| Fan Fiction |
by Zeey'
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Genre: Romance, Fluff.
Rating: PG-13
Warning: Over-possessive!Yun and Childish!Jae
Summary: Jaejoong reminisced and he is glad that he found Yunho.
Note: This chapter contains mostly about flashback, so…yeah..
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“What?!” Yunho’s firm voice rang through the designed office-room, “How did it happen?! Why now you tell me?” as he spoke into the phone. He sprung up from his sitting position and dashed to exit the room.
“I’m sorry boss, but I just knew about it,” the man on the other phone voiced out fearfully.
“Forget about it. Where is he?!”
“He was send straight to the house as soon as he collapsed,” then the line went dead as Yunho pressed the red off button. He tapped his foot impatiently and waited for the lifts’ door to open and as it did, he dashed right in and pressed quickly to ascend the metal box, forgetting completely about the man in-charge in the lift.
As soon as the thick door opened, Yunho made his way towards his car, parked at its usual spot. He ignited the engine and drove off to Jaejoong.
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“What happened actually?” was the word whispered by Yunho as he sat carefully, trying not to wake the resting man up. He glanced forward to look to the person he was talking to.
“Young master fainted during his class, as one of his friends has reported. He said that Young master looked really pale this morning as if all his energy had drained out. Other than that, he never said,” the man said at his master.
“Have you called the doctor?” Yunho asked again as his view drifted from the man to his lover’s sleeping figure. He grabbed his hand in his and brought it up to his lips, kissing each of the fingers gently while his other hand caressed Jaejoong’s cheek.
“Yes, we did. Young master has fallen asleep right after the doctor gave him his medicine. The doctor said that there is nothing to be worried about. Young master is just tired and having lack of sleep and nutrition as he has always locked himself in the room and refused to eat,”
Yunho’s gaze softened to Jaejoong’s face as he took the man’s word one by one. Satisfied with the answer, he gestured the man and the couple of maids in the room to leave both him and Jaejoong alone in the room.
They obeyed and closed the door behind them after bowing respectfully towards Yunho but Yunho didn’t seem to notice as his concern were mainly on Jaejoong at the moment. Bending down, Yunho planted a gentle kiss on Jaejoong’s lips and forehead. He frowned when he came in contact with the hot skin, “You’re burning up baby,” he said, “Don’t make me worry, please…” he said and undressed Jaejoong softly. As he successfully unclothed him, leaving him topless, Yunho dived in under the blanket and pushed his also bare body against Jaejoong’s one, in attempt to transfer the cold to himself and soon after he fell asleep into Jaejoong’s scent.
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Jaejoong’s eyes cracked open at the middle of the night. His sight was welcomed by the darkness of the night. He snuggled closer to the body he knew belongs to his lover and planted a kiss on whatever part of the body his lips landed on.
Now, he felt a lot better than few hours ago when the world keep on spinning furiously, his head felt like thousands of nailed hammered on it and his body temperature competed with the hotness of boiling water. Maybe it was because of the sleep he gained awhile ago because he had lack of rest these past few days because of the schoolwork and all. Or maybe because of, it was Yunho that make him feel a millions time better than awhile ago. Yunho…
He tilted his head upwards and Yunho’s small sleeping face was inch away from him. He wondered how can Yunho’s face be so small for a man but so manly and handsome at the same time. He wondered how he can sometimes wear that firm expression but at the same time soft, gentle words caressing his ears. And he wondered how he can act that tough attitude but was completely fragile and babyish in front of him. Jaejoong thinks he knew the answer. ‘Because he is my Yunho…’ that thought alone brought a careless smile on his face as he caressed that little mole above Yunho’s lips.
Jaejoong could still remember the time when he first met Yunho. It was the same expression he wore at the moment – worried. If anything, Jaejoong always wanted to kiss that expression away whenever it showed. That was the exact expression he wore six years ago….
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Flashback
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Yunho sat inside the black luxurious car as he was drove by the driver to their destination. He was having a call with someone when the car suddenly pulled at a halt, causing to jerk off frontward, just an inch away from crashing his face to the floor. Being a prideful man he was, he straightened up and asked what is wrong.
“I think I just hit something….” The driver answered hesitantly, then opening the car door and jumped out to check whatever it was. Yunho sat rooted to his seat as he hung up. The driver came back afterwards, “Boss, he is unconscious…” he informed shakily.
“What?!” Yunho reacted, “You know, you keep on making troubles everyday! Don’t you ever learn at least something?!” he snapped at his driver’s carelessness, “Dump him anywhere near the street or anything as long as you come back here and drive me off!”
