| Fan Fiction |
by Lurve_Yu
“Ahem...” Yunho clears his throat after hearing the bang of the door in the room.
“Oh. I didn't know you're still awake.” Michelle coldly replies.
Their relationship have drifted apart since the basketball match a day before. Whenever they met, the atmosphere around them turns extremely cold.
“Where did you go?” He asked with eyes still looking at the television screen.
“You're talking to me?” She purposely asked.
They haven't been talking since yesterday. Not a single word.
“Is there others in the room?” He replies sarcastically.
“Bugger...” She mumbles and rolls her eyes.
“I asked, where did you go?” He asked in a demanding tone.
“Why do you bother?” She asked back with the same tone as him.
“Did you go out with Akanishi?” He popped the bubble.
“Yes. I did. Are you satisfied now?” She lied. She was out with the girls all day.
She slams the bathroom door loudly and pressed her back against the door. She fought back the stinging tears that threaten to fall.
Michelle's POV
Why is he like that? I can never understand him. He can't be... jealous? Is he?
End of POV
A loud bang was then heard.
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-Rendezvous Club-
Yunho sits at one of the booths. The table was already filled with many emptied bottles. His redden face was a sign of drunkenness. Sitting around him were girls whose clothes were loosely dangling, threatening to fall anytime, easily.
One of the girls can't keep her hand off him. Whenever she had a chance, she would put her hand at his sensitive parts, his shoulders, his chest and even his inner thighs. Yunho would get irritated and tries to push her away. Another kept feeding him, chips, fruits and sometimes even herself. He would often reject their offers and continue to drown himself in alcohol.
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-Tokyo Hotel, Room 505-
“Jae oppa! Keep your clothes properly! Stop throwing them around the room!” Kimberly walks around the room shouting as she picks up laundry which was lying on the floor.
“Room service will do it.” Jaejoong picks up the pile of clothes from Kimberly's hands and threw it back on the ground.
“Yah... I just picked that up!” She whined and returns to picking up the clothes.
“You really have nothing better to do...” He took her wrist and stops her. “Let's go out.”
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-Tokyo Streets-
“You're cold?” Jaejoong looks over at Kimberly.
“Just a little.” She rubbed her palms together.
“Come here.” He took her hands and blew hot air into them, then rubbing them together, creating heat from friction. “Feeling better?”
She said nothing but just nodded. He laughs at her embarrassed expression and held on tight to her hands.
“I'm sorry I forgot to ask you to bring your coat out. Here.” He took over his leather jacket and place it over her shoulders. “Warmer?”
“Jae oppa, but you'll be cold...” She wanted to peel the extra clothing off her shoulder.
“It's okay. It's warm in here.” He grabs her hand and place it over his chest.
She shyly looks away. He took the opportunity and twined their fingers together.
With their hand interlocked, the lovebirds were walking down the streets of Tokyo. That's when a man was in the middle of their path. That man was giving out packets of things. A hand stretches out to her and hands her a packet. She took it casually. Not knowing what it is.
“Why did you take that?” He eyes her.
“I was just doing him a favor. He'll finish faster and can go home.” She replies innocently.
“Did you even see what it is?” He suppressed his laughter.
“Isn't it a packet of tissue?” she took one look at the packet she was holding on to.
“Oh gosh!” She exclaims loudly.
The packet read 'Condom'.
Weird images started to floor her thoughts. She squeezes her eyes shut and shoot her head thinking that would help to erase the dirty thoughts.
“I'm just gonna throw this away.” She quicken her steps towards the nearest dustbin on the street.
“You're gonna waste that?!” He walks her pace to be beside her. “Wait...”
He took her free hand and pulled her back. He took the packet away from her and put it in his right pocket.
“You're going to use it?!” She once again exclaimed out loud, then realizing what she said she quickly covers her mouth.
“Do you want me to?” He hissed into her ear.
Her face turns red almost immediately when he came nearer. Dirty thoughts escaped from her innocent mind again. She shook her head both in disapproval in reply to his question and at the same time trying to shake her thoughts out again.
“Haha...” He laughs. “Don't worry. I'm keeping it for someone.”
“Who?” She curiously asked.
“Micky.”
“Eh... Yoochun sunbae?!” She exclaims again with her eyes wide open.
