| Fan Fiction |
by EHHLLIIE(:
I drummed my fingers against the bed to give me some sort of entertainment as I waited for Jae Joong to take the first aid kid from Umma which proved to be quite a pickle. Even from my room I could hear him screaming at the top of his lungs, “What?! My Joongie got injured?! NOOOO! HYUKKIE! Our darling got injured!” And I could hear him running around the room, thumping on the ground like a mad elephant.
God save our souls.
Then I heard footsteps ascending the stairs. ‘God, please. Please! Don’t let it be Umma! Gay friends are good. But a gay Umma is never a good thing. Please god!’ I prayed silently as I heard the footsteps get louder. ‘Hold on a sec. Umma would scream hid head off while running here but this person isn’t making any noise. My heart started palpitating faster than before. “Jae Joong?” The name slid off my tongue like how it always had for the past 19 years. Just at the juncture, the door opened.
“Yun Ho? Here’s the first aid kit.” I heard Jae Joong say as he closed the door to prevent that crazy Fishy mother of mine from running in and pouncing right on me.
“Omo! Jae Joong! What happened to your face?!” Jae Joong’s face was slightly bruised and a few cuts here and there. I immediately stood up and cupped his face with my hands. Don’t ask me why I did that. Hey! Love conquers all!
“Jae Joong, what happened to your face?!” I shouted. Jae Joong loved his face and there’s no way he would do something like that to his face on purpose. I brushed his cheek slightly to get rid of the blood which then stained my fingers. I suddenly realized what I was doing and immediately let go. “Mian.. Mianhae.” I blushed red but I don’t think he realized.
“It’s okay Yun Ho. Ajumma just got a little hysterical and started throwing things around.” He laughed while he ruffled up his hair. ‘That man… I’m going to pound him tomorrow for doing this to Jae Joong!’
“Aish that mother of mine…” I muttered under my breath. No one was supposed to hear it but Jae Joong seemed to. “Yun Ho-ah, chill! I’m alive and well!” I thought for a second, “Well that’s true.” I eyed Jae Joong’s face. “Does it hurt?” He shook his head. I placed one finger onto one of his many cuts and pressed on it, earning a yelp, “Yah! Jung Yun Ho! What did you do that for?!” He shouted at me while rubbing his face. I chuckled, “Yeah right it doesn’t hurt! Come here Boo!” I grabbed him by the waist, “Yah I told you not to call—“ I cut him off.
No not by the lips if that’s what you were wondering.
I placed a small kiss onto his cut on his cheek. “There. Feel better?” He froze, “Yun… Yun Ho?” He stuttered and I pulled back abruptly. ‘JUNG YUN HO YOU BASTARD! You let your feelings take control over you AGAIN!’ I cursed myself inwardly. I tried to think of a good reason. “Lee Teuk taught me that! He says that it makes someone feel better after getting hurt.” Jae Joong cocked his head to one side before smiling, “Oh Seul Gi did tell me that once! I’ll make her kiss me tomorrow. Thank you ajumma for all the cuts!” He beamed.
I darkened my facial expression the moment I heard that statement. “Whatever.” I shot at him. He always had to bring Seul Gi up huh? I rolled my eyes and walked towards my study table and sat down, staring out of the window. “Yah Yun Ho what’s wrong with you?” I turned my entire body away from him, “Nothing!” I heard him scoff. “You don’t nothing me. What the hell is wrong with you? Everytime I mentioned Seul Gi, you get so angry!”
OH. MY. GOD. Kim Jae Joong why the fuck are you so dense. I really wanted to scream at him and tell him I fucking love him but… I bit my lip. “Jae Joong, I’m sorry. I’m just not used to the arrangement. You’ve never actually had a girlfriend before you know.” I came up with the nicest lie I could say and looked at him. “Mianhae.” His expression softened. ‘I wonder how much longer I can keep up with these lies…” “Kwenchana-yo Yun Ho.” He walked towards me and placed a supportive hand on my shoulder. I relaxed at the touch and closed my eyes.
“Doushite… Kimi wo suki ni natte shimattan darou…” I heard his cell phone ring. He removed his hand from my shoulder and I felt sad at the lack of warmth. “Yeoboseyo?”
His face immediately brightened up. “Seul GI-ah! What is it? Hmm? Oh you can’t make it tonight? Nah it’s fine! …Mhmm… Ok! I love you! Bye!” I clenched my fists around the rim of the chair as I heard him say those three words to her. The words I’ve been keeping sealed in my mouth for so long and yet I still couldn’t bring myself, nor could I ever say it. “You have a date?” I spat the word and I grimaced at the thought of them making out under the moonlight.