“But boss, he is injured…”
Yunho’s face hardened. “Whatever! Do as you like!” and that was what the driver did. Yunho never knew that his life would change that day.
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Jaejoong’s eyes fluttered open and as if instantly, he brought his hand to his head because of the unbearable pain. He groaned slightly and bit on his lips. And it downed upon him that he was nowhere familiar. He sprung up and his eyes searched everywhere, completely forgetting about the pain in his head. “Where am I?” he mumbled inaudibly.
He looked down and realized he was on a soft, scented bed, designed only to feed the high class quality. He looked at himself and found he was in a new cloth, different from the one he once wore, where everything is torn and dirty. Instead he felt very comfortable in heaven.
The door suddenly creaked open lightly. “You’re awake,” the deep, manly voice startled him. Jaejoong looked up from his thought and his voice went dry. There, stood in front of him was a man, perfect like a god. Tough and masculine are the best word to describe him.
“Where am I?” Jaejoong mustered his courage and asked the stranger. His voice weak.
Instead of answering, the man turned away and proceeded to leave. “Hey, wait!” then the door closed.
After awhile, it was opened again and a different man entered, “You’re finally awake,” this time, the person’s voice seem friendlier than the one he met first, “You’ve been sleeping the entire day, for once, I thought you were already dead,”
“What happened?” Jaejoong questioned and received the glass of water he was handed.
Then, the man started to tell Jaejoong the real story. From the moment he was accidentally hit and to the moment where he was brought to the house. It was also then that he knew that he had changed his cloth into a proper one. “That’s what happened… And I’m very sorry to what happened on the behalf of my master,”
“Your master?”
“The one that walked in just now. He is a Jung. Have you heard anything about Jung Yunho?”
“Jung Yunho?” he gasped, “Jung Yunho as in THE Jung Yunho, the heir of the-”
“Yes, that’s him,”
“So, I'm in his house at this moment?!” Jaejoong eyes grew wide. “Oh my god! I better leave--” grumbles.
“You hungry?” the man suppressed his chuckle. Jaejoong nodded slightly and a tint of him spreading wide across his face. “haha…You are cute. Come on, let’s go downstairs, I think the dinner is ready,”
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He swallowed the large piece of meat in one go. One of his hands was handling a pair chopstick and the other gripping a piece of roasted chicken. He ate like he hasn’t eaten for months. Well that was literally true since he couldn’t afford a big feast like this in his whole life. Luckily he was the only one on the dining table apart from the previous man that was accompanying him. He wondered how many people actually live in this big mansion.
“Hey, you haven’t told me your name,” the man asked while grinning wide.
“I'm Jaejoong, Kim…” Jaejoong answered with his mouth full. “What’s yours?”
“I'm Siwon, Jung Yunho’s right hand…” Jaejoong nodded.
Then, someone enters the large dining room. Jaejoong found he was gazing straight to the man who had entered the room he was in couple minutes ago, which he had known as Yunho. Jaejoong tried to smile at him, but only received a cold stare as the man then diverted his attention to Siwon, “What are you doing there? Don’t you anything else to do?” he spoke calmly.
“Yes, boss.” Siwon answered almost immediately and walked off, leaving Jaejoong pouting.
“H-Hi…”Jaejoong wanted to start conversation but was cut off.
“How’s your head?” Yunho asked as he poured himself a glass of cold water.
“F-Fine, thanks,” Jaejoong couldn’t denied his worst fear towards Yunho.
Yunho then grabbed a seat in front of Jaejoong and offered him no warm expression. “That’s good to hear,” Jaejoong had stopped eating the moment Yunho entered the room.
“Yes…”
Silence.
Awkward.
“I think I better leave now…” Jaejoong stood up and ready to leave.
“Where’s your home?”
It caught Jaejoong off-guard. He had never had a permanent living place up to this time since his parents died. His old house has been sold out to pay for the debt his parents made. He had tried to search for a very cheap housing but always found to none. Even if he was lucky enough, he only could stay barely a week because of the high debt. The best place he could sleep at night was near the dark alley miles away from the busy city. And if it rained, he will have to endure all of it, causing him to fall sick the next day. Even he barely had enough food to eat. He quitted school to find more income for his everyday living and end up being bullied by other kids because of his condition. That was his continuous life cycle. But he never complained. As he has no one to complain to.
“I-I…”
“Kim Jaejoong, 14, unstable living condition, uneducated, and orphan,” Yunho said at once. “…right?”
Jaejoong widened his eyes in surprise, “How--”
“I have my source. Now tell me, where would you go after this so I can drop you off,” Yunho had no reason of why he should feel pity to this fragile looking boy but he can’t seem control how his heart is dominant over his mind.
