Love's Sorrow Chapter 8
Title: Love's Sorrow
Author: aoi_jihyo
Length: 08/20
Pairing: Yoosu, Jaechun (slight)
Genre: Angst/Smut/Romance
Rating: R
Warning: Probable m-preg
Summary: Junsu was aware that the man was his brother-in-law. Yoochun wasn't his and he knew it. But Junsu's darkest side still wanted him, it desired him. It was a question of pride, wasn't it?
Wasn’t it?
Yoochun was home really early that day. Jaejoong was really happy so he decided to have some fun with his husband.
The older man took Yoochun to their bedroom talking with excitement about the things he bought from the shop. Yoochun on the other hand thought that using those things was somehow weird, but he couldn’t just tell Jaejoong that.
That was the way the two guys ended up on the bed breathing unsteady. Jaejoong smiled, he felt really good, and it was like the sex they used to have before they moved to Korea.
Yoochun on the other hand had his eyes closed. He was having one of those moments where he couldn’t help but compare Jaejoong and Junsu.
It was hard not to do it. Jaejoong was… he was just too shy. He wasn’t saying that the sex was bad, because it wasn’t. But having sex with Junsu was a more pleasurable feeling. Junsu was brave, he was straight forward and really determine.
But the feeling was probably just that, the desired he couldn’t keep on hiding, towards Junsu’s body.
Yes, it was just that.
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Junsu looked at the beautiful crimson red running down his arm. He remembered those days back in middle school when he used to do that, cutting his wrist. Back then it was no more than a game, everyone used to do it and he was curious about it. But now… it seemed clearer. He loved the feeling it gave him, it wasn’t pleasurable, it actually hurt, but he could feel how his stress would simply go away.
He was aware that it was a stupid way to cope with things but… he just couldn’t help it.
It had been years since the last time he did it and it felt so good, so good and so painful.
With reluctant self he began to clean the blood that was now drying out on his arm. He tried to do a small cut, just something to help him let it all out.
Just go away, he repeated to himself.
Just…
He didn’t remember how much he slept after that.
Junsu was having breakfast with Younjae that morning. He had invited the older boy because he was feeling somehow lonely. Yoochun wasn’t calling him and that was really making him upset. He was mad at Younjae because of their conversation from the last day, but he decided that if he wanted to keep on with his lie about the new boyfriend, he needed him.
“I really thought you were not going to call me after what happened.”
Junsu chuckled. “That would have been a little bit childish from my part. You were right, but that doesn’t mean that you have the right to come and tell me of what I felt and how I’m feeling, I know that pretty good.”
“Yes, I’m sorry, I should have known better.”
The doorbell rang. Junsu stood up to get the door while Youngjae sat on his chair in the dining room.
“Oh! Junho, what are you doing here?”
The tallest man smiled and made his way in. “I came to the conclusion that if I didn’t come then you were not going to call me nor invite me. It had been like three weeks since the last time we saw each other.”
“I know and I’m really sorry. I have been really busy.”
“Yeah, whatever, now cook something for… oh,” Junho pointed at the boy sitting on the chair. “What are you doing here?”
Youngjae stood up and smiled politely. “Good morning, Junho sunbae-nim, I’m visiting…”
“He is my boyfriend and he has the right to come visit me any time he wants, hyung.”
“Wait, what? Your boyfriend? What the hell are you people talking about? Since when?”
“It hasn’t been so long, hyung, that’s why I didn’t have time to tell you.”
Junho nodded. He was smart and he smelled something fishy in all the issue. “Ok, whatever, now give me food,” he said ignoring his thoughts and sitting next to Youngjae.
“I told you I’m with my boyfriend, you need to leave,” said Junsu angrily.
“Why? Am I interrupting something important? Were you guys about to do naughty stuff?”
Junsu blushed. He hated to talk about those kinds of things. “No! Just go.”
Junho simply ignored the boy; he stood up, went to the kitchen and put some food on his plate.
He ate his food, or more like Junsu’s food, really fast. He was not going to deny that his friend’s cooking was getting better, not as good as Jaejoong’s if you ask him.
Junho was really close to the Kims, he wasn’t really like by Mrs. and Mr. Kim, but Jaejoong and Yoochun were really found of him. There were sometimes that he was invited to the main house to have lunch with them so somehow he felt part of the family.
