| Fan Fiction |
by syu_chun
3rd June 1972, Busan
Every year would be the same reason. Reunion day with old friends from college. His wife would already know and she will pack for his luggage. She put along the same perfume that her husband said that it was written as a compulsory by the alumni. For the love she has for her husband, she packed with smile upon her face even though she did not like the fact that her husband will be so far away from her. The fact that tomorrow her husband will be at Seoul without her.
Kim Junsu smiled for her worries every year and told her a day will not ruin anything. A day without him will never make him forget.
4th June every year...
The day that Kim Junsu will not be sleeping in house. The day that he will be leaving his beautiful wife and his playful children.
***
Seoul is a big city unlike Busan. Still, the rich young tycoon did not lose his attention to his exact place he wanted to go. He could say all people in Busan would know him just from the first glance, but in Seoul, he were barely known and that was the reasons that he did not afraid of making mistakes in Seoul.
He walked through a crowd of people on the street. Most of the men wearing a full set suit and the women will wear long jacket with fur on their neck. Seoul already influence with the west fashion, unlike Busan people that prefer to wear traditional clothes. Kim Junsu might be the only one who wore vintage light blue denim in Busan, but in Seoul he just as normal as the others.
Held his hand for a cab and he told the driver to send him to 'The Maze'. The Maze is the largest jazz bar in Seoul which owned by the well-known Jung's family. Junsu smiled as he was thinking about the bar. The place that he'll came over once a year. The 12 hours train journey that he took from Busan will be all worth it when he managed to put his feet on that bar.
***
It was exactly at nine in the evening when he arrived that at the main door of The Maze. The bar opened at eight till morning so nine was not a peak hours. Junsu managed to have his favorite seat, round sofa with silhouette all over. Just the right place to watch and been watched mysteriously. Couples were dancing in the middle of the floor with a slow jazz song sung by a lady on the stage. Kim Junsu sat alone, drinking and silently waited until the right singer.
Junsu looked around before he realized the lady finished her song and she then pronounced the next singer.
Park Yoochun...
The man with flush cheek and full lips was the one that caught Junsu's eyes four years ago.
***
4th June 1769, The Maze; Seoul
“We want the best supply of wine for our customer.” Mr Jung had a big smile on his face while he talked.
“And we provide the best from Busan. Our grapes are the best.” said Junsu with confidence in his voice. The business that runs by his father now will be in his hand. He put his everything in his business and even married to the daughter of his father's partner just to make sure that the financial of the company did not lose its main investor. He was barely knew her in that time.
“I heard good things about your product. And I am so happy with the taste test.”
“Hope that we could come out with a good contract.”
Junsu smile knowing that he has done a good job. His father would be really proud of him in afterlife.
“Let have a toast. We really want to serve you the best dinner today.”
Both sides have a great dinner and then Mr Jung Yunho said that there will be a performance by their best singer in The Maze. Junsu was never really like music. Busan is a quiet and peaceful village, and music, especially jazz was never heard. The singer appeared, and there he was, coming from the backstage and when he opened his mouth, Junsu was mesmerized.
“Park Yoochun, he is our jewel. The main attraction to this bar. Today is his birthday.” Jung Yunho was talking about the singer and that make Junsu changed his focus to Yunho. When Park Yoochun finished the song, Yunho stand up clapping while gesturing Yoochun to join them.
Park Yoochun was looking very stunning with 2 piece black suit with a ruffle front tuxedo shirt. Kim Junsu never questioned his sexuality preference before, until he met the perfection in front of his eyes. Yoochun sat beside Yunho and quickly took hold over the bottle to pour wine into glasses.
“No Yoochunnie, it was your birthday. Let me serve you. Have a taste of this wine.”
Yoochun smiled and nodded. He took the glass and has a sip of the wine that Yunho served him. Meanwhile, Kim Junsu just was eyeing the man in front of him silently and almost drools when he saw the concentration that Yoochun shown while drinking his wine. His eyes were closed with his eyebrows knitted a bit. He tilted his head a bit and Junsu can see his adam’s apple moving slowly swallowing the wine. He can even imagine how the wine rolling inside his mouth. Then Yoochun opened his eyes and smile again.
“It has bitter taste first but the sweetness can be taste when it reaches to my throat. That must be the residual sugar. The acidity is well-balanced. It makes my mouth water just after I drink it. Best served for both heavy and light meal.”
Yoochun then looked at Yunho for a compliment but Yunho just laughed and mocking him.
“Ahhh… you should stop talking like that. What if someone thinks that what you said is right, then they will question why you end up as my singer.” Then he laughed again.
Yoochun smile face was faded completely and he excused himself to the restroom. Kim Junsu was a little bit surprised when Yoochun wanted to leave. He acted like he was laughing along with the others before he told Yunho that he needed to go to the restroom.
