ONESHOT | How It All Started
How It All Started
pg-13 | romance, fluff | oneshot
aitakutemo for sacchlovedbsk
because all you know was just how it started with the simplest thing, and somehow it ended to be like now…
How It All Started
it started with just a mere handshake
.. and ends with a holding hand.
“Yunho,”
“Jaejoong,”
“Nice to meet you,”
“Uh… Yeah…”
You don’t know what’s so special with those pair of hands that somehow always attract your attention to touch it. Maybe it’s only because they have prettier nails than yours? Longer fingers? Smoother palms? You don’t know exactly, but the fact that you always enjoy holding his hand, whether it’s only for a simple handshake, a quick high-five, or one short grasp.
He doesn’t really notice though, but you can’t help feel lightened when you know that it only needs one glance to make him moves his hand to reach yours… and keeps it that way.
it started with small glances
.. and ends with long and intense stares.
First week after you first see him, you notice his small mole, right there near the corner of his mouth. The second week after you know him, you find his almost-always-hidden crooked teeth adorable, and not so much time needed to notice all those details about him. Now, you could point out even the tiniest scrunched up part in his cloth.
“How did you know there was a small dirt patch on my shirt?” he asks one night, after that tiring day.
You only look up and shrug. “I don’t know,” you say calmly, “I just happen to spot it.”
You leave him standing there that night and go straight to your bed. Although some part of you regret your action, but you can’t help but hide your smile when you hear him stating “…who pays attention to small details like brushing dirt off my shirt…” as his ideal girl type.
it started with a skipped heartbeat
.. and ends with red blushes and sometimes shy attitudes.
Back then, whenever he looks at you, your breath would hitched, like someone suddenly turns off all the lights around you and shoots the one and only bright spotlight at you. Also, back then, those weird feeling would just disappear with a single gulp.
But as the time passes, your gulps can no longer stop that uneasy feeling you have inside your chest, and to make it worse, you're starting to feel blood rush to your face whenever he mentions your name with the husky, deep, low and, curse yourself, sexy voice of his.
And the weirdest part is, somehow you know you’re not the only one feeling like that.
it started with a simple nickname
.. and ends with silly yet sweet nicknames.
“You could call me Yunho,”
“Just call me Jaejoong,”
And shortened, “Jae?”
“What is it, Yun?”
Then with the extra suffix, “Joongie…”
“Yunnie?”
Sometimes with the teasing tone, “Alright Jaejoong-hyung,”
“Roger that, leader-sshi!”
Not to mention the silly band-family stuff, “hey umma-ya, where are you?”
“Right here, appa-ya…”
But you both enjoy using and to be called by them. And whenever it’s just the two of you, he would lean closer to your ear and whisper your favorite of them all, his one and only “…BooJae…”
it started with borrowing stuffs
.. and ends with sharing everything you both have.
Firstly it was just some unimportant things, like beanies, earphones, or accessories like necklaces and rings. Then it turns to bigger stuffs like clothes, pants, jackets, and sorts. Moreover, it becomes bottles of water and portion of foods. But neither of you seemed to mind, after all, it’s what boys do, right? Sharing everything they have and eventually return them to the rightful owner if the stuffs aren’t forgotten.
But all your theories falls as you realizes that he had borrowed, no, took something very important to you, and that thing wouldn’t be back to you ever again unless he decides to break it into pieces; your heart.
Still, one of the good things about sharing is that you can always get something as an exchange for lending your things to others. And just like you expected before, he offers you his heart for you to take care, just like the way he treats yours.
Right in that moment, you know that you made the right decision letting him took yours.
it started with a simple friendship
.. and it ends with a serious relationship.
Just like you never think that the four unknown younger boys who got paired with you in a group so called ‘Rising Gods of the East’ can be your closest brothers like now, you never dream, or even dare to hope, that someday your friendship with this particular guy by the name of ‘Jung Yunho’ could develop into something more serious.
You think your adoration is only reflecting his charms, and your jealousy is only because he’s the first, closest, and only friend you have in this glamorous yet lonely world of entertainment. But as time moves on, you realizes there’s something more than just admiration and something stronger than just a mere friendship jealousy.
You want to tell him something about that, but you are too scared that he’d go away, that he’d pull himself from you and start creating distance between you and him if you told him your feeling, so all you could do is only keeping it to yourself. Until one day, when you couldn’t take it anymore, you tell him everything, from the beginning to that time, from how you always gaze upon him at day and dream of him at night. And just like so many times before, he manages to surprise you by pulling you into his arm and whisperes sweet, sweet words of love into your ears.
