of mine. I’m so sorry for destroying your fantasies! See, I can handle it myself! No need for that kind of bonding you are talking about!”
With that, the player stood proud in front of his nurse while both of his arms were busy grabbing the metal railing on the side of the bathroom wall.
After that, a hearty laugh could be heard from the used-to-be-nerdy-boy-turned-devilishly-a
Yoochun then walked towards his patient and enveloped him in his arms for ‘assistance’.
“Definitely you smell good. And yes, your body is hot but I’ve seen hotter bods! Come on, I’m a nurse, and I’ve had many patients which were more good looking and had greater bods than you. And it’s also a yes, earlier I thought you’ve destroyed some of my fantasies involving you and me inside a skimpy room like this but then again I guess not!”
Junsu grabbed both of the other lad’s shoulder and tried to push him away for some space but the nurse just pulled him closer and whispered something in his ear.
“If it wasn’t for the soap bubbles peering innocently in your ear lobe that I’m seeing, I would have believed that you could do it on your own. Aigoo, if not for its disgusting taste, I would love to lick it off! Man! Isn’t that hot?”
Gods of all Gods!
After hearing that, Junsu felt something twitched within him!
‘Oh God no!’ the brat thought.
He could now hear Yoochun snickering on his neck!
How embarrassing!
“Is that a yes Junsu-ah? No need to lie I can feel it, you know!”
“…”
“Yah! What happened to that straight superstar soccer player a while ago?”
“Shut up!”
“Aigoo! I forgot to ask you what STRAIGHT you were talking about! Is it straight to the RIGHT or straight to the left?”
“I said SHUT UP!”
“See, I am right after all! You’ll need a really cold shower now. Come to think of it, I didn’t take anything off that must set you to this misery. Oh my! Just blame it on my OVERFLOWING oozing hotness!”
And Junsu just thought of three words,
“I’m So Dead!”
Tbc.
A/N: Gah! It’s all that I could say!>.< Anyways I’m so happy that my oneshot entitled ‘Junsu are you gay’ is very much loved! I’m thinking of making another oneshot for our chibis! Hope I can think of a plot! ^_^
As usual comments are love!
And I want to say sorry too for not replying to all of your comments, I’ve posted my sole reason in my journal. Really guys, I appreciate all your love so please don’t stop spamming my page! >.<
Hey babies! This is dedicated to my beautiful sis ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small}
ellaine_mae ! For encouraging me to think of dirty thoughts to our so called innocent JUNSU! Hahahahahaha!
And also to yoosu_sarang who is a good friend of mine! BB sorry for disappointing you! I know this is not the smut you are looking for but I’m on my way there! >.< ROFL!
WAH! I’m back but not totally back! I’m on my reading spree mood these days!
- Location:in his arms
- Music:gee ballad ver. by SUJU
i'm here to tell you a very bad news!
my internet connection at home got broken! >.<
wah! so sorry fr that, maybe it will take a week before it could be fixed!
i'm sorry for not replying to all those who comment on my latest updates! please understand that i have a limited time to connect,
oh well, for the time being, i'll just have to write and later on post it when my internet connection is available again!
so sorry for this disaster! >.<
- Mood:
worried
Title: Junsu Are You Gay?
Author: Jelleus
Pairing: Yoosu, Jaeho, Jaesu (friendship)
Rating: G
Genre: failed fluff!
Length: One shot
Summary: The annoying question, “Are you gay?”
A/N: Un-betaed! >.<
It’s the universe where Jae and Su were about the same age.
5 years old mini Jae and mini Su walking at the park…
“Su, look at those flowers! They’re cute!” said Jaejoong.
The boy then grabbed his companion’s wrist and dragged them both to where all those pretty blossoms could be found.
The smaller chubby chinky-eyed youngster glared at his friend who by now was enjoying himself sniffing at the colorful flowers.
“Yah Jaejoong-ah, are you gay?”
“Why?”
“You enjoy those <point at the flowers>. Umma said only girls could like that!”
“Really?! Then I’m gay!” Jaejoong proudly said and continue to smell the flowers.
“You’re nuts!” Junsu unbelievably muttered.
“How about you, are you gay?”
“Umma said I’m a boy not a gay!”
“Okay!”
7 years old mini Jae and mini Su at a birthday party…
“Yunnie-ah happy birthday!” Jae cheerfully greeted the celebrant.
