This Little Heart Of Mine
Title: This little heart of mine
Author: Kittlewit
Length: Oneshot - just over 10 pages
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Yunjae
Summary: Jaejoong fell madly in love with Yunho three years ago. But three years ago, Yunho left, not knowing Jaejoong's feelings towrads him. Now, Yunho is back. But he's not teh Yunho Jaejoong remembers.
Jaejoong couldn’t wait. Today was the day. He was coming back, at last. After three long years of waiting, Jaejoong finally got to see Yunho again.
Jaejoong wondered what the boy he had loved from afar looked like now. When he had left, Yunho had short black hair, chubby cheeks and wonky teeth. Jaejoong knew a person couldn’t couldn't really change that much in three years, his Yunnie would still be his Yunnie. But that didn’t stop him imagining.
“Jaejoong ah, I’m going to go pick Yunho up now, do you still want to come?” Yunho’s mother, Jung Sori was standing in the doorway to the Kim’s flat, waving her car keys in front of him, smiling.
“Ask a stupid question auntie!” Jaejoong joked as he grabbed his worn out jacket from the sofa and ran towards her. Chuckling, she ruffled his hair, earning a glare from the mischievous boy.
It was an hour long drive to the station, but Jaejoong knew it would be worth it. One more hour of waiting was nothing compared to what Jaejoong had already endured. He and Sori chatted about everything on the way. Sori was like another mum to jaejoong. Indeed, when he and Yunho had been children, their mothers had taken it it turns to babysit while the other worked.
Jaejoong was a year younger then Yunho. It was Yunho’s little sister, Eunhwa that was Jaejoong’s friend. Through this friendship the two boys had grown a mutual interest in each other. On Yunho’s part it was more ‘your bigs are cute and my sister likes you so I’ll put up with you’ but to Jaejoong, it was love.
Seoul Station was jam packed. Jaejoong stood nervously, picking at the holes in the cuffs of his jacket, scanning the station for the eighteen year old. They had been there for about twenty minuets when his train arrived. At least a hundred boys filled out of the train, some looking around hopefully for their parents, others entering into the warm embrace of girlfriends and childhood chums.
Looking at the other boys, Jaejoong wondered how Yunho had ever managed to find friends at Gwang Lee High School. Almost every boy he saw was wearing designer cloths, or had a Louis Vitton bag over their shoulders. Everyone wore blazers and shiny shoes, with their hair carefully coifed back, giving a subtle quiff. Some of them had even dyed it.
Not Yunho’s style at all. Yunho had always preferred the casual look. The baggy sweatpants or the old jeans with a cool t-shirt. He cut his hair so short the only choice it had was to stick out and is shoes never, eve, shone.
“Yunnie!” Jaejoong was slapped out of his thoughts by the sudden outbreak from Sori. He followed her gaze, but all he could see where preppy kids handing their luggage to butlers.
“Where is he auntie?”
“There Joongie, carrying the trunk.” Sori pointed, but Jaejoong still couldn’t see Yunho. He saw a lot of trunks, but no Yunho. It was like Harry fucking Potter.
It was then that he saw him. Yunho appeared in front of him, smirking. But instead of feeling happy, or excited, jaejoong felt… let down, disappointed.
The boy who stood in front of them wasn’t Yunnie.
“Umma!”
“Baby! Umma missed you so much!” Sori cried as she pulled her now towering son into a bear hug. Yunho clearly looked embarrassed and he patted on her on the back, pulling away from her.
“What’s shorty doing here?”
Shorty?! Three effing years and all he can say is ‘shorty’?
“it’s nice to see you again too, Yunho.” Jaejoong replied coldly.
“Aww, Joongie, Yun’s only joking, right Yunho?” Sori smiled, so delighted to see here son again. Jaejoong just wanted to slap her, screaming ‘He’s not your son! He’s not Yunho!’
Yunho would never wear a brown cord blazer with elbow patches. Yunho would never wear pressed trousers. Yunho would never wear a sleeveless jumper, a tie, or dye his hair light brown or comb it back like a stuck up prick!
Yunho suddenly smiled, and Jaejoong gasped.
“Omo, baby, you had your teeth done!” Cried Sori, happiness written all over her face.
“Oh, yeah. There was a rugby accident and my front four teeth were knocked out so the school paid to have to done. They were supposed to send a letter.” He offhandedly added.
Jaejoong knew how happy Sori must’ve been. Ever since Yunho had first been bullied for his bad teeth, she had desperately wanted him to get them fixed but could never afford it. But Jaejoong had never though Yunho would care.
“Look, can we go, please?” Jaejoong stared at Yunho. He saw the other’s gaze constantly flickering to a group of boys and know some girls who were looking at them, some lips upturned.
“Oh - of course, Yunnie.”
“You could have dressed smarter.” Yunho slipped out.
“Oh, well, we just wanted to see you, didn’t we Joongie?” Jaejoong glared at Yunho. What was wrong with what he was wearing? Or Mrs Jung? They were both wearing worn out jeans. Mrs Jung wore a light green sweatshirt while Jaejoong sported a dark grey hoodie. Not everyone could afford a cord blazer.
“Yeah. Auntie was so excited to see you after three years, how stupid of us to think you’d feel the same way.”
“I don’t actually remember ever saying I would miss you, Kim. I mean, why would I miss my baby sister’s ickle fwend?” The baby voice Yunho put on for the last two words made it extremely difficult for Jaejoong not to sock him one.
“Bastard.” Jaejoong muttered under his breath.
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Yunho had been home for a week now and Jaejoong had gone over to the Jung’s once. To return Mr Jung’s sock his dad had borrowed.
Jaejoong’s mother was dishing out their dinner when Jaejoong came home after a football (soccer) match, exhausted.
“Jae, good, you’re back. Go wash your hands then come sit. Your father will be back later.”
But the time Jaejoong sat down two of his four sisters were sitting down too, smiling at him.
“Jaejae, Yunnie’s back!”
“Have you only just noticed, Yejin? He’s been back for a week.”
“Yeah, and I’ve had a boyfriend for a week. But now I’m free as a bird!” She wriggled her eyebrows at him, making him laugh as he sat down opposite her.
“Shouldn’t you be upset your boyfriend broke up with you, not going after Yunho?” Their mother said, trying not to laugh herself.
“And why, mother dear, do you assume he broke up with moi? Anyway, I agreed to be his girlfriend so Yoona would leave him alone. We never liked each other like that.” Jaejoong shook his head, smirking.
“But isn’t Yunho handsome now!” Jaejoong’s other sister, Yunjoo giggled, biting down on her chopsticks naughtily.
“He certainly is. That school of his did wonders for his posture.” The three children threw their mother the ‘shut the hell up’ look and continued eating.
“I don’t see what’s so great about Gwang Lee High School anyway.” grumbled Jaejoong, stabbing his chicken with a chopstick, while the three woman glared at him.
“Yes Jaejoong, what is so good about going to one of the most prestigious schools in Korea on a full paid scholarship, making connections that will help you in the future-”
“And getting new teeth.” Interjected Yunjoo.
