CHAPTERED | Kiss the Baby Sky Chapter 2
Kiss the Baby Sky
pg-13 | au, angst, fluff | chaptered
aitakutemo beta-ed by the_ladder
"all the dreams and hopes made of your eyes..." -jung yunho, a 12-year-old boy who's only living with his 8-year-old little brother, jung jaejoong. after their parents died, they lived in the big mansion with all the riches they inherited, and learning to accept the truth and face their upcoming life on their own. they managed to survive of course, having each other by their side. but the problem doesn’t stop there. first, they had to face the fact that they would get kicked out their house and get adopted. and if that's not enough, one of them finally realizes there's something more than just brotherly love between them.
warning: incest
Chapter Two
Oh shit, I fell asleep. I groan at my stupidity and sit up without knowing Jaejoong was eyeing me with confused eyes from the beginning.
“Hyung? What’s wrong?”
I shake my head, “Nothing, Joongie, nothing…”
“Huu…” his voice trails out as he gazes blankly at the ceiling, still with his mouth wide open. I touch his soft chin and he looks back to me, still confused, but finally giving me his attention.
“You must be hungry, right? Let’s eat something! I’m sure Aunt Hyo Hee has cooked something delicious!” I say as I stand up and stretch, yawnnn, what time is it now?
“Hyung…” Jaejoong’s eyes are still locked on me. I bend my head and respond to him with a ‘huh?’
“I want to play horsey… will you carry me?” the little boy stretches out his hand towards me.
“Joongie, let’s eat first, then we’ll play.”
“But… I want to…”
There, he starts it again, see? How powerless I am?
“Hhh, alright, but promise if you get on my back, then you will have to finish your meal, how about that?”
He pouts and I feel like pulling him into a big hug.
“Deal, Joongie?”
His pout hardens, and I know this kind of thing won’t end unless one of us finally gives in.
Oh no, not this time.
“Oh well,” I turn on my feet, pretending to leave, “I guess I just have to eat alone then. Hmm, I’m sure I remember Auntie Hyo Hee said something about pudding for dessert, and if my,” I emphasize the word, “little dongsaeng doesn’t want to eat, I’ll eat his pudding as well!”
I know my trick works because Jaejoong quickly stands up -almost jumping up- and thrusts out his right hand to me, which I pretend to stare questioningly.
“But not the veggies, ‘kay, hyung?”
I shake my head again, “Joongie, you know you should eat your vegetables.” Ugh, I sound so much like those oldies, what’s happening to me?
“But they are icky and… and bitter!” my one and only little brother is still trying to defend his decision, and I just want to laugh after seeing how he acts; pout and nod and shake head and pout and beg.
“I will eat up all my rice, really!”
I smirk, “five bites?”
“one bite.”
“three bites?”
“one and half?”
“deal’s off.” I start walking away but he pulls my arm.
“two and half?”
Oh no, not the pleading eyes! I need anything! Anything to help me!
“Fine, now get on my back!” I turn around and give him my back. god, the things he does to me…
As soon as I turn, Jaejoong quickly puts his small hands on my shoulder and hop onto my back. I can feel those tiny fingers gripping my shoulder. Tickles!
“Ready?”
I can feel him nod.
For some reason I don’t know, I just laugh, and run to the door with a “wheee!!”
“Open up.”
I shake my head.
“Come on, Joongie, you promised.”
Hyung and I have been sitting in the dining room for one hour. I can see the determination in his eyes, but why can’t he see that I just don’t like this green thing?
“I don’t want that, hyung…” I try to explain again, “it’s so… sour…” I scrunch my face to make him believe me.
Yunho-hyung sighs. I think he is going to give up, but instead he takes one stem of spinach and eats it in front of me.
“See? It’s not that icky, it’s delicious and healthy!”
But I don’t actually catch what he says, I am too focused on his hand, how he shoves it to his mouth…
I didn’t know I was until hyung suddenly shoves a stem into my open mouth. Huh, I was caught off guard.
“Hyung!” I quickly protest as soon as I’m able to swallow the green horror. My Yunho-hyung is now smirking.
“See? It’s not that bad.”
Well, hyung is right, it’s not that bad, but…
I shoot him a glare and he frowns.
“What is it now?”
“Pffttt…” I cross my arms in front of my chest and curl my lips into a pout. I hate him when he does that. Yunho-hyung’s frown changes into a smile and he pats my head.
“One more bite and we’re going to play, okay?” he asks with sweet tones. I just look back at him, glaring as sharply as I can. But hyung only shakes his head, and takes one spoon of the veggies and shake it in front of my mouth.