“Thanks Joongie-ah! Have you eaten? There are lots of foods at the buffet table. Want me to go grab you some?”
“Okay!”
“Then wait for me here Jaejoongie!”
Suddenly, someone grab Jae’s wrist and pulled him away from the crowd.
“Oh Junnie-ah, have you greeted Yunnie-ah already?”
“I came here first, so maybe.”
“Why the frown?”
“Jaejae-ah, are you gay?”
“Why?”
“I saw how you looked at Yunnie-ah lovingly. Umma said that boys should only stare at girls that way!”
“Really?! Then I’m gay!”
“You’re not serious are you?”
“How about you, are you gay?”
“I do not stare at boys like that, so no I’m not gay!”
15 years old teeny Jae and teeny Su at school…
Jae walking towards Su with a goofy smile on his face,
“Hi Su! Did you wait for me for too long?”
“What do you think?”
“Come, I’ll treat you ice cream!”
“What‘s with that stupid grin?”
“Nah! Is it wrong for me to be happy?”
“I saw you with Yunho.”
“So? We’re classmates it’s only natural for us to be together.”
“Don’t play dumb. The both of you were holding hands. Umma said boys don’t hold hands. Seriously, are you gay?”
“Really?! Then yes I’m gay!”
“Yah! I’m being serious here so don’t kid around.”
“Chill! How about you, are you gay?”
“I don’t hold hands with guys so no, I’m not gay.”
“Not anymore!”
Before Su knew it, Jae grabbed his hands and pulled them both inside the ice cream parlor.
17 years old teen Jae and teen Su at a bleacher…
“Yunho looks so manly!” Jaejoong said dreamily.
“Yah! We are here to cheer for our school not to fantasize about Yunho!” Junsu uttered irritably.
“I’m also cheering for our school Junsu-ah! What’s your problem? You are you always PMS-ing?”
“Jae I’m gonna ask you for the nth time, are you gay?”
“Why do you say so?”
“Umma said boys don’t praise other boys!”
“Really?! Then I’m gonna answer you for the nth time, I’m GAY!”
“You’re kidding right?”
“How about you, are you gay?”
“I’m not praising other boys so no—”
“Liar! I saw those APPRAISAL looks you’re throwing to the other team’s basketball captain Park Yoochun!”
“You’re just imagining things. I’m not gay!”
“We’ll see!”
19 years old teen Jae and teen Su at the boy’s rest room…
“Hey Su, sorry I’m not available this weekend! Yunho invited me to go with him to his hometown in countryside.”
“Gah! You’ll travel so far just for a mind boggling fuck!”
“Kim Junsu, mind your words!”
“As if! I saw the two of you enter a love hotel last Saturday!”
“So what did your umma told you about those?”
“That you shall not do it before marriage!”
“What?! No lectures about being gay? That it should be a boy and a GIRL entering a love hotel? Miracles of all miracles!”
“Yah! I’m not going to ask you that annoying question because I’ve come to accept that you like boys!”
“And what makes you change your mind? Is it Park Yoochun?”
“No! And don’t you change the topic.”
“I saw you rode together on his bike yesterday! Junsu-ah, are you gay?”
“Bikes are cool! Umma said that boys ride bikes and I rode a bike yesterday! So I’m a boy not a gay!”
“Whatever!”
23 years old adult Jae and adult Su at their dormitory room…
“Junsu-ah I miss you so much!” Jae uttered happily.
“J-Jaejoong-ah! I-I thought you’re gonna be back next week?!”
“Aigoo! I want to surprise you! My heart can’t bear to think that you’re left here all alone while Yunnie-ah and I enjoy our vacation. That’s why we cut short our ‘honeymoon’ in Jeju Island! Yah! You should be touched for my pure heart!”
“I-I ah, I’m deeply touched Jae-ah!”
“Yah! Why are you so nervous?! And what the heck! Why does our room look like a big pile of mess?! And your hair! It’s so spiky! It looks like my hair after a night of awesome ravishing! And and, what’s that smell? Gah! I know I’ve smell this somewhere, it’s so familiar—”
“J-Jae-ah, I think you’re thinking too much.”
“Shut up! Junsu-ah, you’re doing naughty things while I’m not around?! Gah! I should have known, the room smells sex everywhere! It screams a night of hard banging and deafening moans! Don’t tell me you brought a girl here?”
“No!”
“Then a boy it is! Yah! Kim Junsu, are you a gay?”