Since that time, you know something has changed.
it started with an accidental try
.. and it ends as your special discovery.
On one rainy day you ask him to accompany you to sit near the window, watching every single drop of rain as it falls to your almost crystal clear apartment window. He, of course, being the rational and sensible one of the group, declines your wish and prefers to do something more important like sleeping, playing some stupid, (yes it’s what exactly you thought of it), games, or just visiting those beloved fan-made websites of his.
You, being a habit, curl your lips into a pout and throw away your face from him, sulking. And unexpectedly, you could feel a pair of arms snake into your waist and the next thing you know, you spend the whole afternoon in his warm embrace.
Yes, you've tried some other times just to prove your curiosity, and it turns out that you and your cute attitude are all his weaknesses.
it started with an uneasy-ness
.. and ends with a deadly glare or even mental bitching.
Whenever a person, no matter a guy or a girl, your senior or your junior, a fan you don’t know or a friend you’re close to, hell even your own dongsaengs, stands too close to him, an anger would starts building itself inside of you. You don’t know why but you just could never stand anyone being too close to him, at least when you’re around, and you are around for almost 24/7. You know you aren’t supposed to be so… qhat was that word again? Oh yeah, possessive, over him, since the fact that both of you are public figures and it’s your job to keep your fans happy. But still, that little voice inside your head just can’t stop talking and your mind seems to be already set to create mental images of how you would torture those who come in contact with him.
Yet, unfortunately he's always able to sense your anger just in time before it explodes, and somehow cools down your heated mind and calms your gripped-hard knuckles that itch to show that someone a piece of your mind.
Come to think of it, maybe you should’ve agreed when he asked you if he could put some sign of ‘property of Kim Jaejoong’ somewhere in him.
it started with the oh-so-famous fan service
.. and it ends to be the only way for both of you to express your feeling in public.
“Fan service?”
You can still remember how your tone sounded, and how hard you tried to hide your excitement, although your manager doesn’t seem to have any clue about you. At the end of the day you thanked the god and keep blessing whoever first created that term. And the next few days pass with you happily doing what they call ‘things to make the fans happy’.
One time you notice that he starts doing the 'service' although both of you are in the backstage with practically no fan-cam or even a camera shooting any of you. And the fact that the service grows into more serious touches after a particular event…
To end this one, now the two of you could enjoy being touchy with each other, neither backstage nor onstage, and you could always mutter those golden two-words of yours to whoever asks you both why you’re doing those things.
Yes, fan-service is a blessing.
it started with a friendly-meaning and rarely spoken ‘saranghae yo’
.. but now you find it’s quite frequent saying those words.
Whether it was just a low whisper or said in-between your songs, shouted out loud, (when only you both around of course), or inserted just like the script said.
Especially in countries likes yours, where the words can be heard occasionally, and feelings of care can be stated easily, like making those heart-like arm shapes.
‘Saranghae’, ‘aishiteru’, ‘I love you’, no matter what language you're using, the meaning is always the same; how you feel to each other. And no matter who or where you’re facing when you slip those words from your lips, each would already know to whom it belongs to.
it started with a promise for eternity
.. and it ends with… wait, it hasn’t ended yet, or at least it’s what you're hoping for.
Because you know better than anyone that every beginning will has its end and every start line will have its finish line, so basically all the happiness that you have now will eventually ends, just like what you’ve been through. But he somehow manages to assure you that everything will be alright, that nothing would ever change, from your special position in his heart to his goofy attitudes which he only shows to you; the way how he treats you to the fact that even though all those celebrity highlights ends, he would still be your number one fan.
“And just like how I know the sun will rise tomorrow morning, I’m sure that nothing, nothing could ever take me away from you. Even if you chase me away, I will keep standing beside you, although I would have made myself unnoticeable, just to make sure everything’s okay and to protect you from behind.”
“Promise?” You pull your head from his shoulder to search for something in his eyes, and find more than just deep stares. He reaches for your hand and grasps it, before nodding slowly and pulls you back to his embrace.
And from that moment you know, how glad you are having it started with the simplest things, and somehow it ends to be… Just like now…
You tug harder on his shirt, as if to get more power from it. If nothing’s eternal, then you would try to make this moments as perfect as you can. No one could guarantee what tomorrow would turn up like, even the famous I-know-what-will-happen-and-I’m-positive-about-it Jung Yunho, but for now, you think you would just enjoy what you have.
originally posted here.
pg-13 | romance, fluff | oneshot
aitakutemo for sacchlovedbsk
because all you know was just how it started with the simplest thing, and somehow it ended to be like now…
How It All Started
it started with just a mere handshake
.. and ends with a holding hand.