“He’s just jealous.” Smiled Yejin knowingly.
“I’m jealous? Why would I be jealous of the stuck up prat?”
“You didn’t think he was a stuck up prat a week ago, Jae.” Teased his sisters, jeering at him.
“Oh, that reminds me. Sori asked you if you would take Yunho out with some of your friends, Jaejoong.”
“And why would I want to do that?”
“Because the poor boy has been gone for three years and doesn’t know anyone here.”
“What, I saw a bunch of his friends in the station.” Rebuked Jaejoong.
“Honey, they all live outside the city. And Sori says most of them have gone on holiday. You’re going to the theme park tomorrow anyway, just take him with you. Don’t be selfish.”
“Yeah Jaejoong, don’t be selfish!” Sneered Yunjoo, who swiftly received a kick under the table.
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“Who is this guy again, Jae?”
“I told you Su, my friends older brother. He’s come back from a boarding school and all his posh friends are on holiday so my mum is forcing m to be nice to him.”
“You make him sound like an arse.” Observed Yoochun coyly.
“He is…” Jaejoong trailed off when he saw Yunho approaching them.
He was wearing light blue jeans, a pink shirt and a navy v-neck jumper. And Ray Bans. Jaejoong almost dyed from jealously. How come Yunho could afford this stuff? He’ll ask Yunho’s sister later.
Once the introductions were done, Junsu dragged them straight onto rides. Both him and Yoochun liked the jerk and didn’t understand why Jaejoong hated him.
They were queuing for a particularly long ride when Jaejoong realized Yoochun and Junsu had somehow got far ahead of them. Great. Now he was stuck alone with Yunho. Jaejoong snuck a glance at the other. He wasn’t even looking at him, he was checking out some Canadian’s butt. Groaning, Jaejoong turned away About thirty seconds later he felt a soft hand gently squeezing his arse. He swiveled around to face Yunho who was still staring at this girl. Hmm, must’ve been someone else.
He turned back and almost straight away he felt the hand creeping back, almost massaging him. He slowly brought his own hand round, careful not to touch anything. Suddenly, he grabbed the hand, a victorious mile on his face when he realized who the hand belonged to. He smile evaporated right away as he throw the wrist away, allowing it to drop back to it’s owner.
“You’re a pervert, you know that.”
“So are you.” Replied Yunho. Rolling his eyes, Jaejoong once again turned turned back. He jumped out of his skin when he felt hot breath against his ear.
“Jaejoong, I don’t wanna go on this ride. I heard it’s very… hard.” Jaejoong shuddered, then ran forward to get into his seat. He cursed when Yunho sat next to him and the barriers came down over their shoulders. Before he could ask to move, the ride jerked forward, and he grabbed onto seat nervously. The ride began to gain speed when Jaejoong felt something warm grab his crotch. He looked down and saw Yunho’s hand squeezing him. He was to afraid of falling to his death to slap it away, so for almost the entire three minute ride Yunho was groping him.
By the time the ride finished, Jaejoong felt quite queazy, so he stumbled to the nearest toilet, not caring if anyone knew where he was going. He coughed into a toilet bowl, then threw up his breakfast. He shouldn’t have had those donuts two hours ago.
He was washing out his mouth when he noticed a presence in the doorway.
“Yu-Yunho?”
“Feeling better?”
“Yeah…What do you want?”
Yunho advanced towards him, a predatorial look in his eyes.
“I’ve seen the way you look at me Jaejoong.”
“I don’t know what you’re on about. Now get out of my way.”
“There’s no need to be ashamed. Unless you think people will find it disgusting that you love a man, your best friends brother.” By now Yunho was standing right in front of him, merely centimeters away from each other.
“What would auntie and uncle say if I told them?”
“You wouldn’t-”
Yunho suddenly captured Jaejoong’s lips, wrapping his arms around Jaejoong’s waist to bring him closer. Jaejoong pushed him off with difficulty, wiping his mouth.
“Yunho, I just threw up!”
“You’re right. We’ll skip the foreplay then.”
“What?”
Before he could say anymore, Jaejoong was shoved into a dirty cubicle while Yunho locked the door. He was then pushed into the door, bringing up his hands to stop his face hitting the graffitied surface. He felt Yunho tugging at his belt, pulling his trousers down with the practiced ease of a player.
“Yunho, what are you doing?”
“Shut up.”
Jaejoong whimpered as he heard Yunho unzipping his own trousers, grunting slight as he pulled them down. Jaejoong began shaking. So this was how he was to lose his virginity. In a public toilet in some amusement park with a person he felt he hardly knew anymore.
He couldn’t help but moan when Yunho shoved a finger in, then another one to join it.
“Yunho, stop, someone might hear us!” jaejoong whispered as he heard other people coming into and leaving the toilets.
“Then you’d better keep quiet.” Yunho pulled his fingers out, positioned himself then thrust himself in to Jaejoong.
Jaejoong had to bite his lip to the point of bleeding to not from screaming at the invasion. Never, had he felt anything so painful, so uncomfortable. He felt Yunho pull out, hoping that maybe that was it, Yunho had changed his mind. Yunho expelled this thought when he plunged back into the smaller man, one hand threading into Jaejoong’s raven locks, pressing the head forcefully against the door. As he pummeled into jaejoong, Yunho closed his eyes, grunting slightly as he felt Jaejoong tightening when he hit the prostate.
Jaejoong had never felt such pleasure as when Yunho’s dick pressed his spot, and it took all the will in the world not to call out the others name and beg for more. He managed to choke out a muffled “faster-”, which Yunho seemed to understand, as he quickened his pace, tightening his grip on Jaejoong’s hair as he came into him. He rode out his silent orgasm, aware that Jaejoong had come just before him.
Jaejoong felt Yunho pull out of him then heard him put his trousers back on. He felt Yunho’s seed slowly trickling out of him, so he pulled his underwear back up, making a mental note to throw them away before his mother saw them. Yunho opened the door before he finished buckling his trousers and went to wash his hands. Jaejoong was relieved to see no one else was left in the toilets - that would have been humiliating.
“We should go. The other two are probably looking for us.” Yunho walked out without waiting for a response, so Jaejoong tried to run after him. A shooting pain ran through his entire body, culminating near his anus.He gasped in pain, but Yunho took no heed.
It took five silent minutes to find Yoochun and Junsu, who were surrounded by three pretty girls.
“Jae, Yunho! Over here!” Junsu called out as he saw them nearing. “Girls, these are the guys we were talking about, Jaejoong and Yunho. These are Yeeun, Sunmi and Sohee.” He pointed to each one as he said their names. When he pointed at Sunmi, she giggled and held onto Yoochun’s hand, while Yeeun was already clutching onto Junsu. Sohee smiled shyly at Yunho and Jaejoong, while the other four walked happily to the next ride.
The remaining three were left to que separately, while Jaejoong wasn’t sure if his body, especially his butt could take the shock of another violent ride the sign on the entrance of the que promised.
“Er, Yunho, I’m not sure I can go… My er, well it hurts.” Yunho was about to open his mouth when Sohee interrupted.