“I’m not!”
“Whatever! Gah! You make my head ache! I’m taking a shower to cool down, lend me some clean towel because mine are all dirty!”
“Right! J-just get to the showers. I-I’ll hand you the towel later!”
“No, better hand me the towel now to save you from all the bother.”
“Jaejoongie-ah, I don’t mind. Just go to the showers and cool down.”
“Aish Kim Junsu! Getting a towel is so easy. Let me go get the towel myself!”
“No Jae—”
But it’s all too late, the raven haired boy already opened Junsu’s closet only to reveal an almost naked Park Yoochun full of hickeys!
“Oh My God! For the last time Kim Junsu, are you gay?” a horrified Jae asked. (0.0)
Junsu turned pale and suddenly passed out. (T^T)
Yoochun then smiled and said, (=^_^=)
“I guess so!”
THE END!
A/N: Wah! Sorry for the failed fluff but then this story won’t stop bothering me that I didn’t get to sleep last night! T^T
Hope you guys love this!
- Mood:
cranky - Music:i'm yours by jason mraz
Title: My Oozingly Hot Physical Therapist (Mini-series!)
Author: Jelleus
Pairing: Yoosu
Length: chaptered
Rating: PG-13
Genre: angst and fluff?! 0.0 wtf!
Summary: A broken leg and an unexpected meeting.
A/N: It’s kind of a high school fic.
Chapter 3
“Hyung! Why Park Yoochun? I’m sure there are tons of other therapists more qualified than he is!” Junsu whined.
But then Manager Hong just stared at the player looking exhausted.
“Junsu-ah, give the guy a chance to prove himself! My friend highly recommended him for you! I know that there are other great therapists out there, but no one can ever get along with those mood swings of yours!”
“And how can you be so sure that that guy will not snap at me?!”
“He has a good record and is known for his incredible patience, even a stubborn kid like you is not an exception to him.”
“Aish! Hyung I don’t like him he looks so cocky!”
“He’s cocky enough to handle you!”
“But hyung—”
“Kim Junsu, stop all these non sense, Park Yoochun will be your nurse and therapist period!”
“Hyung…”
“How about Park Myung Soo-shii? What did you do to him?”
“Aigoo! That guy can’t do anything right! He’s so clumsy and he almost broke all my stuff! That’s why I threatened to fire him and his family if he doesn’t leave my house at that moment!”
“But that doesn’t give you the right to throw him out of your house! You know fully-well that you’re dad send him to look after you!”
“But I can look for myself!”
“With that condition? I doubt it!”
“…”
The elder man sighed and then uttered,
“Are we arguing again?”
“No…”
“Good! You know Junsu-ah I treat you like my own son, so please do this for me. B-E-H-A-V-E! Behave.”
“O-okay! I’ll try, only for you hyung!”
Manager Hong then leaned over the player and hugged him tightly.
“Please bear with this a little longer. Just after your leg completely heals.”
“Hmmm…”
“I’ll go now, it’s already late. My wife will be getting worried if I didn’t go home before 11pm!”
Manager Hong stood on his heels and was already to leave when he felt Junsu tugged his wrist.
“What?” the older man asked.
“Kiss Hyorin umma for me, tell her I miss her cooking.”
Manager Hong then smiled and said, “I will.”
Turning his back on the player, he continued walking through the door.
“Hyung!” Junsu called.
“What is it?”
“Take care.”
He spun on his heels and run towards the player.
Ruffling Junsu’s hair he then muttered,
“You’re so cute!” after that a loud chuckle could be heard inside Kim Junsu’s room.
“Of course!” the younger man proudly said with a goofy grin on his face.
“But so spoiled!” The manager added.
Junsu then snorted.
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“Did Manager Hong just left?” a man in white uniform asked.
The player couldn’t help but to roll his eyes in irritation.
“None of your fucking business.” Junsu answered.
“So the two of you are close.” Yoochun uttered.
“You’re annoying.”
“I heard the two of you were laughing. Even you’re laugh is still the same!”
“Shut up!”
“Now don’t talk like that. We’ll be living in this house together for quite a long time. We have to get along so start by being nice.”
“I said shut up!”
“You know I have an idea on how we could get along!”
“What? You’re finally leaving the house? Good! Go grab your things and please lock the door!”
Junsu was about to wheel away from Yoochun when he felt the other lad grab the back handle of the chair again.
