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allnostalgiaMaybe it’s called ‘something’, that something between love and like. When uncertainty is defined and differentiated by fear and pride.
It had taken Jaejoong all the guts to come out and confess he was in love with his leader. And Yunho, well, he wasn’t able to react as expectedly as the older man had thought.
Was it up til that confession alone? Or does he want to move further? It was a clichéd battle between the heart and mind, of the so-called right and so-called wrong.
Yunho knows, though, that Jaejoong has enough security to hold himself back, to keep things on the low despite the obvious attraction between them. Taking advantage of fan service to ease themselves closer. (Or rather build up more tension and drift apart.)
He’d admired the other for so long. And the other’s deed of over-coming odds, to say it out loud and own up to it, made it harder for him to do the same.
The truth was that cowardice held him back. He was afraid to be judged, was afraid to disappoint. On top of it all, he was afraid everything he’d felt was all but requited. That it was all just lingering since they’re all together, living under one roof and barely had time to see other people. It was what he’d thought to be permanently temporary and that those feelings wouldn’t grow but just fade away as time goes by.
Now that everything was practically served up on a silver platter, he knew what was left to do.
Certainty. One gets it after taking a risk.
“You’re asking me, will my love grow? I don’t know. You stick around and it may show. I don’t know.” – Something; The Beatles
It had taken Jaejoong all the guts to come out and confess he was in love with his leader. And Yunho, well, he wasn’t able to react as expectedly as the older man had thought.
Was it up til that confession alone? Or does he want to move further? It was a clichéd battle between the heart and mind, of the so-called right and so-called wrong.
Yunho knows, though, that Jaejoong has enough security to hold himself back, to keep things on the low despite the obvious attraction between them. Taking advantage of fan service to ease themselves closer. (Or rather build up more tension and drift apart.)
He’d admired the other for so long. And the other’s deed of over-coming odds, to say it out loud and own up to it, made it harder for him to do the same.
The truth was that cowardice held him back. He was afraid to be judged, was afraid to disappoint. On top of it all, he was afraid everything he’d felt was all but requited. That it was all just lingering since they’re all together, living under one roof and barely had time to see other people. It was what he’d thought to be permanently temporary and that those feelings wouldn’t grow but just fade away as time goes by.
Now that everything was practically served up on a silver platter, he knew what was left to do.
Certainty. One gets it after taking a risk.
“You’re asking me, will my love grow? I don’t know. You stick around and it may show. I don’t know.” – Something; The Beatles
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