“But oppa, I can’t go on by myself. Jaejoong sshi is a big boy - he can look after himself.” She pouted cutely at him.
“She has a point Jae. We’ll see you later.” As he spoke he grabbed her hand and pulled her off to the ride.
Jaejoong thought he might cry. How could Yunho do that to him then ditch him for some girl? Was Yunho even straight? Or did he just love to torture Jaejoong? Had someone told him Jaejoong had been badmouthing him?
It took twenty minutes for them all to come out of the ride, and when Jaejoong saw Yunho cuddling Sohee as they walked towards him he though he might throw up again. Yes, he might dislike the new Yunho, five years worth of unrequited love didn’t just disappear like the blink of an eye.
“Guys, I’m not feeling so good. I’m gonna head home.”
“Ohh, you spoil sport!” whined Junsu, while no one else paid attention. Jaejoong threw them all a dirt look and stormed off to the bus stop. Ignoring Yoochun’s calls of “Wuss~”, he carefully sat down at the back of the bus and plugged his iPod in.
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Three whole days had passed since Jaejoong lost his virginity. He hadn’t told anyone about. In a strange way, he wasn’t angry at Yunho for taking it, more for ignoring him afterwards. He knew it wasn’t a normal or even slightly romantic way to be introduced to sex, but he couldn’t help but think, at least it was Yunho.
There was a knock on his bedroom door, and his mum came in.
“Sori just called. She wants us to come over for dinner. Now Yunho’s properly settled in, it’ll be nice. I really appreciated you taking him out the other day, by the way. I know he’s not really your type.” She stroked his cheek lovingly, then left to change her clothes. She didn’t notice the teas falling silently down her only son’s cheeks.
The Jung’s flat was smaller then the Kim’s - they only had two children whereas the Kim’s had five. Somehow, eleven people managed to fit around the table, each with a place set. Yunho was the last one to come to the table, and frowned when he saw only one place remaining, next to Jaejoong.
“Umma, you only put eleven places out.”
“Well done Yunho. I’m so glad we didn’t see you for three years so you could learn to count to ten.”
“Haha. But I told you Sohee was coming over to eat to.”
“Sohee?” Question Eunhwa, Yunho’s sister.
“Yeah. My girlfriend.” Jaejoong felt the colours drain out of his face Yunho drove that blunt knife though his heart.
“Jaejoong sweetie, are you ok?” Asked Sori, looking at Jaejoong’s unusually pale face.
“I’m fine.” Jaejoong forced a smile. “Really.”
Yunho had set out another place, and Sohee had come. Yunho still sat next to Jaejoong, constantly feeding the girl and elbowing Jaejoong in the ribs by doing so. After a quarter of an hour, Jaejoong could take it no longer and excused himself to use the bathroom.
He splashed some water over himself and looked in the mirror. He had bags under his eyes and his skin had lost its normal porcelain glow, it now had pasty look over it.
He jumped when the door opened, revealing Yunho’s face.
“I won’t be a minute.” Yunho seemingly ignored him and walked into the room, locking the door after him. He walked to Jaejoong, Unbuckling his belt and undoing the buttons to his jeans.
“What are you doing Yunho? Get out, I said I’ll be gone in a second. Use the toilet then.”
“I don’t need the toilet.” Smirked Yunho. “I saw you scurry in here with your tail between your legs and I thought I’d cheer you up.” He let his pants fall to his ankles with his boxers following soon after. Jaejoong’s eyes widened at his erection. This was the first time he actually saw it - it was pretty damn big.
“What do you want me to do?” Jaejoong spat.
“Sallow.”
“Swallow?”
“I don’t like it when people spit.”
“Huh?”
Yunho’s smile widened and he cocked his head. “Suck it, Jaejoong.”
Shocked, Jaejoong looked at him. Did this mean Yunho liked him? Was this just his messed up way of telling him that? Feeling slightly better, Jaejoong dropped to his knees and slowly licked Yunho’s tip. Yunho groaned, and Jaejoong licked the underside of the cock leading right into the slit, enjoying the shudders running up and down Yunho’s spine from his touch.
“Unhg, Jaejoong, just take it already!” He gasped out. Nervously, Jaejoong engulfed the entire length into his mouth, trying not to choke as it his the back of his throat. This was disgusting! Why did people enjoy doing this? Maybe it was for the pleasure of seeing the one you love’s reaction. Jaejoong sucked on Yunho, who gripped the sink for support.
“Move your head Jaejoong!” Confused, Jaejoong pulled his head back, earning a louder moan from Yunho. Slowly, he repeated the action slowly, until Yunho grabbed the sides of his head and did it for him much faster. Jaejoong’s eyes widened as he continued sucking, wondering what to do as Yunho came into his mouth. He had no choice but to swallow, as Yunho wouldn’t let go of him until he did.
It tasted - weird. No gross, but not nice either. Yunho cleaned himself up again, and turned back to Jaejoong as he unlocked the door.
“Not bad - for for you first slurpie that is.”
“Slurpie?” Questioned Jaejoong.
Yunho scoffed and was about to open the door when Jaejoong spoke again.
“What are you going to tell Sohee?”
“Excuse me?”
“About us. I mean…”
“What’s to tell. You don’t think I want a relationship with you, do you?” The look on Yunho’s face shot another hole through Jaejoong's heart. He used him?
“But I thought-”
“Why would I buy the cow when I get the milk for free?”
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Jaejoong hadn’t left his room for two days since dinner with the Jung’s. Yunho’s last words to him kept floating around in his head, unrelentingly echoing around.
He’s called him a whore. A slut. He didn’t even see him as a person with feelings - to yunho he was just some toy, begging to be serviced. He didn’t think he could the three months until Yunho left for university in England. They lived in the same block of flats, there was no way to avoid him. The only thing to do was to run away. He’d miss his family like hell, but it was only for three months. He’d stay at his grandparent’s place. Yes, they loved him, they wouldn’t ask any questions either.
He wrote a loving not to his family, explaining that he desperately wanted to see his grandparents, but that he’d be in time for the new school year. He packed a large sports bag with his essentials, and left the note on the kitchen table. He was quite tired, so he flopped down on his bed for some shut eye. The buses didn’t start for an hour anyhow.
Jaejoong was awakened by the sounds of woman sobbing, when his door was flung open to see a teary eyed Yejin staring at him.
“UMMA!! He’s here, he’s in his room!”
His entire family stampeded into his bedroom, and his mother flung herself hat him, hitting his cheeks halfheartedly, sobbing into his shoulders.
“Don-don’t you dare EVER do this again! I thought, I though you’d left us!!”
“Aww shit, I overslept!”
“Language!” roared his father, glaring at Jaejoong. “Idiot.” He muttered as he returned to the kitchen, moaning about waking up to the sound of screams.
“I’m sorry guys. I won’t leave.”
“Damn right you won’t!” sobbed his mother, stroking his hair while all four off his sisters cried too, hugging random parts of him around their mother. Jaejoong rolled his eyes. It wasn’t like he was going to kill himself.
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“Did you hear, Jaejoong tried to runaway!”
