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allnostalgia) wrote2011-10-17 08:34 pm
allnostalgia) wrote2011-10-17 08:34 pm
Entry tags:
- au,
- pg-15,
- romance,
- short series,
- yunjae
Intuition & Commitment [2]
He doesn’t look at Jaejoong the same way again in the nights that followed. But instead of seeing even a tinge of vexation on this man’s face, he could only see hopeful eyes and yearning, like he was the happiest he’s ever been.
Maybe, it’s all a misconception. He thinks.
It made him feel like a creep, watching the other boy’s moves so closely, and what for, even? He found him adorable, and relatively normal, and he doesn’t really know how Changmin can tell he exuded the rich boy role. There doesn’t seem to be anything wrong about Jaejoong, he was almost synonymous to perfection. And then it hits him, the realization that he was actually interested to know him better, like that. Which wasn’t supposed to begin in the first place.
He recalls that one time Jaejoong offered to take over his shift when his sister was sent to the school clinic because of a fever. “I have no idea how it is to take care of a sister, really. But you seem too stressed to continue working. Why don’t you go ahead?” Aside from a comforting smile, his face showed he was only trying to sympathize. Like he was making up for a missing part of his life.
And then there was also that time when Jaejoong had shyly asked to walk home together. The boy was quiet through out and Yunho wondered what was so fascinating about watching his own feet moving on the pavement. He let Jaejoong be, assuming he was simply scared to walk alone in the wee hours of that pitch-black night. “Can we do this every night?” The elegant boy’s question proved his theory wrong, but he agreed nonetheless, still wondering why the boy turns different when they got off work.
Changmin had told him that, maybe, Jaejoong was growing attached to Yunho and that if he isn’t really all that willing to entertain what he assumes Jaejoong is developing for him then he should lay down the line and be frank about it.
The days silently crept by, and the nights ended as Yunho promised over a week ago. But there was more to it to Yunho now than just Changmin’s hunch of a flurry of emotions that stirred that way. Somehow, with every story that Jaejoong began to disclose to him, he’d felt that odd sense of sympathy for him. No, he has yet to know what kind of family the other boy came from but the drastic changes that had occurred in their lives was enough common ground to confide in each other.
Jaejoong was more than what meets the eye. And Yunho wasn’t going to just explain it to people who’d judge the pretty boy. One would have to dig deep to realize what he’s worth. Besides, when you’ve found treasure, would you always be too willing to share?
When time during work isn’t enough time spent within each other’s presence anymore, things take a different toll. He doesn’t know about Jaejoong but it was a possible mistake to entertain the thought of loving how it felt. It wasn’t as if he was ignorant enough to take the risk and meet the heartbreak he’s foreseeing.
By the end of the third week, Jaejoong begins to drive to work from school, and then home. Blossoming a new routine of dropping Yunho home on the way. “It wouldn’t be so bad if we did this everyday, hm?”
“Actually, it would. When your job’s over, I’d go back to commuting and I’ll just miss having you around for free rides.” He teases in defense.
Conversations have deepened far beyond getting to know each other; attachment was something they were oblivious to at this point. Yunho hadn’t let go of Changmin’s assumptions, though. It wasn’t in his plans to step up on it because he knows it is wiser to grab hold of sense than hope. It was more comfortable to set the line down himself than to risk stepping on unfamiliar grounds and keep guessing.
Jaejoong had shown him initiative more than a few times and you’d have to be blind to not see them, little by little, until it hit the young man like a bullet right in between the eyes.
A black sedan stopped in front of him at the pedestrian lane. The window rolled down and the face of the man who’s been boggling his mind smiled at him. “You wouldn’t mind if I drop you home, right?” He says, opening the passenger door.
The state of their relationship wasn’t all-cumbersome. It had yet to sink in that the only thing lacking was a word or three that would materialize what was between them. Yunho thinks, maybe, Jaejoong knows their stand and they didn’t want anything more than mutual attraction without commitments. Things could get messy easily when that happens. A lot has changed, a lot of people have been involved and Jaejoong couldn’t afford to come out, in every sense of the term, to that many people. His parents were already a heavy burden and the company didn’t have a history of being merciful.
“So?” He said as he sighed, “Halfway done with your OJT, right?” Jaejoong smirks and chuckles at that, “I can always come back and apply as a full time employee, right?”
Yunho teases him and quite frankly, Jaejoong was a little sensitive to what he’d said, “We were doing fine before you came in, you know.” There wasn’t anything underlying in those words but then, Jaejoong found himself staring at the road, while trying not to steal a glimpse of the young man seated right beside him with a bright smile.