Junsu immediately went to the restroom hoping that Yoochun was still there. As he arrived, he was glad that he saw Yoochun was washing his hand on the sink. He went inside and stood beside Yoochun and pretended to wash his hand too. Yoochun seem to ignore him so he took the first introduction.
“Hello… hi.”
Junsu was smiling awkwardly.
Yoochun was looking at him and smile before returned to wash his hand.
“My name is Kim Junsu and I was…”
“…the owner of KIM Wine Co. Ltd. The best wine exporter from Busan. I know you Mr Kim Junsu.”
“I’m happy that you know me very well.” Junsu can hear himself stutter and I was trying very hard not be.
“Well, the thing that I don’t know is that, why are you here following me?”
Yoochun then turned around and laying his back on the sink while raised his eyebrow waiting for an answer from Junsu. Just then, Junsu understand his action. He knew that Junsu came for him and he was responding seductively. Junsu regain his confidence. Junsu ease his breathe and took a step closer.
“It was my wine that you’ve been compliment before.”
“And you heard what my boss said. People will ‘think’ that what I said was true.”
“Not for me…”
“You are saying that you…” Yoochun raised his eyebrow seductively before Junsu cut his words.
“…believe what you said was true. Especially the residual sugar.”
They were so close now that Junsu can hear Yoochun’s breath. The next words from Junsu came out more like a whisper because of their closeness.
“I kind of jealous to see you smile when Mr Jung serve you drinks. Do you have feeling over him?”
Yoochun was taken back a while with the sudden question. But then he smile and put his arms around Junsu’s neck. He decided to ignore Junsu’s question.
“If you’re so jealous, then I think I should ask you to serve me better. I can take that as a reward. For believing my compliment.”
Yoochun tilted his head and drew his face closer. Junsu took the note and acted the same. Their lips hesitated to meet for a while, before it was Junsu who hold the back of Yoochun’s head and smashed their lips together. Yoochun was loud and that make Junsu’s knees weaker than it already has. During the mind blowing scene, Junsu can hear footsteps nearer so he quickly drew back his head leaving both of them panting for oxygen. He took out his hotel key and put it in Yoochun’s pocket pants. He whispered on Yoochun’s ear.
“I want to serve you more. This time it’s for your birthday.”
Junsu let Yoochun go and walked towards the exit where he bumped onto Jung Yunho.
“You have been in there for too long.” asked Yunho.
“Sorry. Kinda lost before.”
“Well, we still have a contract to sign.”
***
Since their first encounter, they will be together on 4th June every year. The first year, they were too excited; they barely managed to talk about each other. The only thing that Junsu managed to say is that he will be coming back next year. They both make promises.
It was the second year that Yoochun finally knew that Junsu is a married man with two children. A boy and a girl. Yoochun fell silent when he knew about it and Junsu did not plan to hide his real status. But in the end of the day, Yoochun asked him to be back next year. And Junsu promise Yoochun. Yoochun promise that his birthday will forever be Junsu's.
The third year was very memorable. When Yoochun show up in front of Junsu’s hotel door, Junsu quickly confessed how he missed him and also his love towards Yoochun. He presented him with a ring as a prove. Yoochun smile and told him that Junsu should not fallen for him. Especially when they only met once a year. Junsu told him that because of their long distance, his work and his wife (who has a high level of jealousy) he cannot meet Yoochun often. But that did not mean that he ever forgetting Yoochun. Yoochun then selfishly suggested Junsu to divorce his wife and stay with him. Kim Junsu quickly denied the request. His marriage was important for his company. Yoochun then laughed saying he was just joking and Junsu sighed happily.
Junsu definitely did not missed the laughter. What Junsu missed was that, when Yoochun turn around... he was in tears.
***
The scene at The Maze made Junsu into deep thinking. It was so easy for Yoochun to know where Junsu will be sitting. They were doing the same thing for 2 years already. Junsu was sitting on the sofa eyeing Yoochun through the silhouette. After that Yoochun will sang and slowly reached him and after the song ended, he will kiss him and said that his best present already arrive. They then will walk together to the same hotel they first make out. Everything was different today. No reaching him while singing, no birthday kisses after that and of course no evening walking to the hotel. Yoochun just stood there, singing and then he was gone.
Junsu lay on his bed and wondering if his vacation this time worth it. His heart ache for Yoochun's warmth. It was already ten and usually Yoochun take an early off so they will spent the whole night together. It was like forever when suddenly someone rang knocking the door. Junsu quickly opened the door and Yoochun was standing in front of him. Yoochun's hair was longer that before and Junsu out of nowhere, suddenly pull Yoochun inside and slammed him to the closed door. Both of his hand hold Yoochun's hair and he tried to kiss him but Yoochun started to move his head to the right side.
“Yoochun. What's wrong with you?”
“Junsu... -shi, please be seated. I have something to say to you.”