“Come on, open up… the plane is shaking and it needs a place to land… Port Joongie? Calling Port Joongie! Can we land on you?” he continues to shake the wobbling veggie, and like it has a will of its own, the corner of my lips curved up. My hyung is so funny.
“Come on, we’re going to lose our fuel anytime now! Heeeelp! Heeeelp!” and he makes those bum bum sounds and more and before I know it, I laugh and close my eyes, signaling him to put it there, and he does: he put the veggies into my mouth. I munch on them and swallow them as quickly as I can, then I open my eyes again.
“That’s my Jaejoongie!” he says as he wipes the corner of my mouth, “so then, what do you want to play? Wait, how about puzzle games? Video games? No, wait again, soccer?”
“Hyung, I want to go outside…”
He just looks at me, and smiles, “bicycle then.”
I take my bicycle out from the garage. It is just a simple type, nothing much, plus a baby seat in the back. I asked Uncle Minwoo to put it there in case Jaejoong wants to ride with me, and ever since then, whenever I go out with my bicycle, Joongie would always come along after somehow making me accept his wishes.
“Joongie? Are you ready?”
My little angel comes down from the stairs, and I can’t help but wince whenever those little feet takes a step. I’m so afraid that he might fall down and hurt himself. After what seems like forever, he finally steps safely on the ground. I sigh before bringing the bicycle closer to him.
“Uh, hyung, where are we going?”
“I don’t know, you decide! After all, you’re the one who wants to go outside,” I answer him as I pick him up and sit him in the back seat. He puts his little finger under his chin, probably thinking about something, before tilting his head.
“The park?”
“Okay then,” I nod and drag the bicycle to our front gate, where Uncle Minwoo is waiting for us.
“So, where are you going to on such nice day?”
My Jaejoongie smiles and taps my shoulder. “Hyung is taking me to the park!”
“Oh, I see…” the older man smiles back to my little brother and then he turns to me, “remember to get home before dark, okay?”
I nod, “yes, Uncle Minwoo,” I wait for him to open the door before I hop onto the seat and start peddling the bicycle. In just a few moments, Jaejoong already stretches his hand to the side.
“Joongie, don’t stretch your hand like that,” I use my warning tone, “you could fall or worse; something might hit you!”
“But it’s fun, hyung!” The little brat still won’t listen… geez, it’s not like he ever did listen to me in the first place, why can’t he understand that a car might hit his hands or he could lose his balance and fall? And then I would be the one taking care of him!
“Joongie,” I inhale and exhale slowly. “If you’re not going to hold on, I’m turning back to the house.”
I can hear him growl and then I feel a pair of hands on my waist, followed by something heavy; he must be leaning on my back now.
“Hyung…” he whispers, “don’t ever, ever! Ever leave me alone, okay?” and he tightens his grip.
I let out a deep breath. What has this little guy done to me? At one moment he can make me feel so pissed and angry, and yet somehow in the next second, he can make me want to hug him so badly.
“Hyung?”
“I promise, Joongie.”
And I can feel his head on my upper back.
“Yunho-hyung?”
I turn my head and see my little brother standing in the doorway, already in his pajamas.
“Can I sleep with you?”
Does he really have to ask again?
I use my hand to signal him to come closer and he does. He walks to me and looks up, “I’m scared, hyung…” his eyes are filled with tears now, and I hold my breath. Don’t cry again, I hate seeing you cry…
“Jae... of course you can sleep with me, who said otherwise?” but he looks down again so I add, “I’ll kick their butts for you!”
There, my sunshine is smiling again, he looks back at me and shakes his head. I pat his soft raven hair and bring him closer to me. “hey, that’s more like it… now you just go to sleep while I take a bath, okay?”
He nods again, “okay, hyung,” and crawls into my bed. He slips himself beneath the blanket and pulls Bambi to his side, already trying to sleep. “nighty, hyung,” he added.
“Sweet dreams, Jae,” I say and walk to the bathroom. When I’m back, he has already fallen asleep, so that means I won’t have anything much to do, so I might as well just go to sleep early this night. I wear my pajamas and follow him to the bed.
For some minutes, I keep staring at him, looking at his angelic figure, which is sleeping so peacefully. I touch his nose teasingly and he scrunches up his face a bit before turning back to a calm state. I smile and continue to examine his sleeping posture. I look at his closed eyes and the song flies swiftly to my mind.
All the dreams and hopes made of your eyes…
I let out a yawn and decide to close my eyes.
“Tomorrow, certainly the sky will clear up, just like you are here with me…” I whisper the closing part before finally giving up to the oblivion.