When the older man was gone, Junsu finally sat on the chair tired of shouting at the guy because he couldn’t stop talking about unnecessary stuff.
“I’m sorry about that,” he said looking at Youngjae.
The boy smiled. “That’s fine. You two look pretty close, are you…?”
“What?”
Youngjae blushed a little bit embarrassed. “Sorry, is just that I remember you guys always being together since long time ago. Is hard not to think that there is something going on in between you two.”
“Well, there is nothing going in between us. He is an idiot anyways, and I don’t date idiots.”
“I guess that means that I’m not an idiot. Thanks,” laughed the boy.
“Whatever. Come…”
Junsu took Youngjae’s hand directing him towards the living room.
Youngjae felt a little bit weird doing those things to Junsu. The latter was resting on the couch with his shirt lifted exposing his chest.
“Ah~,” he moaned. “Make some on my belly, just don’t touch too much.”
Youngjae felt like a pervert, but he couldn’t say no to Junsu. Touching the boy’s body was one of his biggest dreams, he couldn’t understand the reason of why Junsu was asking him to make hickeys over his body, but he was not going to complain.
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As days passed by Junsu decided that Yoochun was not going to get rid of him so easily. And that’s why almost every day he would be in Yoochun’s office entertaining the man. Not only that but he also call him really often to his apartment. He needed Yoochun.
Junsu and Yoochun were resting over the largest sofa. They were really tired, but at least they were happy. Yoochun was not going to deny it, good sex was… good.
The youngest boy’s head was resting over Yoochun’s chest. He had his arms around Yoochun’s body holding the man as tight as he could. Was it possible to be more selfish than before? Well, thanks to Yoochun it seems that it actually was.
“You should go already,” said Yoochun quietly.
Junsu simply ignored him. He was tired and his eyes were about to close. He let the tiredness take over him, and closed his eyes.
Yoochun just gave up. He didn’t feel like fighting at the moment, he was also really tired.
He decided to just lay back and rest. Turning his head to look at Junsu, the man felt so… bewitched. Junsu was, he was so beautiful and… innocent looking. It was really hard to think that this boy was actually the one doing all of this, it was almost impossible to believe it. There were times when he wondered if he would have fell in love with Junsu if they have met before Jaejoong and he met. Maybe he would have.
But that’s something he could only guess.
Junsu was confusing him. Finding those marks on Junsu’s body once again brought him a feeling of jealousy he couldn’t control.
But there was no way he was going to make a scene. That would be like giving up to Junsu, the spoiled brat.
And it was just like that how minutes before the world came down over Jaejoong’s shoulders.
His heart was beating faster by the moment. Those sounds...He couldn’t even finish his sentence because there was no need, it was obvious what those sounds were, but he wanted to know if it was the truth, he didn’t really wanted to discover them, his head was a mess, it was so confusing.
With trembling hands the shaking man placed his hands over the knob; he inhaled and quietly opened the door
The view was… he could only see his husband’s back and the boy’s legs griped around his waist. There was sweat all over their bodies. Yoochun was moving so fast and hard, trusting inside the boy’s hole with great passion. It was at that moment that all the sounds are noises simply disappeared to his ears.
He just couldn’t find himself to move and get inside there, to yell and shout at Yoochun for cheating on him and to take that boy by the hair and pull him out of his company, away from his husband. He couldn’t do any of those things. All of this, it meant that his family would be broken, right? It meant that he was not going to have Yoochun’s children and that they would have to divorce. He didn’t want to divorce Yoochun; he was in love with Yoochun.
Yeah, those were probably the reasons why he decided not to go inside of that room. Maybe that’s why he decided to simply walked out of the place and into his own office.
He didn’t know how, but he would make things turn out better, he would do something so Yoochun wouldn’t feel the need to find someone else, and so they would be happy.
Yeah, everything was going to turn out fine.
With those thoughts in his mind Jaejoong continued to work trying to read some documents, he really tried, but the tears were making the action impossible. The scene was coming back, the moans were all coming back to his mind and he couldn’t help but to shake.
Yoochun was never like that to him, Jaejoong thought as he leaned his head on the desk. The way he was making… having sex with the boy was so different; there were so many things going on that he couldn’t explain it. There was passion and roughness but there was also some delicacy he couldn’t help but notice.
