Love's Sorrow Chapter 11
Title: Love's Sorrow
Author: aoi_jihyo
Beta: shine_xd
Length: 11/20
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?
It was already late; Jaejoong was coming back from the mall where his mother and he had bought some really pretty stuff to decorate the house because Christmas was coming just around the corner. He was really excited about the event, being with the family and having a good time. They really needed something like that.
There were people inside the house; Jaejoong noticed that immediately since there were two cups of tea on the tea table. And not only that, he knew it, it was that feeling of knowing where things were supposed to be and that someone had touched them. He wondered who it was, well, obviously it had to be his husband and other person, but he didn’t have any idea of who that person could be. Or where they were at this moment.
It was then that he was able to hear the sounds. Jaejoong tilted his head to the side wondering what those sounds were. It was hard to listen from there, so curiously the man walked upstairs.
It was when he was right in front of the door of Yoochun’s and his bedroom that his heart started to beat at an intense peace. He knew it; there was no reason to try to brush the fact away.
He was battling with himself at the moment. He wanted to get inside and make them know that he knew that they was there. But… again, that fear of losing Yoochun was killing him. He was just going to give a peak, he was just going to see the face of that person, of the guy that his husband was so attracted to, that person his husband had changed him for.
With that thought in mind, Jaejoong opened the door silently. He thought he was going to faint because there were so many emotions running through his body and mind.
There he was. His husband was kneeled down. The boy was lying on the bed so it was really hard to see his face once again. Jaejoong bit his lower lip thinking of how stupid he was for being there, seeing his husband doing another boy and still not going inside and kill them both. And things would have been the same like the last time, just if that hadn’t happen. But it did, he saw him.
Yoochun was lying on his back and now the other boy was on top of him, riding him. Jaejoong covered his month the moment that face became visible. He couldn’t believe it, it was just… it just couldn’t be truth.
“Chunnie! Ah~” moaned the boy in ecstasy. Both their eyes were closed, feeling the immense pleasure that their actions were provoking on them. They were close, that was obvious.
“Junsu,” groaned the older man.
Junsu? His brother?
The fact couldn’t register in his mind yet.
Jaejoong couldn’t think after that. He was too distracted with his brother’s face. He was there, on top of his husband, moaning and moving his hips at a fast peace. Feeling the pleasure that Jaejoong was suppose to feel.
Was Junsu Yoochun’s lover? All this time… all this time it was Junsu he was having sex with?
Jaejoong couldn’t breathe. There was something inside of him oppressing his lugs. He also didn’t notice how, or at what moment he did it.
“AH!”
Junsu shouted feeling a strong pain on his head. It was hard to think with the immense pain he was feeling at the moment. It didn’t take him so long to realize what was going on. Jaejoong was there. He was there holding his hair so strongly that Junsu thought it was going to come off his head.
He shouted in pain without stop. Yoochun had opened his eyes by then, but his body wouldn’t move. It was when Junsu was pulled out of his body that he could react. But it was too late.
Jaejoong was still holding Junsu’s hair, but this time the eldest man was walking downstairs. It was impressive how strong the man was. He was practically carrying Junsu by the hair. The youngest boy was feeling numb by the moment.
The desperation and lack of concentration made Jaejoong hurt Junsu more than he thought he could. Without thinking the eldest man had slap Junsu’s body against the wall countless of times already. He didn’t stop even when Junsu’s blood covered his hands.
Junsu had tried to push away Jaejoong’s hands from his hair, but Jaejoong took Junsu’s hands tightly between his. Junsu’s wound was still fresh, Jaejoong simply opened the wound Yoochun had been really angry about last time.
Junsu’s hair was able to rest when finally they reached the front door. But Jaejoong was still too angry that he ended up pushing Junsu hard against the concrete. There were immediate bruises over Junsu’s arms and legs.
With fury on his eyes, Jaejoong ran back inside and upstairs. He looked at Yoochun whom was already wearing his pants. He didn’t say anything. Without wasting time Jaejoong took Junsu’s cloths. Once he was at the front door again, he threw the cloths at Junsu slapping the door shut afterwards.
There weren’t many people home at that time since most people were working or at school. Junsu wore his cloths as fast as he could. He looked at the closed door. He was too numb to feel the pain. With feeling hand he began to slap his hands on the door, yelling so his brother would come out.
He was crying so much, he wanted to talk to Jaejoong; he didn’t want Jaejoong to hate him. But what could he say to his brother at this moment? That he was sorry for fucking with his husband? That he should forgive him?
Junsu didn’t need anyone to realize how selfish he was. That was something that he knew it pretty well.