“Yunho,”
“Jaejoong,”
“Nice to meet you,”
“Uh… Yeah…”
You don’t know what’s so special with those pair of hands that somehow always attract your attention to touch it. Maybe it’s only because they have prettier nails than yours? Longer fingers? Smoother palms? You don’t know exactly, but the fact that you always enjoy holding his hand, whether it’s only for a simple handshake, a quick high-five, or one short grasp.
He doesn’t really notice though, but you can’t help feel lightened when you know that it only needs one glance to make him moves his hand to reach yours… and keeps it that way.
it started with small glances
.. and ends with long and intense stares.
First week after you first see him, you notice his small mole, right there near the corner of his mouth. The second week after you know him, you find his almost-always-hidden crooked teeth adorable, and not so much time needed to notice all those details about him. Now, you could point out even the tiniest scrunched up part in his cloth.
“How did you know there was a small dirt patch on my shirt?” he asks one night, after that tiring day.
You only look up and shrug. “I don’t know,” you say calmly, “I just happen to spot it.”
You leave him standing there that night and go straight to your bed. Although some part of you regret your action, but you can’t help but hide your smile when you hear him stating “…who pays attention to small details like brushing dirt off my shirt…” as his ideal girl type.
it started with a skipped heartbeat
.. and ends with red blushes and sometimes shy attitudes.
Back then, whenever he looks at you, your breath would hitched, like someone suddenly turns off all the lights around you and shoots the one and only bright spotlight at you. Also, back then, those weird feeling would just disappear with a single gulp.
But as the time passes, your gulps can no longer stop that uneasy feeling you have inside your chest, and to make it worse, you're starting to feel blood rush to your face whenever he mentions your name with the husky, deep, low and, curse yourself, sexy voice of his.
And the weirdest part is, somehow you know you’re not the only one feeling like that.
it started with a simple nickname
.. and ends with silly yet sweet nicknames.
“You could call me Yunho,”
“Just call me Jaejoong,”
And shortened, “Jae?”
“What is it, Yun?”
Then with the extra suffix, “Joongie…”
“Yunnie?”
Sometimes with the teasing tone, “Alright Jaejoong-hyung,”
“Roger that, leader-sshi!”
Not to mention the silly band-family stuff, “hey umma-ya, where are you?”
“Right here, appa-ya…”
But you both enjoy using and to be called by them. And whenever it’s just the two of you, he would lean closer to your ear and whisper your favorite of them all, his one and only “…BooJae…”
it started with borrowing stuffs
.. and ends with sharing everything you both have.
Firstly it was just some unimportant things, like beanies, earphones, or accessories like necklaces and rings. Then it turns to bigger stuffs like clothes, pants, jackets, and sorts. Moreover, it becomes bottles of water and portion of foods. But neither of you seemed to mind, after all, it’s what boys do, right? Sharing everything they have and eventually return them to the rightful owner if the stuffs aren’t forgotten.
But all your theories falls as you realizes that he had borrowed, no, took something very important to you, and that thing wouldn’t be back to you ever again unless he decides to break it into pieces; your heart.
Still, one of the good things about sharing is that you can always get something as an exchange for lending your things to others. And just like you expected before, he offers you his heart for you to take care, just like the way he treats yours.
Right in that moment, you know that you made the right decision letting him took yours.
it started with a simple friendship
.. and it ends with a serious relationship.
Just like you never think that the four unknown younger boys who got paired with you in a group so called ‘Rising Gods of the East’ can be your closest brothers like now, you never dream, or even dare to hope, that someday your friendship with this particular guy by the name of ‘Jung Yunho’ could develop into something more serious.
You think your adoration is only reflecting his charms, and your jealousy is only because he’s the first, closest, and only friend you have in this glamorous yet lonely world of entertainment. But as time moves on, you realizes there’s something more than just admiration and something stronger than just a mere friendship jealousy.
You want to tell him something about that, but you are too scared that he’d go away, that he’d pull himself from you and start creating distance between you and him if you told him your feeling, so all you could do is only keeping it to yourself. Until one day, when you couldn’t take it anymore, you tell him everything, from the beginning to that time, from how you always gaze upon him at day and dream of him at night. And just like so many times before, he manages to surprise you by pulling you into his arm and whisperes sweet, sweet words of love into your ears.