He wanted to see the boy’s face. He really wanted to know who he was and understand why? Why Yoochun would choose him instead of him? What was so special about him that Yoochun was attracted to him? He probably was just a slut. No, Yoochun wasn’t like that, he wouldn’t just fuck with a whore because he felt like it, he just… he just wasn’t like that.
But then why?
Why?
Why?
Why?
He didn’t stop asking that question even though his forehead was already bleeding from banging it against his desk. He just couldn’t stop.
The pain didn’t feel real, it was too overwhelming that it just didn’t feel real.
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That night was painfully quiet. Jaejoong sat across the table looking at his untouched food. Yoochun was hungry, but for some reason he couldn’t get himself to eat the delicious food in front of him.
The beautiful man kept looking at nothing thinking about the event of that afternoon. He was depressed and there was no doubt about that, He was confused as to how he was supposed to react, so he simply decided not to react at all. Things were going to get better and he will probably just go back to his old self. Yes, he was sure of that.
Jaejoong then lifted his head to look at Yoochun. He was hurt and mad at the man; he wanted to tell him, to shout at him that he already knew all the truth. But he couldn’t, he was too afraid to do that.
“Is there something wrong? You have been really quiet since I got home,” asked Yoochun with worry coming out of his voice.
Jaejoong frowned. “I was just thinking,” he said or more like he whispered
“May I know what about?”
“No, is a secret,” he paused. “Are you done? I want to take a shower right now.”
“Oh, yeah, I’m done,” lied Yoochun.
“Ok, you can just leave everything on the table, after I’m done with my bath I’ll come back.”
“Sure.”
Sure, repeated Yoochun in his mind as he watched Jaejoong walked away.
Something was terribly wrong and he knew it.
He really knew it.
Chapter 9
A/N: HEY!! I just wrote the chapter today, I'm sorry, I had lots of tests, and will have for next week also. OMG, SUN, Jaejoong already discovered them! Anyways, I'll try to edit the chapters some other day *wonder when* well, see you! JYJ's concert in Spain, even tho I'm not there I feel so excited ^^
Author: aoi_jihyo
Length: 08/20
Pairing: Yoosu, Jaechun (slight)
Genre: Angst/Smut/Romance
Rating: R
Warning: Probable m-preg
Summary: Junsu was aware that the man was his brother-in-law. Yoochun wasn't his and he knew it. But Junsu's darkest side still wanted him, it desired him. It was a question of pride, wasn't it?
Wasn’t it?
Yoochun was home really early that day. Jaejoong was really happy so he decided to have some fun with his husband.
The older man took Yoochun to their bedroom talking with excitement about the things he bought from the shop. Yoochun on the other hand thought that using those things was somehow weird, but he couldn’t just tell Jaejoong that.
That was the way the two guys ended up on the bed breathing unsteady. Jaejoong smiled, he felt really good, and it was like the sex they used to have before they moved to Korea.
Yoochun on the other hand had his eyes closed. He was having one of those moments where he couldn’t help but compare Jaejoong and Junsu.
It was hard not to do it. Jaejoong was… he was just too shy. He wasn’t saying that the sex was bad, because it wasn’t. But having sex with Junsu was a more pleasurable feeling. Junsu was brave, he was straight forward and really determine.
But the feeling was probably just that, the desired he couldn’t keep on hiding, towards Junsu’s body.
Yes, it was just that.
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Junsu looked at the beautiful crimson red running down his arm. He remembered those days back in middle school when he used to do that, cutting his wrist. Back then it was no more than a game, everyone used to do it and he was curious about it. But now… it seemed clearer. He loved the feeling it gave him, it wasn’t pleasurable, it actually hurt, but he could feel how his stress would simply go away.
He was aware that it was a stupid way to cope with things but… he just couldn’t help it.
It had been years since the last time he did it and it felt so good, so good and so painful.
With reluctant self he began to clean the blood that was now drying out on his arm. He tried to do a small cut, just something to help him let it all out.
Just go away, he repeated to himself.
Just…
He didn’t remember how much he slept after that.