Junsu shrugged when he heard the serious tone from Yoochun. He took steps back before turned around and sat on the edge of the bed. Junsu started to stare Yoochun blankly and waiting for the worst.
“I'm married.”
Yoochun said and that answer everything.
“With whom?”
“Wi... with Jung Yunho.”
Yoochun swallowed the lump that formed in his throat. Junsu was trying to be positive over the matter. He still wanted Yoochun around and hope Yoochun feel the same.
“It's okey. I'm a married man too. We still can be together. You don't have to tell Yunho where you are.”
“I was leaving my husband on my birthday dinner just to meet you here. Are you telling me that I should do the same for every year?”
“Yoochun, you've promised.”
“What?”
“You said that your birthday is mine. Forever!”
“Then what about your birthday. You never spent time with me on...”
“I have my family. My children will not like it if their father was away when their want to celebrate it.”
Junsu raised his voice and Yoochun answered him louder.
“Then you realize that you are asking me too much, don't you? Leaving my spouse to be with you.”
“We only have a day to be together. A day! Is that too much to ask?”
They both practically shouting and panting as both held their anger inside their chest.
“I have to go. Yunho is waiting for me.”
“The person you leave to see me. You know you don't have to come here to see me. I am supposed to be just nobody to you. But here you are. You do have feelings for me.”
Yoochun just stare Junsu before he talked.
“What's the point of having feelings for you? You still were rejecting me when I asked you to stay last year.”
“And leaving my wife and kids?”
“You've made your choice and I want to make mine.”
“By marrying Yunho? I know you have feelings for him before. And I don't surprise if you whoring yourself...”
Junsu accusation was beyond board and Yoochun punched him hard.
“My birthday is no longer yours.”
Yoochun stormed out from the room.
***
Junsu decided to just let go when Yoochun slammed the door. He felt the urge to hug himself though, so he put his shaking arms around him. He knelt and he knew that he was lonely. He tried to imagine it was Yoochun's arms around him but he felt cold. Longing over Yoochun's warmth. He then wondered whether he'd lived for a year just because of Yoochun. How desperate he wanted to see Yoochun even it just once a year. He finally made his mind and quickly ran to the door hoping to be able to catch Yoochun.
He run and run and keeps on running but Yoochun was not in the building anymore. He went outside and saw Yoochun was crossing the road. He ran after him and managed to avoid a car and caught Yoochun in the middle of the road.
“Don't leave me.”
“Junsu. What are you doing? You might get hurt!”
Yoochun with his shocked eyes looking at the side where Junsu just coming from.
“I'll do anything. Just stay.”
Yoochun distracted and just looked into Junsu’s eyes to find an answer. Later, he sighed defeated.
“It's too late now Junsu. I'm married.”
“I'll leave my wife. Will you do the same?”
“You can't leave her. You've been trying for four years now. You are not going to leave her. I know.”
“I will.”
“Not me. I can't leave Yunho now.”
“Why? Do you... love me?”
“I... do. But I really can't leave Yunho.”
“Then... we'll make them leave us.”
“How?”
“This must be the craziest thing that I ever want to do. But will you be with me?”
“I...”
Yoochun just staring into Junsu dark orbs wishing for the real reason he fell in love with this man. Yoochun sighed and nodded for his never want to have other birthday present rather than Junsu.
Junsu smile and lean his face forward. He make their lips locked together in the middle of the road before took a step forward. Bringing Yoochun along.
The last thing that came through into Yoochun's head was... a wonderful kiss and long horn before he felt his body flying unconsciously.
***
“This is Kim Junhee and Kim Junyeon.”
The kids were standing blankly over the other and later end up crying behind their mother. She sighed and started to calm down her children and moved out from the gloomy room. A solid body was just sitting on the bed with his back laying on the headboard just watched all the three of them gone. His hand was banded to hold his broken arm and his body was bruised all over. He did not speak a word and responded to any question.
In the midst of stillness, he suddenly heard a door next to his room was opened by someone. He saw a tall and handsome man walked in front of his room with him holding his hat on his chest.
He used his non-broken arms to hold his body and his legs moved to reach the floor. As he walked to the door, he looked at his left and saw the woman that came into his room crying on the doctor’s shoulder. He tilted his head and looked at the right. The door that the tall man opened before was ajar and he slowly dragged his injured legs to the room.
Inside, he saw a man with wire all over his face and pale chest. He was breathing using a ventilator and the sound of medical equipment was clearly heard.
He dragged his feet closer and sat on the chair beside the patient. He saw a beautiful man and he was sleeping peacefully. He moved his lips closer to the patient and whispered…
“They think I’m losing my memory. They will lose faith on me. You keep acting you are sleeping so your husband will lose faith on you. We will celebrate your birthday then. Your birthday is mine.”
Crazy laugh then fills the quite room…
[END]