’No not again!’ Junsu thought.
“What are you talking about? I’m not an irresponsible nurse who leaves his precious patient at this time of the night. You’re so hot-headed. Maybe a bath could do you good!” Yoochun whispered on the player’s ear, not missing the other’s ear lobes to touch his lips.
The man on the wheelchair shuddered at that not-so-accidental contact between him and his former schoolmate.
Wincing away, Junsu tried to look dully at his therapist.
“Go prepare the bathroom. I want a hot shower!”
Just then, Yoochun leaned over and whispered on his patient’s ear again.
“I’ve already prepared it while you’re busy talking with Manager Hong. And you see, that’s the wonderful idea I’m talking about. We’ll start to get along by bathing together!”
“What?! You can’t—”
“I can do necessary things involving my patient’s health and that covers hygiene and more so bathing! Aren’t I so nice Junsu-ah?”
Then Yoochun smiled cheesily towards the player.
“The showers waiting for us baby! If the temperature’s not to your liking, just say so! But I doubt it, you’ll most probably ask for a cold shower after taking a peek of my oozing hotness!”
The nurse wheeled happily towards the bathroom with a stunned man behind the chair.
tbc
A/N: gah! How was it? I so love Yoochunnie here!
Let me know guys what you think! Please spam me with your love!>.<
And to my silent readers (if there’s any -.-), voice over your thoughts. It will be a great help for me in improving my skills!>.< we writers need your encouragement so that will be inspired to write more! ^________________________^
As usual comments are love!
- Mood: cranky
- Music:i'm yours by jasin mraz
Title: My Oozingly Hot Physical Therapist (Mini-series!)
Author: Jelleus
Pairing: Yoosu
Length: chaptered
Rating: PG-13
Genre: angst and fluff?! 0.0 wtf!
Summary: A broken leg and an unexpected meeting.
A/N: I want to dedicate this to yoosu_sarang , for being a good friend of mine! i have a nice time talking to you! i wish we could get closer, and thanks for the advice!^_^
and also to freya_xiah for being a loyal reader and a constant visitor of my lj! thank you dear!
Chapter 2
*FLASHBACK*
“Hey Chunnie I heard Junsu’s team won again!” Jae cheerfully said.
The guy named Chunnie turned his head on his side to take a glimpse of his best friend, Kim Jaejoong.
“Yeah! I’ve watched the game yesterday! Ahm, I-I, Jae I was thinking of confessing to him before senior year ends. I mean, even if he rejects me, we wouldn’t meet each other any longer. B-but I don’t how to do it. I mean, whenever he was around I get all clumsy and weak, every opportunity that I have to talk to him, I stuttered like an epileptic guy. I couldn’t do things right even when he’s 10m away from me. What should I do?” a teary eyed Yoochun muttered.
The elder guy just sighed and took a quick glance of his friend.
Attire--> school’s uniform, common
Shoes -->black shoes, nothing unusual
Hair --> silky curly black hair tied neatly, it could be okay but then who the hell in the 20th century would use a POMADE! Gah! It really looks shiningly disgusting and it smells like a floor wax! A total turn off!
Face --> there’s a bit of pimples in his cheeks, but it should be tolerable, but then again and again, his huge black rimmed glasses are very hideous, it just makes him look nerdy! A major eew!
To top it all, I’m sorry Yoochun-ah but I couldn’t say it directly onto your face, but you’re a total loser!
Gah! Almost all the kids at school bully him. Even the other losers bully him just to prove that they are not the losers among the losers. I am making sense right?
With a forced smile, I said, “Yoochunnie-ah, are you sure you want to confess? I mean, Junsu is sure popular and looks nice but his friend Hyukjae is a total asshole! What if he does something bad to you?! Make fun of you because of your admiration. Let the whole school know that you’re gay! Can you take all of that?!”
I saw my friend hung his head low. I know it might have hurt him, but I’m saving him from more pain that could come along with his confession.
After a few minutes of pondering, I saw Yoochun look up and said,
“As long as Kim Junsu would not make fun of me! I’ll confess!” <A/N: Imagine Yoochun with eyes shining brightly, full of admiration and in high spirits while saying this!> .< kyah! So cute!>
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“Aigoo! Jaejoong is so great coming up with a love letter idea! Actually it’s perfect! All I have to do is come to him, hand him my letter and that’s it!” Yoochun said to himself.