“I-I don’t…” he whispered as he bent his head low to hide his tears.
“Look at me when you talk,” Yunho ordered firmly.
“Yes, I am an orphan! I don’t have parents to look after me! I am uneducated unlike other people in this world! I am stupid, dirty and filthy! And yes! I don’t have anywhere to go to after this! I can be on the street, at the garbage dumpsite, under the bridge, whatever! And why would you care and also that doesn’t mean that you can talk to me like that!” Jaejoong snapped furiously as tears flowed viciously. He sighed deeply, “I'm leaving now!”
Yunho as calmly as he was, spoke, “That’s why I'm asking you to stay,” pause, “As a term of apology for this morning.”
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Since then, Jaejoong started to learn to live at Yunho’s house. After several of pushing and pulling, of course. But Jaejoong couldn’t reject the offer since he really needed attention during this age of his. Slowly, Yunho also started to change due to Jaejoong’s presence. He had tried to molten his cold attitude at Jaejoong’s presence because of the continuous tease of Jaejoong who said that Yunho looked exactly like a blown up bear when he is mad. After that, Jaejoong would laugh heartedly at his own tease and soon after Yunho would join his laugh because he had to admit that Jaejoong’s laugh is quite contagious – and beautiful, of course.
It was nearly a year since Jaejoong first moved in. Jaejoong life had never been better, with constant attention he received from many sides, who wouldn’t give him attention when it was Yunho’s order to. Jaejoong started going to school again at his age of 15. He was entered in the most prestigious high school on Korea. Again, it was Yunho’s order. People wouldn’t know that Jaejoong once had a very difficult living once of a time due to the luxurious living he was in.
Yunho had lightened up his work, of never bringing them back at home ever again since Jaejoong had stopped him from doing so. Jaejoong said that Yunho would grow his white hair faster if he keeps on concentrating on the paper of thousands of words.
At the age of 16, their relationship grew stronger. They were the bests of friends. They were inseparatable. Where there is Yunho, there will Jaejoong be and vice-versa.
Until one day, Yunho started going out with a woman. At first, Jaejoong was okay with it. With Yunho constantly bringing the lady to the mansion and sharing their dinners, Jaejoong was okay despite the weird feeling constantly bubbling up in his stomach and his heart pierced with an arrow, in which its cause, Jaejoong never seem wanted to know.
However, one day, Yunho began acting weird. Always spacing out in a distant that Jaejoong would have to call his name thrice to wake him up from whatever thought he was in. And Yunho would always jerk his body away whenever Jaejoong came near him and accidentally touch him. Normally, that would have been nothing but then now it was different. What shocked Jaejoong more is when Yunho broke up with his girlfriend and that was not just it, the woman seemed okay with it and didn’t wail like how Jaejoong imagined it would be. Instead, she admitted that she had never had romantic feeling towards Yunho and so does Yunho. To no reason, Jaejoong felt like he was extremely relieved.
Nearing Jaejoong’s 18th birthday, something had happened. And because of that Jaejoong is really happy as he was now.
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“Yah, JaeJun!”
“Yah, Jung Yunho! Don’t call me that! My name is Kim Jaejoong. J.A.E.J.O.O.N.G! Not whatever you called me just now!”
“Yah, JaeJun!”
“YAH!”
Yunho’s manly laugh rang inside his room where Jaejoong and Yunho were both in. “What’s wrong with JaeJun? That name is cute. Oh! I know! You want me to call you JaeYun! So that it has your name and my name in your name! Yah, JaeYun!”
“…” Jaejoong didn’t respond and instead he just continued doing his homework on Yunho’s bed, stomach down.
“Yah,” Yunho neared himself towards Jaejoong until his breath blew onto Jaejoong’s cheek.
“Stop Yah-ing me Yunho! What do you want actually?” Jaejoong responded without diverting his attention to Yunho.
“I want you, to stop doing your homework,” he said calmly, “NOW!” he quickly pulled Jaejoong worksheet and pen away from him and pushed them off the bed before Jaejoong could grasp them. Immediately, Yunho pushed Jaejoong to lie on his back before Jaejoong could protest and hovered himself on top of Jaejoong.
“Y-Yunho…” Jaejoong’s voice wavered as his hand palmed against Yunho’s chest to avoid Yunho coming closer. “What are you…hmph…”Jaejoong’s eyes widened to their fullest extent when Yunho’s lips crushing against his. He could Yunho’s tongue trying to pry his lips open. With his energy, “YAH!” Jaejoong pushed Yunho off him. “What are you doing?!” his face flushed with embarrassment like a ripe tomato.