If only I knew that in the next day, the rain would come and wipe out that clear sky…
originally posted here.
pg-13 | au, angst, fluff | chaptered
aitakutemo beta-ed by the_ladder
"all the dreams and hopes made of your eyes..." -jung yunho, a 12-year-old boy who's only living with his 8-year-old little brother, jung jaejoong. after their parents died, they lived in the big mansion with all the riches they inherited, and learning to accept the truth and face their upcoming life on their own. they managed to survive of course, having each other by their side. but the problem doesn’t stop there. first, they had to face the fact that they would get kicked out their house and get adopted. and if that's not enough, one of them finally realizes there's something more than just brotherly love between them.
warning: incest
Chapter Two
Oh shit, I fell asleep. I groan at my stupidity and sit up without knowing Jaejoong was eyeing me with confused eyes from the beginning.
“Hyung? What’s wrong?”
I shake my head, “Nothing, Joongie, nothing…”
“Huu…” his voice trails out as he gazes blankly at the ceiling, still with his mouth wide open. I touch his soft chin and he looks back to me, still confused, but finally giving me his attention.
“You must be hungry, right? Let’s eat something! I’m sure Aunt Hyo Hee has cooked something delicious!” I say as I stand up and stretch, yawnnn, what time is it now?
“Hyung…” Jaejoong’s eyes are still locked on me. I bend my head and respond to him with a ‘huh?’
“I want to play horsey… will you carry me?” the little boy stretches out his hand towards me.
“Joongie, let’s eat first, then we’ll play.”
“But… I want to…”
There, he starts it again, see? How powerless I am?
“Hhh, alright, but promise if you get on my back, then you will have to finish your meal, how about that?”
He pouts and I feel like pulling him into a big hug.
“Deal, Joongie?”
His pout hardens, and I know this kind of thing won’t end unless one of us finally gives in.
Oh no, not this time.
“Oh well,” I turn on my feet, pretending to leave, “I guess I just have to eat alone then. Hmm, I’m sure I remember Auntie Hyo Hee said something about pudding for dessert, and if my,” I emphasize the word, “little dongsaeng doesn’t want to eat, I’ll eat his pudding as well!”
I know my trick works because Jaejoong quickly stands up -almost jumping up- and thrusts out his right hand to me, which I pretend to stare questioningly.
“But not the veggies, ‘kay, hyung?”
I shake my head again, “Joongie, you know you should eat your vegetables.” Ugh, I sound so much like those oldies, what’s happening to me?
“But they are icky and… and bitter!” my one and only little brother is still trying to defend his decision, and I just want to laugh after seeing how he acts; pout and nod and shake head and pout and beg.
“I will eat up all my rice, really!”
I smirk, “five bites?”
“one bite.”
“three bites?”
“one and half?”
“deal’s off.” I start walking away but he pulls my arm.
“two and half?”
Oh no, not the pleading eyes! I need anything! Anything to help me!
“Fine, now get on my back!” I turn around and give him my back. god, the things he does to me…
As soon as I turn, Jaejoong quickly puts his small hands on my shoulder and hop onto my back. I can feel those tiny fingers gripping my shoulder. Tickles!
“Ready?”
I can feel him nod.
For some reason I don’t know, I just laugh, and run to the door with a “wheee!!”
“Open up.”
I shake my head.
“Come on, Joongie, you promised.”
Hyung and I have been sitting in the dining room for one hour. I can see the determination in his eyes, but why can’t he see that I just don’t like this green thing?
“I don’t want that, hyung…” I try to explain again, “it’s so… sour…” I scrunch my face to make him believe me.
Yunho-hyung sighs. I think he is going to give up, but instead he takes one stem of spinach and eats it in front of me.
“See? It’s not that icky, it’s delicious and healthy!”
But I don’t actually catch what he says, I am too focused on his hand, how he shoves it to his mouth…
I didn’t know I was until hyung suddenly shoves a stem into my open mouth. Huh, I was caught off guard.
“Hyung!” I quickly protest as soon as I’m able to swallow the green horror. My Yunho-hyung is now smirking.
“See? It’s not that bad.”
Well, hyung is right, it’s not that bad, but…
I shoot him a glare and he frowns.
“What is it now?”
“Pffttt…” I cross my arms in front of my chest and curl my lips into a pout. I hate him when he does that. Yunho-hyung’s frown changes into a smile and he pats my head.
“One more bite and we’re going to play, okay?” he asks with sweet tones. I just look back at him, glaring as sharply as I can. But hyung only shakes his head, and takes one spoon of the veggies and shake it in front of my mouth.