“What was that dear?” Mr Jung sat reading the newspaper, not paying attention as his wife served dinner. Eunhwa dropped her chopsticks while Yunho froze, the glass he was about to drink from almost touching his lips.
“Well, I was talking to Samlee this afternoon, and she said when she woke up, he’d left a note for them on the kitchen table saying he was going to his grandparents for the rest of the summer.”
“So I’m not gonna see him till school starts?!” cried Eunhwa.
“No. Learn to listen. Your mother said he tried to run away. Ergo, he failed.” Corrected their father from behind his newspaper. Yunho was able to relax, drinking the water.
“No. She said he slept threw his alarm.” Yunho chocked on his water he he tried not to laugh out loud. Typical Jaejoong. His mother threw him a dirty look before continuing.
“I wonder what could have upset him so much he felt he had to run away. Poor boy. I some some cruel girl didn’t break his heart. He is such a sweetie pie, you know last week I saw him helping old Mrs Lee with her groceries. Poor boy.”
Yunho couldn’t explain why, but as his mother spoke, he felt guilt tugging at his heart. Why did he care about Jaejoong? So what if he ran away? It’s not like Yunho was going to fuck him again. Jaejoong may have been easy, but he wasn’t stupid enough to sleep with someone who basically called him a whore. Well, he’d barely been back when Jaejoong was opening up his legs. How many men before Yunho had gone there? It made Yunho’s skin crawl.
He’d been sent out with Eunhwa to pick up a cake to cheer the Kim family up. Samlee seemed really upset.
“Why would Jae run away?”
“Huh?”
“Yunho! Do you not care at all that he tried to leave without telling anyone!”
“He told his family.”
“In a fucking letter, Ho. That’s not like him. Maybe umma was right, maybe a girl broke his heart. But he would’ve told me.”
“Whatever.”
“You should care more. He was so sweet to take you to that theme park. You know he didn’t want you to go. He did it because umma asked him to. He came back looking so miserable, he didn’t talk to me for ages. What happened?”
“Nothing. I resent that you assume it was my fault.”
“Well Junsu and Yoochun would never hurt him! OH MY GOD!!! Do you think he was raped?”
“What?”
“Well, he came back all depressed, wouldn’t talk to anyone for like two days! According to Cosmo, they’re all signs of rape!”
“Or PMS.”
“Shut up Yun. Jaejoong may have had his virginity stolen from him!”
“His what?”
“Virginity, Yunho. I wouldn’t expect you to remember what it is seeing as how you lost it so long ago.” Yunho sneered at her.
They’d got to the bakery and Eunhwa started choosing a cake while Yunho sat in the corner and pretended to read a magazine. Jaejoong was a virgin? For some reason, that made Yunho feel… guilt. If it was true, then Jaejoong’s first time was in some disgusting public toilet with a guy who told him to shut up. He didn’t even look after he afterwards. Yunho may be s bastard, but he wasn’t completely heartless.
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“Yunho! What are you doing here?”
“Well, we heard about Jaejoong, so we bought his favourite cake to cheer him up.”
“Aren’t you sweet! Please, come in. He’s n his room, brooding.”
“Thank you, Mrs Kim.” Yunho bowed in respect and made his way to Jaejoong’s room. It was easy to find as a large sing on it read ‘Sod off or you DIE’.
Yunho knocked lightly, but no response came. He carefully turned the door and went inside. It was quite dark, but surprisingly tidy.
“Jaejoong?”
“Yunho? What are you doing here? Get out!” Jaejoong was sitting on the floor, stacking some DVD’s.
“I brought you a cake. Eunhwa says it’s your favourite, cherry cheescake.”
“Cherry?”
“Yep.”
There was silence.
“Give it here.” Yunho was quite amazed at how quickly Jaejoong devoured a third of the cake, not offering him a bite. He only stopped eating when Yunho asked him a question.
“Jaejoong ah. Was I your first?”
Jaejoong looked at him, an unreadable emotion in his eyes.
“Yes.”
Yunho sighed, rubbing his head with his hand.
“I’m sorry.”
“Hmm?”
“I said I’m sorry. I didn’t know it was your first time. God, I feel like such a jerk.”
“Yunho,”
“Yes?”
“Why aren’t you with your girlfriend Sohee? Doesn’t she like cherry cheesecake?”
“She’s not my girlfriend. I noticed that she pissed you off and you’re cute when you pout.”
Jaejoong unintentionally pouted, making Yunho stare at him hungrily.
“Jaejoong, do you except my apology?”
“Hmm. I guess.”
“So you’re not going to run away again?”
“Nope. It doesn’t matter anyway, you’re leaving for England in three months.”
Yunho stared at the ground. He didn’t know what made him say it, but he found himself looking up at Jaejoong and opening his mouth.
“Come with me.”
“What?”
“I said come with me.”
Jaejoong burst out laughing.
“Omo, you’re serious! Yunho, I’m not going to England. I don’t speak english, my family is here, and why should I trust you?”
Yunho didn’t have an answer to that. After all, if he were Jaejoong, he wouldn’t forgive himself.
“Well, you have three months to change your mind.”
He stood up and walked to the door.
“Yunho.”
“Yes?” He turned around, hopeful
“Thanks for the cake.”
Smiling softly, Yunho left.
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Three Years Later
The airport very busy, with two flights coming in at the same time while the last three flights still waited for their luggage. Jaejoong looked around impatiently, trying hard to ignore the sweat pouring off the man siting next to him.
Yunho was returning from university, having graduated with a 1st from Cambridge. Jaejoong himself had just finished his first year at uni, only he had stayed in Seoul. He’d moved out of his parents house and had a job at the restaurant, delivering takeaways. That’s right, he rode a motorbike. It was his baby.
For the past three years he and Yunho had been growing closer through e-mail and MSN. It was difficult - the time zone difference made it near impossible sometimes, but both of them had been determined enough to make it work.
They weren’t a couple - Yunho had told Jaejoong that that ball was entirely in his court. If and when Jaejoong wanted a closer relationship, all he had to do was say. Jaejoong was confused by his feelings. He still loved Yunho yes, but he wasn’t sure if it was a brotherly love or romantic.
There he was! Jaejoong saw him at last, after three long years of waiting. Yunho seemed taller. He wore stonewashed jeans and a t-shirt with english all over it.
“Jaejoong!” As soon as Yunho spotted Jaejoong, he ran towards him, his luggage swaying crazily behind him. He yanked Jaejoong into a bear hug, squeezing him tightly.
“Yun - can’t breath!”
“I don’t care! I’ve missed you so much, Jae!” Yunho released Jaejoong, and smiled at him. Jaejoong new right then.
“Yunho ah.”
“Yes Jaejoong?”
“Kiss me.”
Yunho smiled, and pulled Jaejoong into a passionate kiss, which Jaejoong responded to immediately. Pulling apart, Jaejoong panted slightly.
“Yunho.”
“Yes Jaejoong?”
“I love you.”
Err, I hope that wasn't too boring!! Basically, I only have 1 exam left *throws confetti* and I really felt like writing soemthing. I twas meant to be about two to three pages, but it turned into the longest this I have ever written in one post!