Junsu was having breakfast with Younjae that morning. He had invited the older boy because he was feeling somehow lonely. Yoochun wasn’t calling him and that was really making him upset. He was mad at Younjae because of their conversation from the last day, but he decided that if he wanted to keep on with his lie about the new boyfriend, he needed him.
“I really thought you were not going to call me after what happened.”
Junsu chuckled. “That would have been a little bit childish from my part. You were right, but that doesn’t mean that you have the right to come and tell me of what I felt and how I’m feeling, I know that pretty good.”
“Yes, I’m sorry, I should have known better.”
The doorbell rang. Junsu stood up to get the door while Youngjae sat on his chair in the dining room.
“Oh! Junho, what are you doing here?”
The tallest man smiled and made his way in. “I came to the conclusion that if I didn’t come then you were not going to call me nor invite me. It had been like three weeks since the last time we saw each other.”
“I know and I’m really sorry. I have been really busy.”
“Yeah, whatever, now cook something for… oh,” Junho pointed at the boy sitting on the chair. “What are you doing here?”
Youngjae stood up and smiled politely. “Good morning, Junho sunbae-nim, I’m visiting…”
“He is my boyfriend and he has the right to come visit me any time he wants, hyung.”
“Wait, what? Your boyfriend? What the hell are you people talking about? Since when?”
“It hasn’t been so long, hyung, that’s why I didn’t have time to tell you.”
Junho nodded. He was smart and he smelled something fishy in all the issue. “Ok, whatever, now give me food,” he said ignoring his thoughts and sitting next to Youngjae.
“I told you I’m with my boyfriend, you need to leave,” said Junsu angrily.
“Why? Am I interrupting something important? Were you guys about to do naughty stuff?”
Junsu blushed. He hated to talk about those kinds of things. “No! Just go.”
Junho simply ignored the boy; he stood up, went to the kitchen and put some food on his plate.
He ate his food, or more like Junsu’s food, really fast. He was not going to deny that his friend’s cooking was getting better, not as good as Jaejoong’s if you ask him.
Junho was really close to the Kims, he wasn’t really like by Mrs. and Mr. Kim, but Jaejoong and Yoochun were really found of him. There were sometimes that he was invited to the main house to have lunch with them so somehow he felt part of the family.
When the older man was gone, Junsu finally sat on the chair tired of shouting at the guy because he couldn’t stop talking about unnecessary stuff.
“I’m sorry about that,” he said looking at Youngjae.
The boy smiled. “That’s fine. You two look pretty close, are you…?”
“What?”
Youngjae blushed a little bit embarrassed. “Sorry, is just that I remember you guys always being together since long time ago. Is hard not to think that there is something going on in between you two.”
“Well, there is nothing going in between us. He is an idiot anyways, and I don’t date idiots.”
“I guess that means that I’m not an idiot. Thanks,” laughed the boy.
“Whatever. Come…”
Junsu took Youngjae’s hand directing him towards the living room.
Youngjae felt a little bit weird doing those things to Junsu. The latter was resting on the couch with his shirt lifted exposing his chest.
“Ah~,” he moaned. “Make some on my belly, just don’t touch too much.”
Youngjae felt like a pervert, but he couldn’t say no to Junsu. Touching the boy’s body was one of his biggest dreams, he couldn’t understand the reason of why Junsu was asking him to make hickeys over his body, but he was not going to complain.
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As days passed by Junsu decided that Yoochun was not going to get rid of him so easily. And that’s why almost every day he would be in Yoochun’s office entertaining the man. Not only that but he also call him really often to his apartment. He needed Yoochun.
Junsu and Yoochun were resting over the largest sofa. They were really tired, but at least they were happy. Yoochun was not going to deny it, good sex was… good.
The youngest boy’s head was resting over Yoochun’s chest. He had his arms around Yoochun’s body holding the man as tight as he could. Was it possible to be more selfish than before? Well, thanks to Yoochun it seems that it actually was.
“You should go already,” said Yoochun quietly.
Junsu simply ignored him. He was tired and his eyes were about to close. He let the tiredness take over him, and closed his eyes.
Yoochun just gave up. He didn’t feel like fighting at the moment, he was also really tired.