“And I thought you’d be the one who’d miss me most.” He wasn’t sure if he said it aloud or not, Yunho didn’t respond, thinking if he really heard what he heard or not.
Two weeks. It was all the time he had left before he’d go separate ways with Yunho. His mind was telling him it was a good thing because he need not drag the man he had realized he had feelings for into a messed set up of deals and arrangements he’d never decide on his own. But his heart was screaming otherwise.
He had a lot of things in his mind, a lot of emotions bottled up and a bucket of tears he’d never shed. It was all for the best, he tries to convince himself but it would take some time before he actually does.
“You’re growing more quiet by the day, is it finally sinking into your head?” Yunho disrupts his train of thought as they drove down the highway, “And where exactly are you taking us?”
“What is? And that’s for me to know and you to find out.” Jaejoong tried to brush of the feelings boiling in his blood.
“You know exactly what I’m talking about, we’ve talked about it vaguely but it doesn’t mean I don’t get what you’re getting at.” Over the last several days, Jaejoong had told him a lot of his firsts and how it all involved him. The favors he’d asked him we’re all too carefully thought of that he had no choice but give in.
“This is the first time I’ve felt absolutely secure.” It was one of those day offs when Jaejoong would randomly show up on Yunho’s front door and just watch him create masterpiece after masterpiece. And on his supposed breaks, Jaejoong would cuddle up to him and shower him with compliments he tries so hard to not get through his mentality.
“I don’t have any doubts. I can definitely do that! You told me I did great the first time I took over for you!” He simply smiles and walks off behind the reception to take over Yunho’s shift again. Yunho’s sister was up for a scholarship in one of Korea’s dance schools, it was a few cities away and he just wouldn’t let his sister travel alone. Jaejoong found out about it, and apparently, he’s more than willing to take the trouble off of his hands.
“Can I?” Jaejoong casually asks, his face a couple of centimeters away from Yunho’s, “Its gonna be my first.” And he presses those virgin lips against the taller man’s, savoring a few seconds of its innocence before he pulls back and looks into Yunho’s eyes with more curiosity and desire. It was when things between friendship and something else began to clash. What were they to each other? Neither of them wanted to answer the damned question but they knew at some point they’d have to face it.
“Yes!” he shamelessly exclaims, “So this is how it feels to be asked out by someone you actually like.” Jaejoong creeps his arms around Yunho’s waist as his head rests on his chest. He’d never been so calm, never been so contented and then he falls back onto the surface of the earth when his constant thoughts come back down with him.
“What’s wrong?”
“Let’s talk more later, okay?” He realizes what he’d just done. He was taking things up a notch and it was beginning to be more complicated. But was he about to regret this? He hoped not. He wouldn’t, he kept in mind.
The scenes played back in his mind. Those TV Art classes are getting to me! He tried to distract himself as the memories played like a trailer in his head on loop.
“We’re here.” Jaejoong stops and tells Yunho to get off as he gives his keys to the man on valet parking service.
“What exactly are we doing here, Jae?” He realizes they were in front of a five-star hotel. One of those hotels Jaejoong’s family had franchised internationally. “Wait, I’m not going in there until you tell me what’s up.”
“Its one of those things I need you to be my first!” Jaejoong explained impatiently, “Just, let’s go, please? I can’t stay outside for long, if the manager sees me here, he’ll tell my parents and he’s not like my driver, at all.”
“Wait, are you…” Yunho scratched the back of his head and pointed lostly at the building, “Are you saying… You know… Don’t you think that’s… You know...?”
“O-oh… I get it. You think I-“ Jaejoong covered his mouth, his cheeks blushing at the thought of what Yunho was implying, “No, no, I- Well, I’d like that but, no, not tonight. My advisers are here, and my grandmother. I want to introduce you to her.”
Yunho released a heavy breath. Jaejoong took it as a positive response and held his hand as they walked through the modern-designed doors of the establishment. “Hey,” Yunho tightened his hold on Jaejoong’s hand, “I’m really nervous, if you can’t tell.”
“I am, too, but I want to do this, okay? Please?”
“Sometimes, you’re brattiness really just comes off so naturally, huh?”
“Well, you already know why, right? Anyway, just follow my lead. You’re a charming boy, she’ll like you.”
A/N: I don't have an excuse, except- No, I'm almost always either drunk or sleepless or afloat anyway. ._.
Maybe, it’s all a misconception. He thinks.