Tell me what you think! Comments are loved
Author: Kittlewit
Length: Oneshot - just over 10 pages
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Yunjae
Summary: Jaejoong fell madly in love with Yunho three years ago. But three years ago, Yunho left, not knowing Jaejoong's feelings towrads him. Now, Yunho is back. But he's not teh Yunho Jaejoong remembers.
Jaejoong couldn’t wait. Today was the day. He was coming back, at last. After three long years of waiting, Jaejoong finally got to see Yunho again.
Jaejoong wondered what the boy he had loved from afar looked like now. When he had left, Yunho had short black hair, chubby cheeks and wonky teeth. Jaejoong knew a person couldn’t couldn't really change that much in three years, his Yunnie would still be his Yunnie. But that didn’t stop him imagining.
“Jaejoong ah, I’m going to go pick Yunho up now, do you still want to come?” Yunho’s mother, Jung Sori was standing in the doorway to the Kim’s flat, waving her car keys in front of him, smiling.
“Ask a stupid question auntie!” Jaejoong joked as he grabbed his worn out jacket from the sofa and ran towards her. Chuckling, she ruffled his hair, earning a glare from the mischievous boy.
It was an hour long drive to the station, but Jaejoong knew it would be worth it. One more hour of waiting was nothing compared to what Jaejoong had already endured. He and Sori chatted about everything on the way. Sori was like another mum to jaejoong. Indeed, when he and Yunho had been children, their mothers had taken it it turns to babysit while the other worked.
Jaejoong was a year younger then Yunho. It was Yunho’s little sister, Eunhwa that was Jaejoong’s friend. Through this friendship the two boys had grown a mutual interest in each other. On Yunho’s part it was more ‘your bigs are cute and my sister likes you so I’ll put up with you’ but to Jaejoong, it was love.
Seoul Station was jam packed. Jaejoong stood nervously, picking at the holes in the cuffs of his jacket, scanning the station for the eighteen year old. They had been there for about twenty minuets when his train arrived. At least a hundred boys filled out of the train, some looking around hopefully for their parents, others entering into the warm embrace of girlfriends and childhood chums.
Looking at the other boys, Jaejoong wondered how Yunho had ever managed to find friends at Gwang Lee High School. Almost every boy he saw was wearing designer cloths, or had a Louis Vitton bag over their shoulders. Everyone wore blazers and shiny shoes, with their hair carefully coifed back, giving a subtle quiff. Some of them had even dyed it.
Not Yunho’s style at all. Yunho had always preferred the casual look. The baggy sweatpants or the old jeans with a cool t-shirt. He cut his hair so short the only choice it had was to stick out and is shoes never, eve, shone.
“Yunnie!” Jaejoong was slapped out of his thoughts by the sudden outbreak from Sori. He followed her gaze, but all he could see where preppy kids handing their luggage to butlers.
“Where is he auntie?”
“There Joongie, carrying the trunk.” Sori pointed, but Jaejoong still couldn’t see Yunho. He saw a lot of trunks, but no Yunho. It was like Harry fucking Potter.
It was then that he saw him. Yunho appeared in front of him, smirking. But instead of feeling happy, or excited, jaejoong felt… let down, disappointed.
The boy who stood in front of them wasn’t Yunnie.
“Umma!”
“Baby! Umma missed you so much!” Sori cried as she pulled her now towering son into a bear hug. Yunho clearly looked embarrassed and he patted on her on the back, pulling away from her.
“What’s shorty doing here?”
Shorty?! Three effing years and all he can say is ‘shorty’?
“it’s nice to see you again too, Yunho.” Jaejoong replied coldly.
“Aww, Joongie, Yun’s only joking, right Yunho?” Sori smiled, so delighted to see here son again. Jaejoong just wanted to slap her, screaming ‘He’s not your son! He’s not Yunho!’
Yunho would never wear a brown cord blazer with elbow patches. Yunho would never wear pressed trousers. Yunho would never wear a sleeveless jumper, a tie, or dye his hair light brown or comb it back like a stuck up prick!
Yunho suddenly smiled, and Jaejoong gasped.
“Omo, baby, you had your teeth done!” Cried Sori, happiness written all over her face.
“Oh, yeah. There was a rugby accident and my front four teeth were knocked out so the school paid to have to done. They were supposed to send a letter.” He offhandedly added.
Jaejoong knew how happy Sori must’ve been. Ever since Yunho had first been bullied for his bad teeth, she had desperately wanted him to get them fixed but could never afford it. But Jaejoong had never though Yunho would care.
“Look, can we go, please?” Jaejoong stared at Yunho. He saw the other’s gaze constantly flickering to a group of boys and know some girls who were looking at them, some lips upturned.
“Oh - of course, Yunnie.”
“You could have dressed smarter.” Yunho slipped out.
“Oh, well, we just wanted to see you, didn’t we Joongie?” Jaejoong glared at Yunho. What was wrong with what he was wearing? Or Mrs Jung? They were both wearing worn out jeans. Mrs Jung wore a light green sweatshirt while Jaejoong sported a dark grey hoodie. Not everyone could afford a cord blazer.
“Yeah. Auntie was so excited to see you after three years, how stupid of us to think you’d feel the same way.”
“I don’t actually remember ever saying I would miss you, Kim. I mean, why would I miss my baby sister’s ickle fwend?” The baby voice Yunho put on for the last two words made it extremely difficult for Jaejoong not to sock him one.
“Bastard.” Jaejoong muttered under his breath.
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Yunho had been home for a week now and Jaejoong had gone over to the Jung’s once. To return Mr Jung’s sock his dad had borrowed.
Jaejoong’s mother was dishing out their dinner when Jaejoong came home after a football (soccer) match, exhausted.
“Jae, good, you’re back. Go wash your hands then come sit. Your father will be back later.”
But the time Jaejoong sat down two of his four sisters were sitting down too, smiling at him.
“Jaejae, Yunnie’s back!”
“Have you only just noticed, Yejin? He’s been back for a week.”
“Yeah, and I’ve had a boyfriend for a week. But now I’m free as a bird!” She wriggled her eyebrows at him, making him laugh as he sat down opposite her.
“Shouldn’t you be upset your boyfriend broke up with you, not going after Yunho?” Their mother said, trying not to laugh herself.
“And why, mother dear, do you assume he broke up with moi? Anyway, I agreed to be his girlfriend so Yoona would leave him alone. We never liked each other like that.” Jaejoong shook his head, smirking.
“But isn’t Yunho handsome now!” Jaejoong’s other sister, Yunjoo giggled, biting down on her chopsticks naughtily.
“He certainly is. That school of his did wonders for his posture.” The three children threw their mother the ‘shut the hell up’ look and continued eating.
“I don’t see what’s so great about Gwang Lee High School anyway.” grumbled Jaejoong, stabbing his chicken with a chopstick, while the three woman glared at him.
“Yes Jaejoong, what is so good about going to one of the most prestigious schools in Korea on a full paid scholarship, making connections that will help you in the future-”
“And getting new teeth.” Interjected Yunjoo.
“He’s just jealous.” Smiled Yejin knowingly.
