| Fan Fiction |
by ` n i k k i
“Master Jung, is there anything else you want me to do?” A soft low voice was heard through-out the empty dark mansion.
“Yes. Go get me some water.” Another soft yet seductive voice was heard as the taller man nodded and headed towards the kitchen. Returning with a glass of water, the older one gently placed it on a table. “You guys are dismissed.” The seductive voice continued as he didn’t bother to watch the tall, scary, muscular men exit the mansion. Sighing as he sat down on his cold leather couch, he watched as his fingers reached for the clear glass.
It was a normal day for Jung Yunho. Dismissing his bodyguards and blurters and then having ‘oh great fun’ in front of the boring television. Letting his soft lips touch the glass, he then began to chug down the water. Finally setting the glass down, Yunho laid on the couch into a comfortable position and began to switch through the channels.
“Cooking, Cooking, Police investigation, CSI, Drama, News. Soccer!”
Placing the cool-looking remote control down, Yunho curiously watched the figures kick around some ball with interest. No he wasn’t really into soccer but hey it was better then watching Soap Operas.
DING DONGG
“Someone go get that.” Yunho yelled as irritation waved in his voice.
DING DONGG
“Didn’t I tell someone to go ge-” Yunho paused as he sat up on the couch at a 90 degrees angle. Totally forgetting he dismissed everyone, Yunho growled. Letting his lazy body finally get up he walked towards the front foyer. “Coming.” He yelled as he reached the door. Opening the door, he titled his head confused to see a man around his height looking directly at him.
“How may I help you?” Yunho asked coldly, as he watched the other man shake his head. “Are you just going to let me stand out here?” The man asked harshly, as Yunho was a bit shocked by the tone. “What if I am?” Yunho responded annoyed as he then noticed the man was holding a baby girl in his arms. Just by looking at her, Yunho didn’t know if words can even describe a beautiful creature like that. “Fine come on in.” He added but only because he felt pity.
“Some manners you have.” The man continued sarcastically making Yunho roll his eyes. “How may I help you?” He then repeated. “Kim Jaejoong, and this is Yari.” The man began making Yunho blink confused. “So?” Yunho asked. “Yari is your child you big idiot.” Jaejoong began making Yunho stare at him in shock. “What are you talking about? If I had a child, I’m pretty sure that I’ll know about her.” Yunho defended. “Well she has your skin tone color, your eyes, and your ears.” Jaejoong pointed out as he looked over at Yari.
It was true he did look like Yunho from a point. “S-so he looks like you too. Does that mean you’re the mother?” Yunho pointed out making Jaejoong speechless. “Hmm about that.” Jaejoong began as he looked at the shiny wooden tiles. “I-I am t-the mo-mo-mother!” Jaejoong finished as he looked back at Yunho. Silence crept upon the two, but no later then two seconds did Yunho start dying of laughter. “I’m telling the truth!” Jaejoong explained truthfully making Yunho stare.
“How can a guy possibly give birth?” Yunho asked curiously as he looked at the angry Jaejoong. “Don’t you fucking dare bring that memory back. Now take care of your fucking child before I knock your fucking head off.” Jaejoong snapped making Yunho take a couple of steps back. He then handed Yari to the scared Yunho and turned his heel to leave. “W-wait where are you going?” Yunho forced himself to talk as he held Yari in his hands.
“I’m getting out of here. Duh.” Jaejoong responded sarcastically as he opened the door. “But how do I even know this child is mine.” Yunho whined as Jaejoong sighed and took a couple of pictures and paper out. Showing them Yunho realized it was Yari’s birth certificate and some pictures of a club. The club that Yunho would always go to.
“Remember one time you were having some stress about your father?” Jaejoong asked as he watched Yunho slowly nod. “Remember the guy that you pulled into a hug and then started telling him everything randomly?” Jaejoong continued as Yunho nodded once more. “Remember what happened after? Well that guy was me.” Jaejoong explained as he made Yunho speechless.
