| Fan Fiction |
by Micah
“Jaejoong, I don’t think Changmin hates you.”
“Well, he certainly doesn’t love me.”
Junsu wished he could tell Jaejoong otherwise…but it would only be a lie.
“So now that you see how much of an expert I am when it comes to love, are you happy you can come to me rather than that ‘logical and smart’ jerk?”
Junsu chuckled. “Yes, very much.”
“So let’s hear it. Who, what, when, and where?”
“Yoochun, love, this morning, and in the bathroom.”
“You guys did it in the bathroom?” Jaejoong shouted. Junsu quickly covered his mouth and was thankful that the others were in the living room doing whatever.
“No! ‘Who’? Yoochun. ‘What’? I’m in love with him. ‘When’? Just realized it this morning. ‘Where’? I figured it out when I was taking a bubble bath.”
“Oh, so you haven’t made a move on him,” Jaejoong concluded.
“Jaejoong, he’s from the ancient past. Homosexuality was forbidden, if not unknown. I can’t just tell him that I’m in love with him! So…I’m kind of hoping that I’m just confusing myself and I’m not actually in love with him.”
“Is it possible to not know if you’re in love with someone?”
“Very possible,” Junsu assured.
“Okay, how do you plan to figure out if you’re really in love with him?”
“I don’t know…by comparing me and him with you and Yunho.”
“What do Happy and I have to do with this?” the blond man blinked.
“Let’s me ask you some questions.”
“Is that an extra box of Cocoa Puffs?”
“I’m going to go broke because of cereal! My life is extremely lame!” Junsu exclaimed.
“It is indeed,” Jaejoong laughed. “Now ask away.”
“Do you make it a priority to pick out Yunho’s clothes and do his hair for him every single day?”
“Yes, otherwise he’d only wear black clothes and hats. He says that hats are one of the best inventions ever.”
“Do you feel a weird feeling when you see him shirtless?”
“Well, who wouldn’t? Yunho has amazing biceps and abs. I accidentally walked in on him once when he was getting out of the shower and let me tell you, he’s got…”
“Jaejoong! Let’s stick to simple ‘yes’ or ‘no’ answers,” Junsu requested.
Jaejoong shrugged. “Your loss.”
Junsu rolled his eyes. He asked several more questions along the lines of ‘Do you wonder where he is when he’s not with you?’ and ‘Do you feel uncomfortable if you go for more than one hour without seeing him or hearing his voice?’
Jaejoong answered ‘yes’ to all of them, but he couldn’t quite explain to Junsu that, ‘Yes, because he is from another era so it’s natural to worry about him getting lost in large city’. Junsu just kept interrupting with, ‘One word answer is enough,’ afraid that Jaejoong would jump into another topic about Yunho’s uh…abs.
“You’ve asked so many questions already. Have you come to a conclusion?” Jaejoong yawned as he stretched out onto the bed.
Junsu rubbed his chin. “Yes, yes, that must be it. You answered ‘yes’ to all my questions, meaning you feel the same way towards Yunho as I feel towards Yoochun. Then that can only mean one thing…”
“What’s that?” Jaejoong curled into a ball, hugging Xiah the dolphin as his eyes watered from the yawn.
“It means that I’m not in love with Yoochun! It’s just a really tight friendship…like what you feel towards Yunho!”
Jaejoong yawned again, not bothering to cover his mouth this time. In a sleepy voice, he joked, “Or it could mean that I’m in love with Yunho.”
Jaejoong laughed softly at his own joke before dozing off to sleep. Junsu sat there watching the sleeping man with a shocked expression.
So which was it?
Junsu is actually NOT in love with Yoochun or Jaejoong is actually in love with Yunho?
He had no idea! The man he was paying Cocoa Puffs to help him was asleep!
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“Where’s Jaejoong?”
“He’s sleeping,” Junsu informed. “Did he not sleep last night?”
“We…stayed up a bit late last night,” Yunho revealed.
“Did he make you do something weird?” Changmin inquired. “Dance, bake, play board games?”
“No, we just talked.”
Junsu couldn’t help but glance at Changmin to see if he could catch a sign of jealousy. In a way, he wished that Changmin’s feelings had changed over time. It didn’t look like it.
