| Fan Fiction |
by syu_chun
Why it is always so hard? He asked himself so many times. It has been 6 years since they been friend, teammate, and they always like brothers. So he makes his mind! If only friendship that makes him always stay beside him, then he does not want to care about other things. He’ll be happy enough. But will he?
Then, as like usual he reach out his pen and paper. He makes the same face as he composing lyrics. He is concentrating over the blank paper. What does he want to write? Where he should begin? He knows that he should finish all the lyrics of his composed songs but now, his mind gone blank. He always drinks coffee to get ideas, but he afraid that he cannot sleep at night. He need some sleep so that he stops thinking about him. Yes, sleeping is the only way to forget him. Wasn’t he pathetic!
With frown all over his face, his fingers move by its accord. He scrabble something that he don’t understand. Still, he knows it come from heart. The entire sentence he make is short, but he sighing as he been used all of his brain! He exhausted by his own word. Slowly, he got up from chair and walking to bed lazily and lay back on his bed.
He closes his eyes and started his own dream. He too absorb with his dream until he do not realize that someone came into his room. He opens his eyes as he feels someone lay beside him on his bed. Tilted his head to right side he found ‘him’ lie beside him and smile at him. There’s something that he hold. A paper? What paper? He suddenly stops breathing.
“Yoochun-na, I’ve just read this. Is this new lyric for your song?”
He still holds his breath. He is too shock to take one breath.
“Why is it too short? Lack of ideas?”
The laugh from the other make he slowly exhales the breath that he holds. He always loves his laugh.
“It just something that I wrote for, emmm, Junsu-ya, why don’t you read it for me.”
He can see the other frown suspiciously before his eyes reach to the paper.
‘If I have him...
I’ll hug him the best…
If he has me…
I’ll never turning back…
If I have him…
I’ll bring him to heaven…
If he has me…
I’ll follow him to hell…
If I have him…
I’ll never break his heart…
If he has me…
My heart will be his to crush…”
“It’s more like a poem.” Said Junsu and his eyes reach to him.
“Not a poem…exactly not a lyric” He told Junsu.
‘It was my heart’. He said to himself.
Jaejoong called for dinner and Junsu quickly get up and start screaming happily and thanking the oldest among them.
Listening the other happy voice make him happy too.
He took the paper that Junsu left on the bed. He looks at it one last time and then rip the paper to pieces, and so his heart. Friendship more important!