“Do you need anymore proof?” Jaejoong asked as Yunho shook his head. “Good.” The older one muttered as he turned for the door. “Oh no you don’t.” Yunho mumbled as he grabbed Jaejoong with his free hand and tugged him closer but thanks to the forceful pull, Jaejoong crashed into Yunho. His chest pressed against the other ones.
“Idiot!” Jaejoong cried as he attacked Yunho’s chest with hard punches. “Ouch.” Yunho muttered in pain and with his foot he secretly closed the door with a loud thump to make Jaejoong jump. “Let me leave.” Jaejoong demanded as Yunho shook his head. “Why?” he then asked curiously as Yunho shyly smiled. “Because I have no idea on how to take care of a child.” Yunho answered bluntly making Jaejoong chuckle. “You have to stay here and help me take care of her.”
“Fine but I get my own room, five personal servants, five personal maids, five bodyguards, and you can’t bother me.” Jaejoong demanded as Yunho stared at him awkwardly. “What you are the famous mafia leader anyways.” He added. “How did you know?” Yunho asked curiously as Jaejoong the pointed to the decorations and pictures around the house. It showed Yunho with a couple of bodyguards, and it said “The next famous mafia leader.” Under them.
“Oohh.” Yunho responded like a child who finally understood something. “Well show me to my room.” Jaejoong demanded as Yunho stood silent. “What?” Jaejoong asked confused as Yunho cleared his throat. “Well I only have one bedroom.” Yunho explained softly. “What? You have a fucking big mansion and yet you only have one bedroom?!” Jaejoong asked confused as Yunho nodded softly.
“Since I’m the only one here aside from my workers my dad just got one bed. Don’t get me wrong this mansion has five or more bedrooms but only one bed for me.” Yunho explained as Jaejoong sighed. Finally realizing the position Yunho and Jaejoong were in, Jaejoong slowly moved back. “Show me to your room then.” Jaejoong added as Yunho nodded and then headed up the stairs and around the corner. “Here we are.” Yunho smiled softly as he entered a room. It had black carpet with matching curtains. Wine red sofas, decorations, tables. A white bed with red pillows and blankets. A built-in-bar and swimming pool and everything else a guy needs.
“Whoa.” Jaejoong muttered mesmerized by the amazing bedroom. “I’m sleeping here!” Jaejoong demanded as Yunho frowned and crossed his arms stubbornly.
“No! This is my room.” Yunho responded as Jaejoong growled at him.
“Sleep on the couch.”
“No you sleep on the couch.”
“I never slept on a couch my whole life.”
“Me either.”
“You’re talking to the famous Womanizer.”
“You’re talking to the famous Mafia Leader.”
“Fine then let’s both sleep on the bed.”
“Fine!”
Jaejoong and Yunho stopped arguing as they realized what they had said. “We’ll see how it goes.” Jaejoong corrected. “Here you are boss.” The same soft low voice from early was heard as Jaejoong and Yunho turned around to see one of the tall, scary, muscular men enter the bedroom with a baby crib. The outside was black, and the blankets, pillows and decorations were red. “You sure like black and red.” Jaejoong said with a smirk, as Yunho nodded happily. “I’ll see you tomorrow.” Yunho told the taller man as he nodded and exited.
“You sure think ahead.” Jaejoong added and watched Yunho gently place the sleepy Yari in the crib. Not noticing the smile that curved the older one’s lips, Jaejoong continued to watch with interest. “I’m a father.” Yunho muttered softly, as he softly careless-ed Yari’s small cheeks. “She’s beautiful eh?” he added and walked towards the crib. “Hmm of course she’s my child.” Yunho teased to retrieve a glare from Jaejoong.
“She got my looks.”
“Keep thinking.”
“I will!”
“Gosh this is going to be a long day.” Both Jaejoong and Yunho muttered together without knowing.
It sure was.