| Fan Fiction |
by Micah
“Is that a view from the ancient times?” Junsu challenged.
“Yes, is it not a view of the present?”
“In the present, females and males do it when they’re in a relationship.”
“I have learned that views from my time and the present are quite different. I may not accept these…new views, but I suppose I will not be here long enough to need to accept them.”
Junsu frowned. He was talking about leaving, going back to his time, and not even caring that he was abandoning Junsu…er…Junsu, Jaejoong, Changmin, and Kibum…all his…friends.
Then Junsu sighed. One of those ‘views’ that Yoochun was talking about was probably same gender relationships. Did he know about those?
“I’m going to sleep,” he walked pass Yoochun, noticing the brush of their arms.
“Why are you angry at me?” Yoochun shouted after him.
“Figure it out,” Junsu shouted back. Then he added, “I’ll get angrier if you fail!”
Yoochun was confused. He crossed his arms over his chest and tilted his head slightly. Definitely confused.
Either way, he felt sorry for the girl who would be Junsu’s future-other-half.
Now why did that thought bother him so?
Frowning, still contemplating, Yoochun walked to his own room. His fingers tapped at his scalp, even feeling the urge to tug some hair out, but…he still felt confused.
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Being a skilled martial artist, Yoochun easily woke at the small click of his door being opened. His body was in defense mode, but he remained ‘sleeping,’ waiting for the intruder’s next move.
Was it a thief? Was Junsu safe? He would kill all intruders if they so much as frighten Junsu!
“Yoochun,” he heard the whisper.
Yoochun opened his eyes to see Junsu looked over him. “Junsu? What is it? Why are you still awake?”
The clock read 2:25 a.m.
“The…the lightning and storm. It…scares me, especially when it’s so much louder in my room. Do you…mind?” Junsu lifted the large stuff animal to allow Yoochun a better view of it.
“What is that ugly thing?” Yoochun exclaimed.
Junsu frowned. “It’s a dolphin! And it’s not ugly!”
“Oh, I have never seen such a…fish?” It looked like some sort of fish to Yoochun.
Junsu nodded. “Now move,” he ordered.
“Did I say that I do not mind?” Yoochun pretended.
Junsu glared. “Don’t be a jerk!”
“Stop acting like you are my unreasonable wife. I will agree to share my bed if you tell me why you were angry at me.”
Junsu blushed a little and was thankful for the darkness of the room. Was he really acting like an unreasonable wife?
“Remember how Jaejoong cooked a chicken for dinner at Kibum’s house?” he decided on a lie.
“Yes.”
“There were only two chicken legs. Changmin, that pig, ate one. You ate the other one, the one that I wanted!”
Yoochun’s mouth dropped. “You were angry at me for something that measly?”
“Measly? It was a chicken leg, my absolute favorite!” Junsu pouted.
Yoochun laughed and Junsu cursed the sudden boom of lightning for drowning the beautiful sound. But Junsu remembered to yelp and clutch tighter onto his dolphin, as if afraid of the boom.
Yoochun lifted his blanket and moved over to make room for Junsu. Yoochun didn’t mind. He’s shared a bed with Yunho before and when he was sent off to school, he shared a long bed with his classmates. It was normal for two people of the same gender, two friends, to share a bed.
But it wasn’t normal to have his heart skip a beat when Junsu made contact with his arm. Junsu shifted and ended up with his back towards Yoochun. Yoochun turned to his side so that his back was parallel to Junsu’s back.
He clenched his eyes shut; trying to ignore that weird churn in his stomach and the suddenly remembered fact that Junsu was not afraid of lightning…at least he wasn’t when they had been outside for the machine’s test drive.
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Yoochun felt awkward. He lied perfectly straight on his back with eyes staring instantly at the ceiling. His arms were on his sides and his legs were just slightly spread, maybe at a 10 degree angle. Whatever angle it was, it was enough for Junsu to fit his leg in between.
Junsu was on his side with one leg draped over one of Yoochun’s leg. His arm was laid out across Yoochun’s chest and the dolphin rested on Yoochun’s stomach. Most importantly, his head was tilted up and resting on Yoochun’s shoulder.
Yoochun’s eyes wandered every inch of the rectangular ceiling for the eighth time since he’d woken up to the awkward position. He tried to concentrate on the ugly dolphin that lied on his stomach. The keyword is ‘tried’.
Yoochun had shared beds with several male friends before, but this one was the first one he knew who slept with a stuff animal and slept with such…rude manners. Even worse, Yoochun was feeling an itch on his neck where Junsu’s hair tickled.
But he couldn’t move. That would wake Junsu.