“Nothing…really… Just trying to taste those lips of yours,” he answered carelessly and inched closer. He pushed Jaejoong once again on top of the sift mattress and glued his lips again against him. Jaejoong not knowing what to do; shut his mouth tight. His eyes clenched tight, afraid – maybe.
“Open your mouth, please…” Yunho mumbled against their connection. Jaejoong naively obeyed. He gasped when Yunho’s tongue caressed the top of his mouth. It felt weird but good at the same time. Soon after he melted into Yunho’s mouth, one hand winded around Yunho’s neck while the other grasping tight onto Yunho’s hair, once in a time, pulling the hair when Yunho gave extreme affection inside his mouth.
They panted when they unlocked themselves. “W-Why did you do that?” Jaejoong asked as he searched his breath back.
Yunho gazed down to the beauty’s eyes, “I’ve wanted to do that long ago. And now, I can really full-filled my wish,”
Jaejoong blushed.
Yunho dived in and whispered against Jaejoong’s ears, “You want to know a secret? I think I…have fallen in love you more than a friend or a brother,”
Jaejoong went quiet.
And when Yunho planted a kiss atop of his bruised lips, tear escaped from his closed eyes, “I think the feeling is mutual,”
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End Flashback
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Jaejoong smiled crazily against Yunho’s bare chest as he reminisce the old memory. He still remembered Yunho’s confession two years ago. It was the happiest moment he could die for. He is happy he found Yunho and made him as his. He giggled as the thought of him and Yunho growing old together with number of children running around the house.
“What so funny, baby?” Yunho’s after sleep voice greeted him at that middle of the night.
“Nothing, Yunnie… Go back to sleep,” he said and snuggled into Yunho’s embrace.
‘Nothing really, Yunnie. It’s just that I love you so much,’
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Jaejoong woke up really early that morning, earlier than any other being in the house. He went straight to the kitchen and made himself a cup of coffee. When he finished, he brought his cup to the garden outside and watched as the sun rose slowly. The bitter taste of the coffee really calmed his mood at this moment as he wanted nothing but calmness at the morning.
Finally, the sunlight showered his face and he couldn’t get more grateful. He felt really fresh and lively during morning.
“Young Master Jaejoong?” someone interrupted him. Turning around, he met Anne, the house chef.
“Oh, Anne… Good Morning. What time is it?”
“6.30am, how are you feeling, Young Master?”
“good. Listen, don’t make any breakfast. I feel like cooking today,”
“Sure thing,”
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Waking up, Yunho felt nothing warm against his side. Frowning, he sat up and called for Jaejoong in the enormous room. He gets nothing as a respond. Yunho stood up and walked out of the room in search of his sick lover, ignoring about his topless condition.
“Baby?” Yunho found himself staring at Jaejoong’s back in the kitchen. He smiled warmly when he noticed Jaejoong is wearing his cloth. The fabric is so big that it covered half of his bare white thigh. The sleeves are long until it could reached Jaejoong’s elbow and the collar is wide that his neck is completely exposed.
“Baby, what are you doing?” Yunho snuck his hand around Jaejoong’s waist and peeked above his shoulder.
“Breakfast,” he giggled as he watched the maids in the kitchen turned red by staring at Yunho’s masculine body.
“Why are you making breakfast? You haven’t recovered yet. Come on, let’s sleep again,” Yunho attempted to tug Jaejoong’s hand and bring him back to their room.
“Don’t wanna. I'm okay now. See,” he brought Yunho’s hand up his forehead to test his temperature. However, Yunho still frowned, unsatisfied. But he sighed again when Jaejoong doesn’t even listen to his command as Jaejoong continue chopping on the food.
“Aish…what am I going to do with a person who doesn’t listen?” Yunho sighed and pretended feeling offended.
Jaejoong turned around again and hugged Yunho immediately, burying his face at Yunho’s chest, “Love him, kiss him, hug him, own him and never let him go!”
Yunho laughed out loud at Jaejoong’s cute answer. “Oh…that’s what I’m going to do!” He released Jaejoong and cupped his cheek, planting kisses on his face. Jaejoong giggled and his face flushed.
“Stop that…” he pushed Yunho’s hand away from him and pressed his head on Yunho’s chest once again. Jaejoong grew quiet as his hold tightened. Usually Jaejoong would have release him sooner but he didn’t.
“Baby, what’s wrong?”
“I'm glad that I found you, Yunnie-ah…”
Yunho smiled.
‘But I’m more glad that I’ve come to love you and you loving me,’
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Once again, I was damn sorryyyyy!!! My life is at a mess at this moment! I'm glad that Yunjae ever exist to fill up my sucky life!
This chapter is not rechecked but it was the longest, I think.
I hope I don’t lose any readers.