With that thought in mind Junsu stood from the floor. He walked to his car that was parked a little bit far from the house.
He wanted to die.
Jaejoong kept crying without stop. He was too shocked to think about things. He mind was completely blank. He was so hurt his heart was so numb.
He wanted to die.
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Jaejoong cried too much that day that he ended up fainting. Yoochun put him on the guest’s bed so they boy could rest. He looked at him.
It was at this moment when all felt so real. He chuckled at the stupid thought. None of this could have happened if he had stopped Junsu since the beginning. Jaejoong wouldn’t be hurt, Junsu wouldn’t be hurt and he… he wouldn’t be such a jerk.
It was late that night when Jaejoong finally woke up. He looked at Yoochun’s worried face. The man had been there the whole day taking care of him. Maybe he was just feeling guilty, how hypocrite, thought Jaejoong.
“Jaejoong.” He didn’t have the courage to ask how he was feeling, that would totally be crossing the line.
Jaejoong looked at him without blinking. “Why?”
Yoochun looked down ashamed of himself. What was he suppose to tell Jaejoong? He didn’t know.
At the end Jaejoong had begged him to tell him the reasons; he wanted to know everything about it. Yoochun thought that after all that he had done that was the least he could do.
“So Junsu forced you?” Jaejoong looked at Yoochun’s eyes with his face full of dried tears.
Yoochun shook his head. “He did at first, but it wasn’t his entire fault. Jaejoong I could have stopped him since long time ago, but I didn’t. I know it sounds selfish but… I just couldn’t. He made me so confused, it all was my fault.”
But Jaejoong wasn’t listening now. He didn’t want to listen to any of Yoochun’s explanations anymore. Yoochun was his husband and he was forced by his brother to have a relationship with him.
Yoochun was going to act selfish once again. Jaejoong was forgiving him and he was not going to let this opportunity slip away. Although he admitted that he was not feeling well. His conscience wasn’t letting him rest.
Jaejoong stood up from the floor and walked to Yoochun. The other man couldn’t look at his spouse’s eyes, it was just too much.
It was not only the guilt for what he had done to Jaejoong that was killing him. Junsu was also suffering.
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Junsu walked inside his apartment complex. He had stopped bleeding some time ago after he adjusted his bandages. Just before leaving the car he fixed himself looking at some bruises on his face after being slapped against the wall.
“Mr. Kim,” Junsu looked at the man that had called his name.
“Yes?”
“We have to talk.”
Junsu nodded his head and walked to the man’s office. After the conversation he walked inside his apartment.
The boy took off all this cloths and left them on the floor inside his bedroom. He pulled the covers of his bed and got inside them. He lied on his bed without moving. He didn’t feel like moving at all, he just wanted to sleep.
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Next morning the pain didn’t go as he thought it would. He had been sleeping a long time and even though his body was already aching because of it he still couldn’t find himself to stand up and go on with his day.
He was so numb. Just too numb.
He didn’t know how to feel.
He was the only one to blame for the things that were happening now but, he couldn’t just take all the blame and forget about Yoochun. A sad smile appeared on his face, he was going crazy. This was supposed to be a wakeup call, but he didn’t want to wake up, he didn’t want to stop loving Yoochun.
His tears became to fall again. He didn’t want to feel this way. He saw how hurt Jaejoong was; he couldn’t just keep on hurting his brother like that. And now that was not the only problem, was Yoochun going to take him back? He didn’t have any more excuses to held Yoochun back.
He stood up from his bed with heavy steps. He needed to fix himself.
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By the moment, Jaejoong’s parents already knew about everything that had happened. They glared at Yoochun the whole time. Mr. Kim punched him a few times and Mrs. Kim slapped him too. They couldn’t believe what Jaejoong and he told them. He couldn’t believe that they had told him, but Jaejoong thought it was the best thing to do because they had the right to know.
Things were uncomfortable between Jaejoong and him. It was hard to talk to each other after what had happened. At least Jaejoong wasn’t crying anymore, but it was that what actually scared him. Jaejoong was smiling now; he was talking to him like if nothing had happened. It had been only three days since the events from the other day, it was impossible for Jaejoong to simply be so fresh and comfortable.
“Do you want to eat, honey?” asked Jaejoong with his beautiful smile. Yoochun looked at him from the living room.
“Why are you acting like this?” he asked really confused.
Jaejoong looked down but looked back the second after. “I don’t really know what I should do, so I decided to simply act like if nothing had happened. That way I won’t have to think if doing or saying something is appropriate or not. I know it might be weird and you might not like it, but I don’t know what to do.”