It made him feel like a creep, watching the other boy’s moves so closely, and what for, even? He found him adorable, and relatively normal, and he doesn’t really know how Changmin can tell he exuded the rich boy role. There doesn’t seem to be anything wrong about Jaejoong, he was almost synonymous to perfection. And then it hits him, the realization that he was actually interested to know him better, like that. Which wasn’t supposed to begin in the first place.
He recalls that one time Jaejoong offered to take over his shift when his sister was sent to the school clinic because of a fever. “I have no idea how it is to take care of a sister, really. But you seem too stressed to continue working. Why don’t you go ahead?” Aside from a comforting smile, his face showed he was only trying to sympathize. Like he was making up for a missing part of his life.
And then there was also that time when Jaejoong had shyly asked to walk home together. The boy was quiet through out and Yunho wondered what was so fascinating about watching his own feet moving on the pavement. He let Jaejoong be, assuming he was simply scared to walk alone in the wee hours of that pitch-black night. “Can we do this every night?” The elegant boy’s question proved his theory wrong, but he agreed nonetheless, still wondering why the boy turns different when they got off work.
Changmin had told him that, maybe, Jaejoong was growing attached to Yunho and that if he isn’t really all that willing to entertain what he assumes Jaejoong is developing for him then he should lay down the line and be frank about it.
The days silently crept by, and the nights ended as Yunho promised over a week ago. But there was more to it to Yunho now than just Changmin’s hunch of a flurry of emotions that stirred that way. Somehow, with every story that Jaejoong began to disclose to him, he’d felt that odd sense of sympathy for him. No, he has yet to know what kind of family the other boy came from but the drastic changes that had occurred in their lives was enough common ground to confide in each other.
Jaejoong was more than what meets the eye. And Yunho wasn’t going to just explain it to people who’d judge the pretty boy. One would have to dig deep to realize what he’s worth. Besides, when you’ve found treasure, would you always be too willing to share?
When time during work isn’t enough time spent within each other’s presence anymore, things take a different toll. He doesn’t know about Jaejoong but it was a possible mistake to entertain the thought of loving how it felt. It wasn’t as if he was ignorant enough to take the risk and meet the heartbreak he’s foreseeing.
By the end of the third week, Jaejoong begins to drive to work from school, and then home. Blossoming a new routine of dropping Yunho home on the way. “It wouldn’t be so bad if we did this everyday, hm?”
“Actually, it would. When your job’s over, I’d go back to commuting and I’ll just miss having you around for free rides.” He teases in defense.
Conversations have deepened far beyond getting to know each other; attachment was something they were oblivious to at this point. Yunho hadn’t let go of Changmin’s assumptions, though. It wasn’t in his plans to step up on it because he knows it is wiser to grab hold of sense than hope. It was more comfortable to set the line down himself than to risk stepping on unfamiliar grounds and keep guessing.
Jaejoong had shown him initiative more than a few times and you’d have to be blind to not see them, little by little, until it hit the young man like a bullet right in between the eyes.
A black sedan stopped in front of him at the pedestrian lane. The window rolled down and the face of the man who’s been boggling his mind smiled at him. “You wouldn’t mind if I drop you home, right?” He says, opening the passenger door.
The state of their relationship wasn’t all-cumbersome. It had yet to sink in that the only thing lacking was a word or three that would materialize what was between them. Yunho thinks, maybe, Jaejoong knows their stand and they didn’t want anything more than mutual attraction without commitments. Things could get messy easily when that happens. A lot has changed, a lot of people have been involved and Jaejoong couldn’t afford to come out, in every sense of the term, to that many people. His parents were already a heavy burden and the company didn’t have a history of being merciful.
“So?” He said as he sighed, “Halfway done with your OJT, right?” Jaejoong smirks and chuckles at that, “I can always come back and apply as a full time employee, right?”
Yunho teases him and quite frankly, Jaejoong was a little sensitive to what he’d said, “We were doing fine before you came in, you know.” There wasn’t anything underlying in those words but then, Jaejoong found himself staring at the road, while trying not to steal a glimpse of the young man seated right beside him with a bright smile.
“And I thought you’d be the one who’d miss me most.” He wasn’t sure if he said it aloud or not, Yunho didn’t respond, thinking if he really heard what he heard or not.
Two weeks. It was all the time he had left before he’d go separate ways with Yunho. His mind was telling him it was a good thing because he need not drag the man he had realized he had feelings for into a messed set up of deals and arrangements he’d never decide on his own. But his heart was screaming otherwise.