Since that time, you know something has changed.
it started with an accidental try
.. and it ends as your special discovery.
On one rainy day you ask him to accompany you to sit near the window, watching every single drop of rain as it falls to your almost crystal clear apartment window. He, of course, being the rational and sensible one of the group, declines your wish and prefers to do something more important like sleeping, playing some stupid, (yes it’s what exactly you thought of it), games, or just visiting those beloved fan-made websites of his.
You, being a habit, curl your lips into a pout and throw away your face from him, sulking. And unexpectedly, you could feel a pair of arms snake into your waist and the next thing you know, you spend the whole afternoon in his warm embrace.
Yes, you've tried some other times just to prove your curiosity, and it turns out that you and your cute attitude are all his weaknesses.
it started with an uneasy-ness
.. and ends with a deadly glare or even mental bitching.
Whenever a person, no matter a guy or a girl, your senior or your junior, a fan you don’t know or a friend you’re close to, hell even your own dongsaengs, stands too close to him, an anger would starts building itself inside of you. You don’t know why but you just could never stand anyone being too close to him, at least when you’re around, and you are around for almost 24/7. You know you aren’t supposed to be so… qhat was that word again? Oh yeah, possessive, over him, since the fact that both of you are public figures and it’s your job to keep your fans happy. But still, that little voice inside your head just can’t stop talking and your mind seems to be already set to create mental images of how you would torture those who come in contact with him.
Yet, unfortunately he's always able to sense your anger just in time before it explodes, and somehow cools down your heated mind and calms your gripped-hard knuckles that itch to show that someone a piece of your mind.
Come to think of it, maybe you should’ve agreed when he asked you if he could put some sign of ‘property of Kim Jaejoong’ somewhere in him.
it started with the oh-so-famous fan service
.. and it ends to be the only way for both of you to express your feeling in public.
“Fan service?”
You can still remember how your tone sounded, and how hard you tried to hide your excitement, although your manager doesn’t seem to have any clue about you. At the end of the day you thanked the god and keep blessing whoever first created that term. And the next few days pass with you happily doing what they call ‘things to make the fans happy’.
One time you notice that he starts doing the 'service' although both of you are in the backstage with practically no fan-cam or even a camera shooting any of you. And the fact that the service grows into more serious touches after a particular event…
To end this one, now the two of you could enjoy being touchy with each other, neither backstage nor onstage, and you could always mutter those golden two-words of yours to whoever asks you both why you’re doing those things.
Yes, fan-service is a blessing.
it started with a friendly-meaning and rarely spoken ‘saranghae yo’
.. but now you find it’s quite frequent saying those words.
Whether it was just a low whisper or said in-between your songs, shouted out loud, (when only you both around of course), or inserted just like the script said.
Especially in countries likes yours, where the words can be heard occasionally, and feelings of care can be stated easily, like making those heart-like arm shapes.
‘Saranghae’, ‘aishiteru’, ‘I love you’, no matter what language you're using, the meaning is always the same; how you feel to each other. And no matter who or where you’re facing when you slip those words from your lips, each would already know to whom it belongs to.
it started with a promise for eternity
.. and it ends with… wait, it hasn’t ended yet, or at least it’s what you're hoping for.
Because you know better than anyone that every beginning will has its end and every start line will have its finish line, so basically all the happiness that you have now will eventually ends, just like what you’ve been through. But he somehow manages to assure you that everything will be alright, that nothing would ever change, from your special position in his heart to his goofy attitudes which he only shows to you; the way how he treats you to the fact that even though all those celebrity highlights ends, he would still be your number one fan.
“And just like how I know the sun will rise tomorrow morning, I’m sure that nothing, nothing could ever take me away from you. Even if you chase me away, I will keep standing beside you, although I would have made myself unnoticeable, just to make sure everything’s okay and to protect you from behind.”
“Promise?” You pull your head from his shoulder to search for something in his eyes, and find more than just deep stares. He reaches for your hand and grasps it, before nodding slowly and pulls you back to his embrace.
And from that moment you know, how glad you are having it started with the simplest things, and somehow it ends to be… Just like now…
You tug harder on his shirt, as if to get more power from it. If nothing’s eternal, then you would try to make this moments as perfect as you can. No one could guarantee what tomorrow would turn up like, even the famous I-know-what-will-happen-and-I’m-positive-about-it Jung Yunho, but for now, you think you would just enjoy what you have.
originally posted here.