“Let him sleep then. His shift is later in the day anyway. We can start moving Yoochun’s belongings to my car.”
The three tallest men moved quickly while Junsu lagged a little with the small luggage that he was responsible for. Eventually, Yoochun’s belongings were in the car and a note was taped on the door for Jaejoong to see.
The drive to Kibum’s house was quiet. Changmin was concentrating on the road. Yoochun and Junsu were stealing glances at each other. Yunho was still pondering about how he felt towards same gender relationships. It’d been bothering him since last night, but who could Yunho talk to about this? Yoochun…Yoochun wouldn’t understand. Heck, Yunho couldn’t even understand it himself.
Late last night, twisting and turning in his bed, Yunho considered it best to not think about this odd possibility of male and male relationship. He told himself that he would be going back to his era and there was no point in forcing himself to accept this view. Then he’d gone to sleep, only to dream of Jaejoong.
Waking up the next morning, he continued to keep to himself, pondering the issue.
“You’ve been quiet today, is something wrong?” Yoochun finally spoke, recalling how quiet Yunho was when they were sitting in the living room (when Junsu had dragged Jaejoong into his room to ‘talk business’).
“Yes, perfectly fine,” Yunho lied.
“You must be thinking about returning home,” Changmin began.
“Since when did you start to believe in Time Travel, Changmin?” Junsu interrogated.
“All because of you, Junsu,” Changmin replied with a small, sweet smile.
Yunho’s ears perked. So that was why Changmin and Jaejoong were always arguing! Changmin and Junsu are like Jaejoong, they…are in love with someone of the same gender. So Changmin must be in love with Junsu and if Jaejoong is in love with Changmin, that means Jaejoong had been pretending to be in love with Junsu. Yunho’s heart ached for Jaejoong.
Yoochun’s ears perked too, but he still could not figure out why Changmin was so sweet and loving towards Junsu. From the beginning, Yoochun had labeled it as a really special friendship, because there was no other reason Yoochun could think of…one that would make sense anyway.
“Cheesy,” was all Junsu could think of to reply as he stole a quick glance at the confused Yoochun.
Yoochun pushed the thought away and continued to stare out the window. He’d miss this when he returned to the ancient times. Sitting in the car, watching blurred sceneries pass by…it just wouldn’t be the same to experience this when riding on a horse.
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Changmin was in the garden, waiting for Yunho and Yoochun to unpack. His plan was to gather everyone in the living room and casually start a conversation. That conversation would eventually lead into Yoochun revealing the real reason why he wanted to return to the past: because he had a girl he loved.
“You sure have a lot of time on your hands for a successful CEO,” Kibum appeared out of nowhere, but then…it was his house.
“‘Successful’ is the keyword. Besides, my constant presence is critical at this moment in time.”
“There’s always a ‘moment in time’ for everything. I suppose this ‘moment’ is the moment that will determine whether you will lose the love of your life,” the shorter man smirked.
Changmin was shocked by his own reaction. He didn’t have the urge to argue back, he had the urge to wonder if Kibum was shielding a bit of jealousy behind that smirk.
“What do you know about love?” the taller man challenged.
“Nothing,” Kibum easily replied. “But it seems we are equal in that area.”
“I assure you, we are not equal in that area.”
“Is that so? I suppose you know for sure who the love of your life is, that everything you do for him, you do it because you love him…not as a best friend but as a lover? I suppose you can say that when you love someone, you know that it is not blurred by friendship, by loyalty, by pride, or even by vengeance?”
“What are you trying to say?” Changmin frowned.
Kibum smiled and it annoyed Changmin even more, but he kept staring at those curved lips. “Nothing, Mr. Shim, I was just bored. Your confusion is my entertainment.”
The shorter man turned to walk away, but stopped after three steps.
“By the way, Mr. Shim, why do you always wear suits?”
Changmin glanced down at the outfit he was wearing today. Holding up his chin, he casually replied, “I’d rather not answer. Your unanswered inquiries are my entertainment.”
The shorter man grinned, taking away a bit of the maturity that he always displayed. “My inquiries about you are my source of entertainment as well. It keeps me coming back to exchange words with you.”
Changmin stood in the garden, watching Kibum walk into the mansion.
Exchange words? Is that really all they’re exchanging?