He nodded his head slightly , “But she’s busy at work and can’t make it. Oh well!” He shrugged his shoulders and gave me a small smile. “Show me your hands! I still have to bandage them!” I glanced at my watch and it showed 10.15. “Jae Joong-ah, you better go home. It’s 10.15 already. Ajumma and Ajusshi will get worried.” I placed a restricting hand onto his own to prevent him from going any further from opening the box. He looked down and looked up at me again, “Can I stay here for the night? I haven’t had a sleepover with you for the longest time.” I stared at him, “Erm, yeah sure I guess! Yeah I do miss the times when we were still kids.”
‘When I hadn’t fucking fallen in love that is!’
He smiled at me and I felt my heart clench. That smile, so beautiful. But it’ll never be mine. He took my hands into his and grabbed the roll of bandages from the first aid box and began wrapping the soft white fabric around my bloody hands. But nothing could compare to the softness of his flawless hands. He furrowed his brows as he carefully bandaged them. The dedication he put into the job caused my heart to melt. I stared dreamily at him as I relaxed fully. I saw him take out a clip and clip the two ends of the bandage together to prevent it from coming out. He looked back up and me, “One down, one to go!” I chuckled at his childishness but I liked it. A lot. Soon after, the job was done. “Ahah! Done! I think I’ll make a better wife than husband!” He laughed at his own statement.
‘Damn if only he could be my wife.’
“Thanks Boo!” He smacked me on the arm. “Jung Yun Ho!” I laughed. “You just said that you’d make a better wife than husband! So you might as well be my wife and I can call you Boo whenever I want to!” He pouted and turned away from me. “Don’t joke Yun Ho!” He sounded serious. I looked away as well, “Mianhae.”
‘That was practically a fucking confession and he still doesn’t know?!’
He turned back around and my crestfallen face must have been way too obvious. “Yun Ho?” I snapped out of my thoughts and forced a small smile onto my face, “Huh?”
“You’re spacing out again.” He pointed out.
“Oh I am?”
He nodded. “What are you thinking about?” I shook my head slightly, “Nothing Jae Joong.” I walked over to my closet and picked out my smallest sized shirt and a random pair of shorts. I walked back to him and put it in his hands. “Go take a shower. You were sweating when I first saw you.” He nodded and smiled, “Thanks Yun Ho!” He ran into the bathroom, closing it behind him.
I too left the room and went down to get a glass of water. I stopped dead in my tracks when I saw what kind of state the living room was in. “UMMA! WHAT DID YOU DO?! ARE YOU PMS-ING?!” Appa walked over, “Yun Ho, men don’t PMS. I think.” Yeah sure he thinks. “What happened here?!” He sighed, “Dong Hae, your Ajumma… He, went a bit hysterical after finding out from Jae Joong that you got injured.”
“Typical.” I muttered under my breath.
“YUUUUNNNNN HHHOOOOOOOOO!” I cringed. ‘Damn it’s that crazy Fish again. I held out my hands to stop him from crashing into me. “My baby! My poor baby! Are you feeling okay?!” He screamed and lunged himself into my arms. I nearly fell. “I.. I’m fine Umma…” I felt my face going blue. “Can… Can’t breathe…” He immediately let go off me which sent me crashing onto the floor.
“Thank goodness!” He ran into Appa’s arms and gave him a hug. I looked away and rubbed my sore butt. “Geez get a room you two.” I quickly walked to the kitchen to finish what I came down for and ran back up to my room to prevent my innocent eyes from seeing my two gay parents making out in the living room. I could swear, I will kill myself the day that happens.
I opened the door and saw Jae Joong on the floor of the bathroom, the door open. He was rubbing the back of his head. “Jae Joong! What happened here? Are you okay?!” I said as I rushed towards him and held him up in my arms. He smiled weakly at me. “I’m fine Yun Ho. I just slipped and fell. It was a bit soapy you see.” I glanced at the bathroom floor which was practically dry. “No it’s not soapy Jae Joong! Tell me what…” Shock caused my eyes to widen as I felt him burn up. A… Fever? “Jae Joong! Are you okay? You have a fever!” He smiled a half hearted smile at me.
“I was… Running in the rain to your house just now…” I glared at him. “Why?! And let me guess. You stopped by your own house to dry up so you wouldn’t make me worry?” He hesitated before nodding.
I could feel the anger boiling up in me until I finally lashed out, “You stupid fool! Why did you do that?! What were you thinking?” I shouted at him. It was on of the first times I had ever raised my voice at him and I could tell how shocked he was. He was moving. Trying to move out of my embrace. “I’m… I’m sorry Yun Ho. You don’t have to shout…” He looked away from me and I really felt like slapping myself.
‘Jung Yun Ho you stupid ass. Now you made him sad! What the fucking hell is wrong with you?!’
He managed to scramble out of my hold but I pulled him back in. I hugged him slightly, “Sorry. But I have to worry for you! We’re best friends Jae Joong!”
‘Why can’t I say lovers instead?!’
He laughed as he cringed before coughing dry coughs. I soothed his back in an attempt to make him feel better and it seemed to be working. He wasn’t coughing as much. It was at that point in time I realized that he only had a towel on.