But the itch was…unbearable. Maybe if he used his other arm…and reached over…to scratch…with a finger tip…
Yoochun quickly dropped his arm back to place when he felt Junsu move. The younger man’s hold on Yoochun’s leg and chest tightened as he snuggled closer. Yoochun’s whole body tensed even more than it already was.
Too close, too close, too close…
Then Junsu’s head moved, his cheek rubbing against Yoochun’s shoulder. Yoochun lowered his eyes without moving his head and saw those plump lips moving.
“Umma,” the younger man murmured.
Yoochun’s jaw dropped and he felt…felt…this really horrible feeling. Junsu thought Yoochun was his mother!
Looking back down at Junsu’s sleepy face, he saw the half open eyes staring at him. “Umma?” he repeated in a confused, sleepy voice.
“No,” Yoochun grumbled in reply. He was a little disappointed for some reason, just a little; a little disappointed and some other emotions.
At his reply, Junsu’s eyes became wide open and he pulled away from Yoochun to sit up on the bed. “Yoochun! I am so sorry!”
“You have no reason to be sorry,” Yoochun replied in a dull tone, picking the dolphin off his stomach and handing it back to Junsu. “Just take this ugly thing away from me.”
“It’s not ugly!” Junsu protested, hugging the dolphin close to his chest.
“It is ugly in my eyes. We hold different views, there is no point in trying to push each other’s view on the other,” Yoochun explained as he too shifted to sit up.
“No! Not ugly!” Junsu continued.
“I think it is ugly. It is okay for our opinions to be different,” the older man spoke maturely, but at the same time, knew that he was purposely picking a fight.
“No! Apologize!” Junsu was falling right into the trap.
“To an ugly thing like that? Are you insane?” Yoochun exclaimed.
“Apologize!” Junsu shoved the dolphin into Yoochun’s face.
“No! It is ugly and that is that. I refuse to change my opinion. A true man will not be fazed by pressure.”
“I’m not pressuring you, I’m threatening you! You better apologize or…or…”
“Or what?”
“I was going to threaten to kick you out, but since you’re moving out anyway, then I won’t bother. Hurry up and pack all your stuff. I’m going to drive you to Kibum’s place and then I still need to get to work. The sooner you’re out of here, the better!” Junsu shouted on the top of his lungs before jumping off the bed and running out of the room.
Yoochun sat there in confusion. He was aiming to pick a fight wasn’t he? Well, he got it. But he didn’t like it.
Why was he stupid enough to pick a fight again? He didn’t know. Did it have something to do with Yoochun being angry at Junsu for hugging him and thinking he was Junsu’s mother? Possible…but possible for what reason? Oh, yes, the reason that Yoochun was a man. He could not be mistaken for a woman, much less a mother! That was a strike to his pride and honor.
Yes, that was the reason.
What other reason could there be? Perhaps that Yoochun was angry because he didn’t want Junsu to be hugging him and thinking he was Junsu’s mother. Perhaps Yoochun wanted Junsu to be hugging him and thinking he was Junsu’s…Junsu’s what? Lover? No! Impossible! Ridiculous! Forbidden! Unreal!
Yoochun eventually ran out of words so he got off the bed to start packing. Maybe the fight would make it easier for him to leave.
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Junsu dipped his whole body underwater and came up when he ran out of air. What a great way to start the morning…and yet at the same time, it was such a horrible way to start the day.
He’d woken up, warm and feeling like he’d had the best sleep in years. He’d snuggled closer to the warmth, dreaming it was Yoochun. Then he felt the block of warmth tense and realized that it WAS Yoochun!
Thinking quick so that he wouldn’t traumatize the poor guy, Junsu pretended to fake hallucination. He called Yoochun ‘Umma’! Of all things, he could only think of ‘Umma’! But that was better than calling him ‘Yoochun’…and letting him know that Junsu had been dreaming about him!
Junsu was dreaming about Yoochun! What did this mean?
And then he’d purposely thrown a tantrum when Yoochun called Xiah (the dolphin) ugly. But then, his Umma had given Xiah to Junsu when he was six so Xiah was special to him. It was normal for Junsu to be angry at Yoochun for calling the special gift ‘ugly’.
It didn’t help that Yoochun kept talking about how different their views were and that he didn’t have to accept modern views because he wouldn’t be here long enough. ‘Here’, in the present, where Junsu was.
It was normal for Junsu to be angry at Yoochun. It was easy too. If he was angry then it wouldn’t be difficult when Yoochun would officially move to Kibum’s mansion.
Junsu sighed and picked up the rubber ducky that was sitting on the edge of the tub.
“Why am I so angry?” he whined to the yellow squeaker. Junsu tried to think of an answer. He tried. He continued to try. Then he finally got it: he was in love with Park Yoochun!