He had a lot of things in his mind, a lot of emotions bottled up and a bucket of tears he’d never shed. It was all for the best, he tries to convince himself but it would take some time before he actually does.
“You’re growing more quiet by the day, is it finally sinking into your head?” Yunho disrupts his train of thought as they drove down the highway, “And where exactly are you taking us?”
“What is? And that’s for me to know and you to find out.” Jaejoong tried to brush of the feelings boiling in his blood.
“You know exactly what I’m talking about, we’ve talked about it vaguely but it doesn’t mean I don’t get what you’re getting at.” Over the last several days, Jaejoong had told him a lot of his firsts and how it all involved him. The favors he’d asked him we’re all too carefully thought of that he had no choice but give in.
“This is the first time I’ve felt absolutely secure.” It was one of those day offs when Jaejoong would randomly show up on Yunho’s front door and just watch him create masterpiece after masterpiece. And on his supposed breaks, Jaejoong would cuddle up to him and shower him with compliments he tries so hard to not get through his mentality.
“I don’t have any doubts. I can definitely do that! You told me I did great the first time I took over for you!” He simply smiles and walks off behind the reception to take over Yunho’s shift again. Yunho’s sister was up for a scholarship in one of Korea’s dance schools, it was a few cities away and he just wouldn’t let his sister travel alone. Jaejoong found out about it, and apparently, he’s more than willing to take the trouble off of his hands.
“Can I?” Jaejoong casually asks, his face a couple of centimeters away from Yunho’s, “Its gonna be my first.” And he presses those virgin lips against the taller man’s, savoring a few seconds of its innocence before he pulls back and looks into Yunho’s eyes with more curiosity and desire. It was when things between friendship and something else began to clash. What were they to each other? Neither of them wanted to answer the damned question but they knew at some point they’d have to face it.
“Yes!” he shamelessly exclaims, “So this is how it feels to be asked out by someone you actually like.” Jaejoong creeps his arms around Yunho’s waist as his head rests on his chest. He’d never been so calm, never been so contented and then he falls back onto the surface of the earth when his constant thoughts come back down with him.
“What’s wrong?”
“Let’s talk more later, okay?” He realizes what he’d just done. He was taking things up a notch and it was beginning to be more complicated. But was he about to regret this? He hoped not. He wouldn’t, he kept in mind.
The scenes played back in his mind. Those TV Art classes are getting to me! He tried to distract himself as the memories played like a trailer in his head on loop.
“We’re here.” Jaejoong stops and tells Yunho to get off as he gives his keys to the man on valet parking service.
“What exactly are we doing here, Jae?” He realizes they were in front of a five-star hotel. One of those hotels Jaejoong’s family had franchised internationally. “Wait, I’m not going in there until you tell me what’s up.”
“Its one of those things I need you to be my first!” Jaejoong explained impatiently, “Just, let’s go, please? I can’t stay outside for long, if the manager sees me here, he’ll tell my parents and he’s not like my driver, at all.”
“Wait, are you…” Yunho scratched the back of his head and pointed lostly at the building, “Are you saying… You know… Don’t you think that’s… You know...?”
“O-oh… I get it. You think I-“ Jaejoong covered his mouth, his cheeks blushing at the thought of what Yunho was implying, “No, no, I- Well, I’d like that but, no, not tonight. My advisers are here, and my grandmother. I want to introduce you to her.”
Yunho released a heavy breath. Jaejoong took it as a positive response and held his hand as they walked through the modern-designed doors of the establishment. “Hey,” Yunho tightened his hold on Jaejoong’s hand, “I’m really nervous, if you can’t tell.”
“I am, too, but I want to do this, okay? Please?”
“Sometimes, you’re brattiness really just comes off so naturally, huh?”
“Well, you already know why, right? Anyway, just follow my lead. You’re a charming boy, she’ll like you.”
A/N: I don't have an excuse, except- No, I'm almost always either drunk or sleepless or afloat anyway. ._.
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Poor Jaejoong. Jaejoong's parents sounds very controlling and uptight.
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Yess.. Yunho just keep cool! And i hope jae's granny will be a real sweetie... But drama is drama. And i can't wait! <3
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>> uuuy.. kayo ha... ano yan.. ahahha
“Can we do this every night?” The elegant boy’s question proved his theory wrong, but he agreed nonetheless, still wondering why the boy turns different when they got off work.
>> ♫everyday... everynnight... everywhere....♫
waaah... yunjae getting closer... and omona jae's gonna introduce jae to his lola.. waaaaaaah
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