“I’m jealous? Why would I be jealous of the stuck up prat?”
“You didn’t think he was a stuck up prat a week ago, Jae.” Teased his sisters, jeering at him.
“Oh, that reminds me. Sori asked you if you would take Yunho out with some of your friends, Jaejoong.”
“And why would I want to do that?”
“Because the poor boy has been gone for three years and doesn’t know anyone here.”
“What, I saw a bunch of his friends in the station.” Rebuked Jaejoong.
“Honey, they all live outside the city. And Sori says most of them have gone on holiday. You’re going to the theme park tomorrow anyway, just take him with you. Don’t be selfish.”
“Yeah Jaejoong, don’t be selfish!” Sneered Yunjoo, who swiftly received a kick under the table.
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“Who is this guy again, Jae?”
“I told you Su, my friends older brother. He’s come back from a boarding school and all his posh friends are on holiday so my mum is forcing m to be nice to him.”
“You make him sound like an arse.” Observed Yoochun coyly.
“He is…” Jaejoong trailed off when he saw Yunho approaching them.
He was wearing light blue jeans, a pink shirt and a navy v-neck jumper. And Ray Bans. Jaejoong almost dyed from jealously. How come Yunho could afford this stuff? He’ll ask Yunho’s sister later.
Once the introductions were done, Junsu dragged them straight onto rides. Both him and Yoochun liked the jerk and didn’t understand why Jaejoong hated him.
They were queuing for a particularly long ride when Jaejoong realized Yoochun and Junsu had somehow got far ahead of them. Great. Now he was stuck alone with Yunho. Jaejoong snuck a glance at the other. He wasn’t even looking at him, he was checking out some Canadian’s butt. Groaning, Jaejoong turned away About thirty seconds later he felt a soft hand gently squeezing his arse. He swiveled around to face Yunho who was still staring at this girl. Hmm, must’ve been someone else.
He turned back and almost straight away he felt the hand creeping back, almost massaging him. He slowly brought his own hand round, careful not to touch anything. Suddenly, he grabbed the hand, a victorious mile on his face when he realized who the hand belonged to. He smile evaporated right away as he throw the wrist away, allowing it to drop back to it’s owner.
“You’re a pervert, you know that.”
“So are you.” Replied Yunho. Rolling his eyes, Jaejoong once again turned turned back. He jumped out of his skin when he felt hot breath against his ear.
“Jaejoong, I don’t wanna go on this ride. I heard it’s very… hard.” Jaejoong shuddered, then ran forward to get into his seat. He cursed when Yunho sat next to him and the barriers came down over their shoulders. Before he could ask to move, the ride jerked forward, and he grabbed onto seat nervously. The ride began to gain speed when Jaejoong felt something warm grab his crotch. He looked down and saw Yunho’s hand squeezing him. He was to afraid of falling to his death to slap it away, so for almost the entire three minute ride Yunho was groping him.
By the time the ride finished, Jaejoong felt quite queazy, so he stumbled to the nearest toilet, not caring if anyone knew where he was going. He coughed into a toilet bowl, then threw up his breakfast. He shouldn’t have had those donuts two hours ago.
He was washing out his mouth when he noticed a presence in the doorway.
“Yu-Yunho?”
“Feeling better?”
“Yeah…What do you want?”
Yunho advanced towards him, a predatorial look in his eyes.
“I’ve seen the way you look at me Jaejoong.”
“I don’t know what you’re on about. Now get out of my way.”
“There’s no need to be ashamed. Unless you think people will find it disgusting that you love a man, your best friends brother.” By now Yunho was standing right in front of him, merely centimeters away from each other.
“What would auntie and uncle say if I told them?”
“You wouldn’t-”
Yunho suddenly captured Jaejoong’s lips, wrapping his arms around Jaejoong’s waist to bring him closer. Jaejoong pushed him off with difficulty, wiping his mouth.
“Yunho, I just threw up!”
“You’re right. We’ll skip the foreplay then.”
“What?”
Before he could say anymore, Jaejoong was shoved into a dirty cubicle while Yunho locked the door. He was then pushed into the door, bringing up his hands to stop his face hitting the graffitied surface. He felt Yunho tugging at his belt, pulling his trousers down with the practiced ease of a player.
“Yunho, what are you doing?”
“Shut up.”
Jaejoong whimpered as he heard Yunho unzipping his own trousers, grunting slight as he pulled them down. Jaejoong began shaking. So this was how he was to lose his virginity. In a public toilet in some amusement park with a person he felt he hardly knew anymore.
He couldn’t help but moan when Yunho shoved a finger in, then another one to join it.
“Yunho, stop, someone might hear us!” jaejoong whispered as he heard other people coming into and leaving the toilets.
“Then you’d better keep quiet.” Yunho pulled his fingers out, positioned himself then thrust himself in to Jaejoong.
Jaejoong had to bite his lip to the point of bleeding to not from screaming at the invasion. Never, had he felt anything so painful, so uncomfortable. He felt Yunho pull out, hoping that maybe that was it, Yunho had changed his mind. Yunho expelled this thought when he plunged back into the smaller man, one hand threading into Jaejoong’s raven locks, pressing the head forcefully against the door. As he pummeled into jaejoong, Yunho closed his eyes, grunting slightly as he felt Jaejoong tightening when he hit the prostate.
Jaejoong had never felt such pleasure as when Yunho’s dick pressed his spot, and it took all the will in the world not to call out the others name and beg for more. He managed to choke out a muffled “faster-”, which Yunho seemed to understand, as he quickened his pace, tightening his grip on Jaejoong’s hair as he came into him. He rode out his silent orgasm, aware that Jaejoong had come just before him.
Jaejoong felt Yunho pull out of him then heard him put his trousers back on. He felt Yunho’s seed slowly trickling out of him, so he pulled his underwear back up, making a mental note to throw them away before his mother saw them. Yunho opened the door before he finished buckling his trousers and went to wash his hands. Jaejoong was relieved to see no one else was left in the toilets - that would have been humiliating.
“We should go. The other two are probably looking for us.” Yunho walked out without waiting for a response, so Jaejoong tried to run after him. A shooting pain ran through his entire body, culminating near his anus.He gasped in pain, but Yunho took no heed.
It took five silent minutes to find Yoochun and Junsu, who were surrounded by three pretty girls.
“Jae, Yunho! Over here!” Junsu called out as he saw them nearing. “Girls, these are the guys we were talking about, Jaejoong and Yunho. These are Yeeun, Sunmi and Sohee.” He pointed to each one as he said their names. When he pointed at Sunmi, she giggled and held onto Yoochun’s hand, while Yeeun was already clutching onto Junsu. Sohee smiled shyly at Yunho and Jaejoong, while the other four walked happily to the next ride.
The remaining three were left to que separately, while Jaejoong wasn’t sure if his body, especially his butt could take the shock of another violent ride the sign on the entrance of the que promised.
“Er, Yunho, I’m not sure I can go… My er, well it hurts.” Yunho was about to open his mouth when Sohee interrupted.