“Okay, we should brain-wash you soon. You're thinking too much.” He pats lightly on her head and ruffles her hair a bit. “Silly girl.” Then he pulls her close and planted a soft peck on her forehead.
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-Tokyo Hotel, Room 602-
Michelle couldn't sleep. It was getting a little late but Yunho still wasn't back. He left the hotel room while she was in the bathroom. It was already midnight. She kept tossing and turning on the bed. Then standing up and pacing around the room.
Her phone suddenly rang. Yunho's name flashed on the screen. She quickly picks it up. But there was no one on the other side. It was all noise.
“Yunho?” she got a little worried. “Yunho?”
“Umma... I want to have steam egg for dinner...” he slurred, “...and... straw... strawberry ice cream...”
“Yunho, where are you? Are you okay? Where are you now? I'll come look for you!” She spoke continuously.
“Ren... rendezvous...” He mumbled.
“Where the hell is that!!!” She screamed at the phone.
“Yah, Micky! It's that club you know... the girls...” He laughs on the phone.
“Aish! Don't go anywhere! I'll be there soon.”
“U... Umma!” He continues to giggle. “Saranghae...”
Michelle stood still for one moment after hearing that. Then waking up to reality knowing that he was very wasted and doesn't know what he saying. She ran over to Fiona's room and knocked hard on the door. In addition, she was pressing the doorbell frantically.
“Aigo! Is the hotel on fire?!” Fiona and Yoochun both stood at the door. Both of them got woken up by the din she was making.
“Where is Rendezvous?” Michelle asked Yoochun.
“You woke me up just to ask me that?!” Yoochun wanted to close the door. “Do it tomorrow please...”
“No, no wait!Yunho is drunk. He's there.” Michelle explains quickly.
“It's 2 streets from here. I'd love to drive you there but it's midnight now.”
“It's okay, I can go there myself.” Michelle dashes off towards the lift.
Yoochun and Fiona stuck their heads out of the hotel room. They were looking at Michelle who kept on pressing the down button of the lift.
“Is the button going to drop out yet?” Yoochun asked Fiona.
“Soon.” Fiona replies.
Ding.
The lift was here and Michelle ran in and pressed the lift buttons the same way she did to the one outside. The door closes very slowly.
Yoochun and Fiona stuck their heads back into the room and closed the room door.
“Is she going to break the lift too?” Yoochun yawned and stretches.
“Maybe...” Fiona plops back into her bed and snuggle under her covers.
Then there was silence. Yoochun was lying still on the bed and on top of the covers. Fiona was too lying still but under the covers. Of course, they were on two separated beds but right beside each other. Only the side table was separating the two. The lamp on the side table was still on, but dim.
“Are you asleep?” Yoochun broke the silence.
“No.”
“Can't sleep?”
“Yeah.”
“Me too.”
Their one word conversation was going no where. Fiona suddenly got up.
“Argh, she's going to get it from me tomorrow morning. I can't get back to sleep!”
“The box...” Yoochun said with his eyes staring at the ceiling. “...you saw it right?”
“Yeah...” She answers.
“Do you like it?” He asked.
“What? The box?” She answers with another question.
“No. The thing inside the box.” He corrected her.
“It's okay.” She said while fiddling with her hair.
“Only okay?” He got a little disappointed. “To think I spent 2 million yen on it, I knew I should have gotten the 4 million yen one.”
“What...!?!” Her eyes grew big. “2 million on that dress?!”
“Yeah, it's a little too... cheap, is it?”
“2 million is cheap?! Oh my god, Park Yoo Chun! Return that dress this instance.”
“You really don't like it huh...”
“It's freaken expensive! It's only a piece of black cloth! It doesn't even cover much!”
“But it's nice... that was the first thing that caught my eye when I enter the shop.”
“But it's... 2mil... million...” Fiona tried to count the number of zeros with her fingers.
“I'm not asking you to pay me back...” Yoochun knew what she was trying to say, “Just a gift.”
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Yes im back from JAPAN!!!
and i return with a very boring chapter.
sorry if i bore you guys...
i just hate writer's block...
oh Fiona's dress.
Take a look: http://www.camdendrive.com/media//resized/smart-sexy-black-prom-dress-l3812-f_size2.jpg
Took quite some time to find it.. rawr.
Oh jae-love, claim your presents from me XD...
Comments thank you~
-Lurve_Yu
7th April 2009
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