Clutching the piece of paper in his hands, he walked to the field where he fully knows that there will be an oh so perspiring and uberly hot Kim Junsu playing soccer in the middle of that grassy land.
Sitting at his usual corner, he watched from afar the boy that took his breath away ever since junior high! In his mind, it will only be a matter of minutes before he confessed.
As soon as he heard the coach blew his whistle, his heart started to pound ecstatically, he saw the other players hit the showers while Kim Junsu was put on hold by their coach and manager. It looked like they were talking something seriously.
Gah! How he adores that cute little boy over there, that even if he frowns it looks sooooooooooo gorgeous! How can anyone not fall for this lovable human being?!
Holding the letter tightly, he began to approach Junsu as soon as he saw the young boy jogged towards the shower room.
“Kim Junsu-shii” he shyly said.
Just then, the younger lad took notice of this guy standing near the shower room.
“Oh! Yoochun-shii!” the surprised player uttered.
Hearing his name came out of those plump lips, he felt his knees wobble a bit.
Staring at that mouth, he then asked, “Y-You know me?!”
*EUN KYANG KYANG*
“O-Of course Park Yoochun-shii, we’ve been classmates since junior high!” Junsu muttered and began to smile sweetly at the uberly blushing boy in front of him!
The guy hung his head low, embarrassed at his tomato red puffy cheeks.
“So what can I do for you?” Junsu politely asked.
Yoochun felt his heart skip a beat when he felt the younger boy walked nearer to him.
Clutching tighter to the piece of paper he held dear behind him, he began to spoke, “I-I have something— w-what?!”
He was taken aback the moment he saw Junsu leaned over.
He couldn’t help but stay still and watch the boy’s face get closer and closer and CLOSER! Until he could feel him breathe on his right cheek! He closed his eyes and felt his lips twitch!
Knitting his brows in confusion, he waited until those soft plump lips landed on his!
And then
*CLICK!*
Yoochun opened his eyes instantly only to see Junsu snickering behind that bastard Hyukjae who was holding a disposable camera!
He felt petrified! Stupefied! Horrified!
He let his tears fell the moment he took a glance of a laughing Junsu clutching his stomach. The boy looked to be enjoying this misery that befallen on him.
He gaze over a smug Hyukjae and was about to punch him when he suddenly landed on the ground!
It appeared to be that the other boys were done showering and now was hogging him.
To his utter horror, the players started to kick and punch him!
Gah! He even saw Jung Yunho spit on him!
Now I know why Jaejoong hated him so much! He is a big JERK!
Thank god a raven haired boy appeared and managed to find him and pulled him away from that maniac pack!
Jaejoong helped him cleanse his wounds. And he couldn’t even be thankful for his friend’s presence.
If the boy didn’t get there on time, maybe he would end up in a hospital.
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Adorned with bandages all over his body, Yoochun managed to go to school after what happened yesterday.
But he wished he wasn’t there.
Wasn’t there to see the whole soccer group led by Junsu and Hyukjae welcomed him at the school gate!
Wasn’t there to take notice of the weird looks his schoolmates were giving him!
Wasn’t there to find Jae insisting that he should just go home and rest!
Wasn’t there to resist my friend and continue walking towards my class!
Wasn’t there so that I couldn’t be curious about what was post on the bulletin board that all the students in this damned school were looking to!
Wasn’t there when I sneaked my way in and felt myself turned pale!
And finally, wasn’t there to see myself looking like a shit! Closed eyes and puckering lips, and what was even worse was that the letter behind that horrible picture!
It said,
Dear Junsu-shii,
Even if we are not talking that much, I just wanted you to know that I like you. I really like you! I know you are not gay and I am not forcing you to be one. All I wish is to let you know what I’m feeling for you is true.
School is nearing to its end and I don’t want to part ways with you without telling you this. Thank you so much for lending your time reading this letter of mine.
Yours truly,
Park Yoochun
For the nth time of that day, Yoochun felt his tears fell again.
Gah! So much for loving the famous Kim Junsu!
Tbc.
A/N: Sorry for the late update! School caught me! I’ll try to write the chap 3 fasteR! Wah! Thank you for all your wonderful comments! It really inspires me! So please inspire me more! I do get encourage to write more because of your feedbacks! ^_____________________^
And I’m sorry for yunnie’s fans! Gomenasai!
- Location:on top of his bed >.<
- Mood:
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