“But oppa, I can’t go on by myself. Jaejoong sshi is a big boy - he can look after himself.” She pouted cutely at him.
“She has a point Jae. We’ll see you later.” As he spoke he grabbed her hand and pulled her off to the ride.
Jaejoong thought he might cry. How could Yunho do that to him then ditch him for some girl? Was Yunho even straight? Or did he just love to torture Jaejoong? Had someone told him Jaejoong had been badmouthing him?
It took twenty minutes for them all to come out of the ride, and when Jaejoong saw Yunho cuddling Sohee as they walked towards him he though he might throw up again. Yes, he might dislike the new Yunho, five years worth of unrequited love didn’t just disappear like the blink of an eye.
“Guys, I’m not feeling so good. I’m gonna head home.”
“Ohh, you spoil sport!” whined Junsu, while no one else paid attention. Jaejoong threw them all a dirt look and stormed off to the bus stop. Ignoring Yoochun’s calls of “Wuss~”, he carefully sat down at the back of the bus and plugged his iPod in.
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Three whole days had passed since Jaejoong lost his virginity. He hadn’t told anyone about. In a strange way, he wasn’t angry at Yunho for taking it, more for ignoring him afterwards. He knew it wasn’t a normal or even slightly romantic way to be introduced to sex, but he couldn’t help but think, at least it was Yunho.
There was a knock on his bedroom door, and his mum came in.
“Sori just called. She wants us to come over for dinner. Now Yunho’s properly settled in, it’ll be nice. I really appreciated you taking him out the other day, by the way. I know he’s not really your type.” She stroked his cheek lovingly, then left to change her clothes. She didn’t notice the teas falling silently down her only son’s cheeks.
The Jung’s flat was smaller then the Kim’s - they only had two children whereas the Kim’s had five. Somehow, eleven people managed to fit around the table, each with a place set. Yunho was the last one to come to the table, and frowned when he saw only one place remaining, next to Jaejoong.
“Umma, you only put eleven places out.”
“Well done Yunho. I’m so glad we didn’t see you for three years so you could learn to count to ten.”
“Haha. But I told you Sohee was coming over to eat to.”
“Sohee?” Question Eunhwa, Yunho’s sister.
“Yeah. My girlfriend.” Jaejoong felt the colours drain out of his face Yunho drove that blunt knife though his heart.
“Jaejoong sweetie, are you ok?” Asked Sori, looking at Jaejoong’s unusually pale face.
“I’m fine.” Jaejoong forced a smile. “Really.”
Yunho had set out another place, and Sohee had come. Yunho still sat next to Jaejoong, constantly feeding the girl and elbowing Jaejoong in the ribs by doing so. After a quarter of an hour, Jaejoong could take it no longer and excused himself to use the bathroom.
He splashed some water over himself and looked in the mirror. He had bags under his eyes and his skin had lost its normal porcelain glow, it now had pasty look over it.
He jumped when the door opened, revealing Yunho’s face.
“I won’t be a minute.” Yunho seemingly ignored him and walked into the room, locking the door after him. He walked to Jaejoong, Unbuckling his belt and undoing the buttons to his jeans.
“What are you doing Yunho? Get out, I said I’ll be gone in a second. Use the toilet then.”
“I don’t need the toilet.” Smirked Yunho. “I saw you scurry in here with your tail between your legs and I thought I’d cheer you up.” He let his pants fall to his ankles with his boxers following soon after. Jaejoong’s eyes widened at his erection. This was the first time he actually saw it - it was pretty damn big.
“What do you want me to do?” Jaejoong spat.
“Sallow.”
“Swallow?”
“I don’t like it when people spit.”
“Huh?”
Yunho’s smile widened and he cocked his head. “Suck it, Jaejoong.”
Shocked, Jaejoong looked at him. Did this mean Yunho liked him? Was this just his messed up way of telling him that? Feeling slightly better, Jaejoong dropped to his knees and slowly licked Yunho’s tip. Yunho groaned, and Jaejoong licked the underside of the cock leading right into the slit, enjoying the shudders running up and down Yunho’s spine from his touch.
“Unhg, Jaejoong, just take it already!” He gasped out. Nervously, Jaejoong engulfed the entire length into his mouth, trying not to choke as it his the back of his throat. This was disgusting! Why did people enjoy doing this? Maybe it was for the pleasure of seeing the one you love’s reaction. Jaejoong sucked on Yunho, who gripped the sink for support.
“Move your head Jaejoong!” Confused, Jaejoong pulled his head back, earning a louder moan from Yunho. Slowly, he repeated the action slowly, until Yunho grabbed the sides of his head and did it for him much faster. Jaejoong’s eyes widened as he continued sucking, wondering what to do as Yunho came into his mouth. He had no choice but to swallow, as Yunho wouldn’t let go of him until he did.
It tasted - weird. No gross, but not nice either. Yunho cleaned himself up again, and turned back to Jaejoong as he unlocked the door.
“Not bad - for for you first slurpie that is.”
“Slurpie?” Questioned Jaejoong.
Yunho scoffed and was about to open the door when Jaejoong spoke again.
“What are you going to tell Sohee?”
“Excuse me?”
“About us. I mean…”
“What’s to tell. You don’t think I want a relationship with you, do you?” The look on Yunho’s face shot another hole through Jaejoong's heart. He used him?
“But I thought-”
“Why would I buy the cow when I get the milk for free?”
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Jaejoong hadn’t left his room for two days since dinner with the Jung’s. Yunho’s last words to him kept floating around in his head, unrelentingly echoing around.
He’s called him a whore. A slut. He didn’t even see him as a person with feelings - to yunho he was just some toy, begging to be serviced. He didn’t think he could the three months until Yunho left for university in England. They lived in the same block of flats, there was no way to avoid him. The only thing to do was to run away. He’d miss his family like hell, but it was only for three months. He’d stay at his grandparent’s place. Yes, they loved him, they wouldn’t ask any questions either.
He wrote a loving not to his family, explaining that he desperately wanted to see his grandparents, but that he’d be in time for the new school year. He packed a large sports bag with his essentials, and left the note on the kitchen table. He was quite tired, so he flopped down on his bed for some shut eye. The buses didn’t start for an hour anyhow.
Jaejoong was awakened by the sounds of woman sobbing, when his door was flung open to see a teary eyed Yejin staring at him.
“UMMA!! He’s here, he’s in his room!”
His entire family stampeded into his bedroom, and his mother flung herself hat him, hitting his cheeks halfheartedly, sobbing into his shoulders.
“Don-don’t you dare EVER do this again! I thought, I though you’d left us!!”
“Aww shit, I overslept!”
“Language!” roared his father, glaring at Jaejoong. “Idiot.” He muttered as he returned to the kitchen, moaning about waking up to the sound of screams.
“I’m sorry guys. I won’t leave.”
“Damn right you won’t!” sobbed his mother, stroking his hair while all four off his sisters cried too, hugging random parts of him around their mother. Jaejoong rolled his eyes. It wasn’t like he was going to kill himself.
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“Did you hear, Jaejoong tried to runaway!”
