| Fan Fiction |
by SleepiiDreamer
“OUCH!” A voice cried from under me and startled, I screamed. Then, whatever I was sitting on started moving, wiggling and trashing from underneath my weight, which caused to me scream even louder.
“What the hell girl!” Jae Joong cried, putting his hands over my mouth, “What’s with you and screaming?!”
Oh, it was only Jae Joong. I was so worn out that I had forgotten that Jae Joong was sleeping on the couch. I must’ve sat on him and awoke him from his peaceful slumber. He released me and I sighed, “I’m sorry. I totally forgot you were crashing on the couch.”
“Yeah, well, I seem to have underestimated you. Looks could surely be deceiving—you were heavy as hell.” Jae Joong joked as he moved over in order for me to have a seat on the sofa. I was grateful for the nice gesture and I collapsed onto the coach next to Jae Joong. I was fatigued.
“Augh, tomorrow’s Sunday and I have to wake up early.” I muttered. Although I didn’t mind for I was meeting Yoo Chun tomorrow, but I was still a bit upset considering that I would be losing sleep. Sleep was the most important thing in the world for me.
“Why?”
I shoved Yoo Chun’s phone in front of Jae Joong’s face. “Because of this.”
“What? Your phone?”
“Aish, it’s not mine,” I muttered, straightening myself up on the sofa to give Jae Joong a better view, “You see? I dropped my phone on the bus and picked up Yoo Chun’s instead.”
“Yoo Chun? Oh, that Micky dude?” Jae Joong muttered and I saw his face scrunched up.
“What?” I asked, curious.
“Nothing,” he muttered and grabbed the phone from out of my hands. Then, he started browsing through it.
“Hey! What are you doing?”
“Looking through his stuff,” said Jae Joong.
“Why?! It’s personal!” I cried, appalled, “Give it back to me!” I made a grab for the phone only to have Jae Joong successfully dodging my attempts.
“Hey, trust me. I’m sure he was looking through yours too.” Jae Joong said, ignoring my pleas, “At least, we could see what kind of guy he is. Who knows? He might be some psychotic stalker.”
“Idiot,” I muttered, “Yoo Chun’s such a gentleman. Why would he be a psychotic stalker?”
“Looks can be deceiving,” Jae Joong warned. “You’re a very good example, girl.”
WHAT?! He shouldn’t be talking! I opened my mouth to argue when Jae Joong suddenly gasped, “Oh my god!” he cried, “He has pictures of naked girls in here!”
“What?!” I cried, grabbing the phone from him. Micky Park Yoo Chun? Was he really a pervert?! No way! He was so polite and proper! Once I looked at the screen, I realized I had been fooled (once again) by Jae Joong. Yoo Chun had no photos in his album whatsoever, except for the pictures that originally came with the phone. I quickly snapped my jaw shut and glared at Jae Joong for fooling me.
He was laughing hysterically, pointing at me. “Haha, you should’ve seen the look on your face!” he cried, “You’re such a pervert!”
I threw the phone back at Jae Joong and it bounced off his chest and landed on the sofa with a soft thwock! “You’re the pervert,” I said accusingly, “I bet you’re the one who keeps pictures of naked girls on your phone!”
“Nope,” Jae Joong said, shaking his head in amusement, “I only save naked pictures of myself.”
My face flushed red as a vivid picture crossed my mind. Oh gosh, I had to get it out of my brain! But the more I wanted to keep it out, the more detailed the picture became. I shut my eyes and shook my head.
“Hey, I know you’re visualizing it in your head,” Jae Joong teased, leaning in closer to me. “No need to be embarrassed. I’m used to it.”
I looked into those round almond eyes, rich in a brown color, and my blush deepened. God, why did he have to be so good-looking? I was tempted to push him away, but it was more tempting to pull him closer. He was so close…so close…and the moment was almost perfect…Almost…
That is, until he ruined the moment by opening his big mouth. “Hey girl, do you take naked pictures of yourself?”
Wait. WHAT?! How dare he label me as such a girl?! “What the hell, Kim Jae Joong! You want to die?”
He laughed in amusement and lie back on the couch, crossing his arms, “Nope, I was just wondering. If we’re looking through the guy’s phone, he’s bound to be looking through yours. I was just wondering if you had any naked pictures of yourself on that phone. I was just concerned for your well-being.”
“Oh my gosh!” I cried as Jae Joong’s words sunk in. My jaw dropped and my hands went to my mouth. “My pictures!”
“Ah, so you do take naked pictures of yourself?” Jae Joong said with a smirk. I wanted to wipe that smirk off his prepossessing face.