“Jae Joong! You’re running a fever and you’re still undressed?” He looked down at himself and smiled sheepishly at me. “Yeah I guess.” I wanted to smack him on the head but since he’s still sick I’ll make en exception. “You don’t ‘Yeah I guess’ me! Go put something warm on!” He looked at his limp hands and shook his head. “I have no energy.” I sighed. “Fine. I’ll change for you.”
I swiftly picked him up and laid him on my bed before heading towards the bathroom and grabbing the clothes I handed him earlier on. I went back and slid off his towel which led me staring at his limp member.
‘Get a hold of yourself Jung Yun Ho! Wait I should stop calling myself Jung Yun Ho. Fine! Yun Ho! Get a grip! Stop staring at him!’ I squeezed my eyes shut as I hurriedly slipped on the pants and shirt. I think I held my breath throughout the entire process because when I had finished dressing him, I was panting like crazy.
“Jae Joong? I’m done.” I called but there was no reply. I glanced at the smaller man below me. He was sleeping soundly and was attempting to curl up into a ball if it wasn’t for me still holding onto his small, slim waist. I let go and he immediately shrank his position. I laughed, “Damn he sure is cute.” I mumbled, making sure he wouldn’t be able to hear me even if he was awake. I felt his forehead which was still searing hot and was about to leave the room.
“Doushite… Kimi wo suki ni natte shimattan darou…” I heard his cell phone ring again. I was this close to ignoring the call but the ringtone hit me. “Donna ni toki ga nagarare temo kimi wa zutto… Koko ni irutto omotetta no ni…”
“This is…”
‘My feelings for him.’ My feelings concluded.
“Whoever’s on the phone, thank the ringtone.” I said as I picked it up.
“Hello?”
“Hello?” I heard a woman’s voice. I glanced at the caller ID and saw Seul Gi’s name right on it and next to it was a heart. I scowled.
“Hello Jae Joong? Where are you? I called Hee Chul Ajumma but he said that you weren’t…”
I cut her off. I didn’t want to hear anymore of her voice.
“Oh hello Seul Gi. This is Yun Ho, Jae Joong’s friend. He’s staying over at my house currently.”
I heard a pause at the other end. “Oh but he didn’t tell me that…”
I cut her off again. Man this woman was driving me crazy.
“He didn’t need to. All he had to do was walk five metres to my house and he would see Jae Joong sleeping soundly on my bed.”
Another pause.
“Jae Joong’s at your house?” Damn this bitch was bloody dense.
“Yes he is. Is it not allowed?”
“No but… You’re neighbours?” She enquired again. I rolled my eyes. “Yes we are.”
A longer pause.
“Oh okay then. Could you tell Jae Joong when he wakes up that I’ll be at his work place tomorrow? I want to bring him somewhere.”
I chewed on my bottom lip in frustration. ‘So what am I now? A messenger pigeon?! Stupid woman. “Sure Seul Gi. No problem. Anything else?” I asked in a completely bland tone. I was in no mood to be mister-nice-guy now. “No nothing else. Bye Yun Ho!” And with that, she hung up. I stared at the phone in disgust, “Well she sure is a happy person.” I mumbled and put the phone back down onto the table where I found it. I looked at Jae Joong who seemed to be shivering. I rushed to close the windows to prevent the cold night breeze from invading my room any further and tucked him tightly under my blanket.
I closed the door behind me and ran downstairs to get a towel and some cold water. I covered my ears and shut my eyes throughtout the entire journey there while shouting.
“Umma! Appa! Have sex in your own room! Not infront of your son’s eyes!”
I grabbed the things I needed and ran back up to my room.
“Good night Yun Ho! Hnnng! Ahhh… Hyukkie!” I shivered the moment I heard my mother’s voice. “Yah! Moan AFTER I step into my room!” I shouted before retreating back to my room and slamming the door shut.
I glanced at Jae Joong’s sleeping frame on my bed. H looked so comfortable in my blanket and I smiled. “Good to know you’re feeling better Jae Joong.” I whispered and my words disappeared into the still air. I carefully dipped the cloth into the water, grimacing at the coldness but bared with it. I wringed it till it was just damp and placed it onto his forehead, careful not to wake him up. I glanced at his peaceful face and leaned in subconsciously.
‘Yah Yun Ho! Snap out of it! What are you doing?!’ My conscious screamed at me but for once, I didn’t listen to it. My lips grew increasingly close to his own. Closer, closer, closer they went and they would have touched if not for what escaped from his lips.
“Seul Gi… Saranghaeyo…”
I froze as I backed away from his face. “Jae Joong…” I glared at him. His face showed a small, contented smile which the dream probably gave him. I banged my fists against the table, “Will I never be able to have you as my own?”
I sighed as I got up and went into the bathroom myself, attempting to wash off all my problems out of my poor head.
-END OF POV-
-ALLIE
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