| Fan Fiction |
by Micah
“Because I’m taller.”
“Is that your stupid logic?”
“Yes.”
“Screw logic.”
“You cannot ‘screw logic’,” Changmin tsked.
“I can if ‘logic’ happens to be your nickname,” Kibum smirked.
“Oh, that’s a good one. Then screw away, Mrs. Shim,” he grinned greasily.
“It’s Mr. Kim,” Kibum corrected.
“Are you going to be childish about it now?”
“I learn from Jaejoong.”
“If I don’t have to owe him for life for bringing us together, I’d ship him to the other side of the Earth…or send him away with your Time Machine.”
“The machine is forever gone. Sucks for you.”
“Right, my life sucks because I have to put up with all five of you weird people.”
Kibum smiled as he stood up and walked around the desk to wrap his arms around Changmin’s waist. “I suppose I can make your life more miserable by marrying you.”
Changmin easily rested his arms on Kibum’s shoulders. “I wouldn’t mind.”
They stood in each other’s embrace for a moment of sweet silence, until Kibum decided to show off something else that he learned from Jaejoong (the ability to ruin a romantic moment), “Seriously, stop with the tuxedos.”
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“I really can’t believe it. Changmin, the ever so logical jerk, is getting married with someone he’d only dated for three months.”
“We should be happy for him.”
“Oh, I’m happy all right. Kibum will definitely make his life miserable. I hear he’s setting only one rule for their wedding: no one is allowed to wear a tuxedo.”
Yoochun laughed and Junsu liked that he could feel the laughter as he leaned his cheek against Yoochun’s chest.
“I guess Changmin is stuck then.”
Junsu smiled. They were both lying on the beach as the sun began to set. Yoochun had his arms crossed behind his head while Junsu used his chest as a pillow.
“I suppose we all get stuck at some point in our life…or several points.”
“What do you mean?” Yoochun asked.
“I was just thinking about this the other day. You know, just being stuck.”
“I’m still confused.”
Junsu laughed. “You’re always confused.”
“I blame you.”
“I blame me too.”
“Keep talking.”
Junsu looked up to see that Yoochun had closed his eyes. He smiled and returned to the previously comfortable position.
“Being stuck. I figured: Kibum and you and Yunho were stuck in the past for a while.”
“Yunho and I were stuck in the future,” Yoochun pointed out.
“Physically, yes. But I’m talking about mentally. Kibum was held back by his fear of being betrayed and hurt, by memories of his past. He was stuck in the past and couldn’t let go. Same for you and Yunho. You two were set to return to your time because you were stuck in the past, believing that it was where you two belong. Yoona was your past. Yunho’s need to repay your father was his past. You know…stuck.”
“The three of us are no longer stuck,” Yoochun murmured proudly.
Junsu grinned. “Thank goodness for that.”
“What about Jaejoong and Changmin?”
“I figured that Jaejoong used to be too stuck in the present. He’d always do things without thinking. Like when he’d give nicknames based on the movie he was currently obsessed with. Changmin was always saying that he needs to think before he leaps.”
“Good point,” Yoochun yawned. “What about Changmin?”
“Hmm…I would say that he used to be stuck in the future. He always thought about the future. Everything he did was ‘for the future’. He couldn’t live in the present and enjoy the moment. Jaejoong was always saying that he needs to ‘live for the present’.”
“Hmm…interesting,” Yoochun hummed. “What about you? Where were you stuck in?”
Junsu supported himself on his elbow so that he could look down at Yoochun’s closed eyes. “Why are we having this conversation when you don’t even understand what I’m saying?”
“Because I like the sound of your voice.”
Junsu opened his mouth to say something, but then shut it. He could only grin like an idiot at Yoochun’s sugary, sweet words. “Oh.”
“Keep talking.”
Still grinning like an idiot, Junsu lied back down so that his ear rested above Yoochun’s heart. “Hmm…let me think about this. Where was I stuck in? Um…actually, the question should be ‘Where am I still stuck in?’.”
“Still?” Yoochun opened his eyes to see the top of Junsu’s head.
“Yep, I’m still stuck.”
“When the rest of us have already become unstuck? I mean, Kibum, Yunho and I have let go of the past. Changmin is starting to stop thinking about the future only. Jaejoong is starting to plan out his and Yunho’s future. How can you still be stuck after all we’ve been through? “
Junsu tilted his neck so that he could see Yoochun’s face. “I’m still stuck, and frankly, I don’t want to be unstuck.”
“Do you make it a hobby to confuse me?”
“Yes,” the younger man replied as he turned his head back to the sunset.
“Explain.”
“I’m stuck in love. I’m hopelessly in love with you. Would you want me to be unstuck from that?”
Yoochun was no longer confused. He was grinning. “Good point.”
“Yep, but now I’m starting to wonder: is it still considered ‘stuck’ if it’s relating to a good thing? I mean, I love being in love with you, so it’s not a bad thing…but when people say ‘stuck,’ it’s usually associated with something bad. You know what I mean? Yoochun?”
Junsu looked up again. Yoochun was asleep…
“Smart idiot,” Junsu laughed as he moved to plant a kiss on Yoochun’s lips. When he slid back down to rest his head on Yoochun’s chest, he missed the smile that formed on his boyfriend’s lips.
Yoochun was ‘asleep’…because it beat having to listen to more of Junsu’s theories and suffer more confusion.
Apparently, Junsu knew because he continued to bring up another one of his weird theories about why the line on the horizon looked almost purple as the sun continued to set.