He decided to just lay back and rest. Turning his head to look at Junsu, the man felt so… bewitched. Junsu was, he was so beautiful and… innocent looking. It was really hard to think that this boy was actually the one doing all of this, it was almost impossible to believe it. There were times when he wondered if he would have fell in love with Junsu if they have met before Jaejoong and he met. Maybe he would have.
But that’s something he could only guess.
Junsu was confusing him. Finding those marks on Junsu’s body once again brought him a feeling of jealousy he couldn’t control.
But there was no way he was going to make a scene. That would be like giving up to Junsu, the spoiled brat.
And it was just like that how minutes before the world came down over Jaejoong’s shoulders.
His heart was beating faster by the moment. Those sounds...He couldn’t even finish his sentence because there was no need, it was obvious what those sounds were, but he wanted to know if it was the truth, he didn’t really wanted to discover them, his head was a mess, it was so confusing.
With trembling hands the shaking man placed his hands over the knob; he inhaled and quietly opened the door
The view was… he could only see his husband’s back and the boy’s legs griped around his waist. There was sweat all over their bodies. Yoochun was moving so fast and hard, trusting inside the boy’s hole with great passion. It was at that moment that all the sounds are noises simply disappeared to his ears.
He just couldn’t find himself to move and get inside there, to yell and shout at Yoochun for cheating on him and to take that boy by the hair and pull him out of his company, away from his husband. He couldn’t do any of those things. All of this, it meant that his family would be broken, right? It meant that he was not going to have Yoochun’s children and that they would have to divorce. He didn’t want to divorce Yoochun; he was in love with Yoochun.
Yeah, those were probably the reasons why he decided not to go inside of that room. Maybe that’s why he decided to simply walked out of the place and into his own office.
He didn’t know how, but he would make things turn out better, he would do something so Yoochun wouldn’t feel the need to find someone else, and so they would be happy.
Yeah, everything was going to turn out fine.
With those thoughts in his mind Jaejoong continued to work trying to read some documents, he really tried, but the tears were making the action impossible. The scene was coming back, the moans were all coming back to his mind and he couldn’t help but to shake.
Yoochun was never like that to him, Jaejoong thought as he leaned his head on the desk. The way he was making… having sex with the boy was so different; there were so many things going on that he couldn’t explain it. There was passion and roughness but there was also some delicacy he couldn’t help but notice.
He wanted to see the boy’s face. He really wanted to know who he was and understand why? Why Yoochun would choose him instead of him? What was so special about him that Yoochun was attracted to him? He probably was just a slut. No, Yoochun wasn’t like that, he wouldn’t just fuck with a whore because he felt like it, he just… he just wasn’t like that.
But then why?
Why?
Why?
Why?
He didn’t stop asking that question even though his forehead was already bleeding from banging it against his desk. He just couldn’t stop.
The pain didn’t feel real, it was too overwhelming that it just didn’t feel real.
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That night was painfully quiet. Jaejoong sat across the table looking at his untouched food. Yoochun was hungry, but for some reason he couldn’t get himself to eat the delicious food in front of him.
The beautiful man kept looking at nothing thinking about the event of that afternoon. He was depressed and there was no doubt about that, He was confused as to how he was supposed to react, so he simply decided not to react at all. Things were going to get better and he will probably just go back to his old self. Yes, he was sure of that.
Jaejoong then lifted his head to look at Yoochun. He was hurt and mad at the man; he wanted to tell him, to shout at him that he already knew all the truth. But he couldn’t, he was too afraid to do that.
“Is there something wrong? You have been really quiet since I got home,” asked Yoochun with worry coming out of his voice.
Jaejoong frowned. “I was just thinking,” he said or more like he whispered
“May I know what about?”
“No, is a secret,” he paused. “Are you done? I want to take a shower right now.”
“Oh, yeah, I’m done,” lied Yoochun.
“Ok, you can just leave everything on the table, after I’m done with my bath I’ll come back.”
“Sure.”
Sure, repeated Yoochun in his mind as he watched Jaejoong walked away.
Something was terribly wrong and he knew it.
He really knew it.
Chapter 9
A/N: HEY!! I just wrote the chapter today, I'm sorry, I had lots of tests, and will have for next week also. OMG, SUN, Jaejoong already discovered them! Anyways, I'll try to edit the chapters some other day *wonder when* well, see you! JYJ's concert in Spain, even tho I'm not there I feel so excited ^^