“No I don’t,” I snapped at him, but my mind wallowed. I have such embarrassing pictures of myself and my friends on my phone. I probably look like a complete dork in the photos! And oh my…this wasn’t good. Oh god, what if Micky saw them? How awkward! Aish, God. Why did you have to do this to me?!
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“HEY!”
I frowned. Where the hell did that irritating voice come from?
“Wake up.”
You’ve got to be kidding. I still didn’t get my recommended hours of sleep, and the voice wanted me to wake up?! Ha. As if! I tried to ignore the voice as I snuggled myself in and tried to get back into my sleeping mode before I was so rudely interrupted.
“DID YOU NOT HEAR ME?! I SAID WAKE UP!” Before I knew it, a force so strong pushed me that I fell off the couch. I opened my eyes groggily, confused and also disturbed that the person dared interrupt me from my peaceful slumber. As soon as my vision came to focus, I saw Chang Min standing in front of me, crossing his arms, and Jae Joong on the couch with an amused expression on his face.
“Hey! What was that, you jerk!” I cried, visibly upset at Chang Min that he woke me up. Due to my past experiences, I was pretty sure Chang Min pushed me off the sofa with his dirty foot again. “I was sleeping!”
Chang Min scoffed. “I don’t care about your so called ‘beauty-sleep.’” He said, rolling his eyes. He pointed at Jae Joong who was leaning on the edge of the sofa, looking down on me, who was on the floor. “Explain to me this.”
“Jae Joong?” I asked, even more confused. Is Chang Min okay? Jae Joong was HIS friend, not mine. “Chang Min, don’t tell me that you’ve hit your head or something. Jae Joong’s YOUR friend. Wait…oh I see! You’re mad that Jae Joong’s sleeping on the sofa right? Well, he insisted that he sleep on the couch and I won’t be the one to say no—”
Chang Min smacked me in the head. “No you dummy,” he said, “What I meant was, why the hell were you sleeping WITH Jae Joong?! I’ve told you the rules—NO SEXUAL HARASSMENT!”
My jaw dropped to the floor and Jae Joong stifled a laugh as I tried to explain. “SEXUAL HARRASSMENT?!” I cried, “Are you kidding me, Chang Min?! Like I would even want to—I came home late yesterday and I just fell asleep—” And then it suddenly hit me. I was sleeping—well, technically, not sleeping, but still—with Jae Joong! I slept with Kim Jae Joong! My face turned crimson as it all sank in.
I jumped and looked down at myself. I was still wearing the same black top and jeans from last night and I let out a sigh of relief. Good, good. I wasn’t taken advantage of.
“Don’t bother, baby sis,” Chang Min said with a chuckle, “You’re so flat—Jae wouldn’t even give your body a second look. Let alone take advantage of you!” Chang Min gave me an evil grin as Jae Joong stifled another laugh.
WHAT?! Jerks! They’re both jerks! I cried out in agitation as I picked myself up off the floor and stomped up the stairs.
“Hey, where are you going?!” Chang Min cried, walking towards the bottom of the steps. “I’m not done with you, young lady! Come back down here!”
“Shut up you jerk!” I cried from atop of the staircase. I was fuming. This wasn’t fair; the way Chang Min and Jae Joong is teaming up to pick on me. As if Chang Min wasn’t annoying enough—now Batman got a Robin and I have double the jests coming at me.
“Watch who you’re talking to!” Chang Min cried right before I slammed my bedroom door shut in frustration. I don’t care—let him have the last word. It didn’t matter for me. Chang Min is such a child—sexual harassment. As if.
I sighed heavily as I leaned against the door. I stole a glimpse at the clock and to my surprise it was already 11:00 AM. Crap! I have to meet up with Yoo Chun! I quickly grabbed a towel and hurriedly made my way down the hall to the bathroom.
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My hair was still wet from my shower when I left the house in a hurry. Before I left, I had to face Chang Min and Jae Joong in the living room and Chang Min teased that I looked like a drowned rat while Jae Joong eyed me quietly. I muttered a curse from under my breath, but I didn’t dare say it to Chang Min. That would ignite another brawl and I was running late.
However, I was confused that Jae Joong didn’t tease me along with Chang Min. To be honest, Jae Joong’s character puzzled me. He was so mysterious. In one second, he would be polite and gentleman-like and then in another, he would be goofy and perverted, and then another—he was all quiet and enigmatic. I’m starting to wonder if he really is bi-polar. And he thought that Yoo Chun was psychotic. To be honest, he might be the psychotic one!
I sighed inwardly as I rushed down the street to the bus stop. ‘I give up,’ I thought, ‘I’m not going to try to decode him.’ It would just be a waste of my time and energy.
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SleepiiDreamer