“Come on, open up… the plane is shaking and it needs a place to land… Port Joongie? Calling Port Joongie! Can we land on you?” he continues to shake the wobbling veggie, and like it has a will of its own, the corner of my lips curved up. My hyung is so funny.
“Come on, we’re going to lose our fuel anytime now! Heeeelp! Heeeelp!” and he makes those bum bum sounds and more and before I know it, I laugh and close my eyes, signaling him to put it there, and he does: he put the veggies into my mouth. I munch on them and swallow them as quickly as I can, then I open my eyes again.
“That’s my Jaejoongie!” he says as he wipes the corner of my mouth, “so then, what do you want to play? Wait, how about puzzle games? Video games? No, wait again, soccer?”
“Hyung, I want to go outside…”
He just looks at me, and smiles, “bicycle then.”
I take my bicycle out from the garage. It is just a simple type, nothing much, plus a baby seat in the back. I asked Uncle Minwoo to put it there in case Jaejoong wants to ride with me, and ever since then, whenever I go out with my bicycle, Joongie would always come along after somehow making me accept his wishes.
“Joongie? Are you ready?”
My little angel comes down from the stairs, and I can’t help but wince whenever those little feet takes a step. I’m so afraid that he might fall down and hurt himself. After what seems like forever, he finally steps safely on the ground. I sigh before bringing the bicycle closer to him.
“Uh, hyung, where are we going?”
“I don’t know, you decide! After all, you’re the one who wants to go outside,” I answer him as I pick him up and sit him in the back seat. He puts his little finger under his chin, probably thinking about something, before tilting his head.
“The park?”
“Okay then,” I nod and drag the bicycle to our front gate, where Uncle Minwoo is waiting for us.
“So, where are you going to on such nice day?”
My Jaejoongie smiles and taps my shoulder. “Hyung is taking me to the park!”
“Oh, I see…” the older man smiles back to my little brother and then he turns to me, “remember to get home before dark, okay?”
I nod, “yes, Uncle Minwoo,” I wait for him to open the door before I hop onto the seat and start peddling the bicycle. In just a few moments, Jaejoong already stretches his hand to the side.
“Joongie, don’t stretch your hand like that,” I use my warning tone, “you could fall or worse; something might hit you!”
“But it’s fun, hyung!” The little brat still won’t listen… geez, it’s not like he ever did listen to me in the first place, why can’t he understand that a car might hit his hands or he could lose his balance and fall? And then I would be the one taking care of him!
“Joongie,” I inhale and exhale slowly. “If you’re not going to hold on, I’m turning back to the house.”
I can hear him growl and then I feel a pair of hands on my waist, followed by something heavy; he must be leaning on my back now.
“Hyung…” he whispers, “don’t ever, ever! Ever leave me alone, okay?” and he tightens his grip.
I let out a deep breath. What has this little guy done to me? At one moment he can make me feel so pissed and angry, and yet somehow in the next second, he can make me want to hug him so badly.
“Hyung?”
“I promise, Joongie.”
And I can feel his head on my upper back.
“Yunho-hyung?”
I turn my head and see my little brother standing in the doorway, already in his pajamas.
“Can I sleep with you?”
Does he really have to ask again?
I use my hand to signal him to come closer and he does. He walks to me and looks up, “I’m scared, hyung…” his eyes are filled with tears now, and I hold my breath. Don’t cry again, I hate seeing you cry…
“Jae... of course you can sleep with me, who said otherwise?” but he looks down again so I add, “I’ll kick their butts for you!”
There, my sunshine is smiling again, he looks back at me and shakes his head. I pat his soft raven hair and bring him closer to me. “hey, that’s more like it… now you just go to sleep while I take a bath, okay?”
He nods again, “okay, hyung,” and crawls into my bed. He slips himself beneath the blanket and pulls Bambi to his side, already trying to sleep. “nighty, hyung,” he added.
“Sweet dreams, Jae,” I say and walk to the bathroom. When I’m back, he has already fallen asleep, so that means I won’t have anything much to do, so I might as well just go to sleep early this night. I wear my pajamas and follow him to the bed.
For some minutes, I keep staring at him, looking at his angelic figure, which is sleeping so peacefully. I touch his nose teasingly and he scrunches up his face a bit before turning back to a calm state. I smile and continue to examine his sleeping posture. I look at his closed eyes and the song flies swiftly to my mind.
All the dreams and hopes made of your eyes…
I let out a yawn and decide to close my eyes.
“Tomorrow, certainly the sky will clear up, just like you are here with me…” I whisper the closing part before finally giving up to the oblivion.
If only I knew that in the next day, the rain would come and wipe out that clear sky…
originally posted here.