“What was that dear?” Mr Jung sat reading the newspaper, not paying attention as his wife served dinner. Eunhwa dropped her chopsticks while Yunho froze, the glass he was about to drink from almost touching his lips.
“Well, I was talking to Samlee this afternoon, and she said when she woke up, he’d left a note for them on the kitchen table saying he was going to his grandparents for the rest of the summer.”
“So I’m not gonna see him till school starts?!” cried Eunhwa.
“No. Learn to listen. Your mother said he tried to run away. Ergo, he failed.” Corrected their father from behind his newspaper. Yunho was able to relax, drinking the water.
“No. She said he slept threw his alarm.” Yunho chocked on his water he he tried not to laugh out loud. Typical Jaejoong. His mother threw him a dirty look before continuing.
“I wonder what could have upset him so much he felt he had to run away. Poor boy. I some some cruel girl didn’t break his heart. He is such a sweetie pie, you know last week I saw him helping old Mrs Lee with her groceries. Poor boy.”
Yunho couldn’t explain why, but as his mother spoke, he felt guilt tugging at his heart. Why did he care about Jaejoong? So what if he ran away? It’s not like Yunho was going to fuck him again. Jaejoong may have been easy, but he wasn’t stupid enough to sleep with someone who basically called him a whore. Well, he’d barely been back when Jaejoong was opening up his legs. How many men before Yunho had gone there? It made Yunho’s skin crawl.
He’d been sent out with Eunhwa to pick up a cake to cheer the Kim family up. Samlee seemed really upset.
“Why would Jae run away?”
“Huh?”
“Yunho! Do you not care at all that he tried to leave without telling anyone!”
“He told his family.”
“In a fucking letter, Ho. That’s not like him. Maybe umma was right, maybe a girl broke his heart. But he would’ve told me.”
“Whatever.”
“You should care more. He was so sweet to take you to that theme park. You know he didn’t want you to go. He did it because umma asked him to. He came back looking so miserable, he didn’t talk to me for ages. What happened?”
“Nothing. I resent that you assume it was my fault.”
“Well Junsu and Yoochun would never hurt him! OH MY GOD!!! Do you think he was raped?”
“What?”
“Well, he came back all depressed, wouldn’t talk to anyone for like two days! According to Cosmo, they’re all signs of rape!”
“Or PMS.”
“Shut up Yun. Jaejoong may have had his virginity stolen from him!”
“His what?”
“Virginity, Yunho. I wouldn’t expect you to remember what it is seeing as how you lost it so long ago.” Yunho sneered at her.
They’d got to the bakery and Eunhwa started choosing a cake while Yunho sat in the corner and pretended to read a magazine. Jaejoong was a virgin? For some reason, that made Yunho feel… guilt. If it was true, then Jaejoong’s first time was in some disgusting public toilet with a guy who told him to shut up. He didn’t even look after he afterwards. Yunho may be s bastard, but he wasn’t completely heartless.
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“Yunho! What are you doing here?”
“Well, we heard about Jaejoong, so we bought his favourite cake to cheer him up.”
“Aren’t you sweet! Please, come in. He’s n his room, brooding.”
“Thank you, Mrs Kim.” Yunho bowed in respect and made his way to Jaejoong’s room. It was easy to find as a large sing on it read ‘Sod off or you DIE’.
Yunho knocked lightly, but no response came. He carefully turned the door and went inside. It was quite dark, but surprisingly tidy.
“Jaejoong?”
“Yunho? What are you doing here? Get out!” Jaejoong was sitting on the floor, stacking some DVD’s.
“I brought you a cake. Eunhwa says it’s your favourite, cherry cheescake.”
“Cherry?”
“Yep.”
There was silence.
“Give it here.” Yunho was quite amazed at how quickly Jaejoong devoured a third of the cake, not offering him a bite. He only stopped eating when Yunho asked him a question.
“Jaejoong ah. Was I your first?”
Jaejoong looked at him, an unreadable emotion in his eyes.
“Yes.”
Yunho sighed, rubbing his head with his hand.
“I’m sorry.”
“Hmm?”
“I said I’m sorry. I didn’t know it was your first time. God, I feel like such a jerk.”
“Yunho,”
“Yes?”
“Why aren’t you with your girlfriend Sohee? Doesn’t she like cherry cheesecake?”
“She’s not my girlfriend. I noticed that she pissed you off and you’re cute when you pout.”
Jaejoong unintentionally pouted, making Yunho stare at him hungrily.
“Jaejoong, do you except my apology?”
“Hmm. I guess.”
“So you’re not going to run away again?”
“Nope. It doesn’t matter anyway, you’re leaving for England in three months.”
Yunho stared at the ground. He didn’t know what made him say it, but he found himself looking up at Jaejoong and opening his mouth.
“Come with me.”
“What?”
“I said come with me.”
Jaejoong burst out laughing.
“Omo, you’re serious! Yunho, I’m not going to England. I don’t speak english, my family is here, and why should I trust you?”
Yunho didn’t have an answer to that. After all, if he were Jaejoong, he wouldn’t forgive himself.
“Well, you have three months to change your mind.”
He stood up and walked to the door.
“Yunho.”
“Yes?” He turned around, hopeful
“Thanks for the cake.”
Smiling softly, Yunho left.
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Three Years Later
The airport very busy, with two flights coming in at the same time while the last three flights still waited for their luggage. Jaejoong looked around impatiently, trying hard to ignore the sweat pouring off the man siting next to him.
Yunho was returning from university, having graduated with a 1st from Cambridge. Jaejoong himself had just finished his first year at uni, only he had stayed in Seoul. He’d moved out of his parents house and had a job at the restaurant, delivering takeaways. That’s right, he rode a motorbike. It was his baby.
For the past three years he and Yunho had been growing closer through e-mail and MSN. It was difficult - the time zone difference made it near impossible sometimes, but both of them had been determined enough to make it work.
They weren’t a couple - Yunho had told Jaejoong that that ball was entirely in his court. If and when Jaejoong wanted a closer relationship, all he had to do was say. Jaejoong was confused by his feelings. He still loved Yunho yes, but he wasn’t sure if it was a brotherly love or romantic.
There he was! Jaejoong saw him at last, after three long years of waiting. Yunho seemed taller. He wore stonewashed jeans and a t-shirt with english all over it.
“Jaejoong!” As soon as Yunho spotted Jaejoong, he ran towards him, his luggage swaying crazily behind him. He yanked Jaejoong into a bear hug, squeezing him tightly.
“Yun - can’t breath!”
“I don’t care! I’ve missed you so much, Jae!” Yunho released Jaejoong, and smiled at him. Jaejoong new right then.
“Yunho ah.”
“Yes Jaejoong?”
“Kiss me.”
Yunho smiled, and pulled Jaejoong into a passionate kiss, which Jaejoong responded to immediately. Pulling apart, Jaejoong panted slightly.
“Yunho.”
“Yes Jaejoong?”
“I love you.”
Err, I hope that wasn't too boring!! Basically, I only have 1 exam left *throws confetti* and I really felt like writing soemthing. I twas meant to be about two to three pages, but it turned into the longest this I have ever written in one post!
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