Yoochun nodded; he could understand what Jaejoong was trying to say. He smiled and walked towards Jaejoong. “I really don’t know what I did in my past life to have you as my wife. I don’t think there will be enough days in my life to ask for your forgiveness and thank you for being here with me after all the things that had happened.”
Jaejoong let himself be embraced by Yoochun’s arms. He was happy but there was still that something that was telling him that things were wrong. He simply shook it off.
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Yoochun sat inside his office that day. He was really nervous because he knew that sooner or later he was going to see Junsu. The whole weekend he was battling with himself about whether it was a good idea to call him or not. He needed to know how the boy was, but he just couldn’t call him like that. Jaejoong had only forgiven him and he couldn’t lose that thrust now.
It wasn’t till his secretary came running without knocking the door that he snapped out of his thoughts. The poor woman was panting and had a horrify look on his face.
“Mr. Park, there is a commotion downstairs; you have to come with me, please.”
There was desperation on her voice; Yoochun didn’t need to be told twice. He ran behind her and was surprise to discover that the woman was a pretty fast runner.
He thought things couldn’t go worse, guess he was wrong.
Chapter 12
A/N: Ok, so you must be asking yourselves, why didn't she update? how irresponsible! and I'll apologize for the lateness. My Laptop broke more than a week ago and I was in a black hole I tell you, I cannot live without computer. Finally last Saturday I got my new laptop because the other one was useless. I'm almost done with chapter 12 so I'll update soon. I'm sorry again!
Author: aoi_jihyo
Beta: shine_xd
Length: 11/20
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?
It was already late; Jaejoong was coming back from the mall where his mother and he had bought some really pretty stuff to decorate the house because Christmas was coming just around the corner. He was really excited about the event, being with the family and having a good time. They really needed something like that.
There were people inside the house; Jaejoong noticed that immediately since there were two cups of tea on the tea table. And not only that, he knew it, it was that feeling of knowing where things were supposed to be and that someone had touched them. He wondered who it was, well, obviously it had to be his husband and other person, but he didn’t have any idea of who that person could be. Or where they were at this moment.
It was then that he was able to hear the sounds. Jaejoong tilted his head to the side wondering what those sounds were. It was hard to listen from there, so curiously the man walked upstairs.
It was when he was right in front of the door of Yoochun’s and his bedroom that his heart started to beat at an intense peace. He knew it; there was no reason to try to brush the fact away.
He was battling with himself at the moment. He wanted to get inside and make them know that he knew that they was there. But… again, that fear of losing Yoochun was killing him. He was just going to give a peak, he was just going to see the face of that person, of the guy that his husband was so attracted to, that person his husband had changed him for.
With that thought in mind, Jaejoong opened the door silently. He thought he was going to faint because there were so many emotions running through his body and mind.
There he was. His husband was kneeled down. The boy was lying on the bed so it was really hard to see his face once again. Jaejoong bit his lower lip thinking of how stupid he was for being there, seeing his husband doing another boy and still not going inside and kill them both. And things would have been the same like the last time, just if that hadn’t happen. But it did, he saw him.
Yoochun was lying on his back and now the other boy was on top of him, riding him. Jaejoong covered his month the moment that face became visible. He couldn’t believe it, it was just… it just couldn’t be truth.
“Chunnie! Ah~” moaned the boy in ecstasy. Both their eyes were closed, feeling the immense pleasure that their actions were provoking on them. They were close, that was obvious.
“Junsu,” groaned the older man.
Junsu? His brother?
The fact couldn’t register in his mind yet.
Jaejoong couldn’t think after that. He was too distracted with his brother’s face. He was there, on top of his husband, moaning and moving his hips at a fast peace. Feeling the pleasure that Jaejoong was suppose to feel.
Was Junsu Yoochun’s lover? All this time… all this time it was Junsu he was having sex with?
Jaejoong couldn’t breathe. There was something inside of him oppressing his lugs. He also didn’t notice how, or at what moment he did it.
“AH!”
Junsu shouted feeling a strong pain on his head. It was hard to think with the immense pain he was feeling at the moment. It didn’t take him so long to realize what was going on. Jaejoong was there. He was there holding his hair so strongly that Junsu thought it was going to come off his head.
He shouted in pain without stop. Yoochun had opened his eyes by then, but his body wouldn’t move. It was when Junsu was pulled out of his body that he could react. But it was too late.
Jaejoong was still holding Junsu’s hair, but this time the eldest man was walking downstairs. It was impressive how strong the man was. He was practically carrying Junsu by the hair. The youngest boy was feeling numb by the moment.
The desperation and lack of concentration made Jaejoong hurt Junsu more than he thought he could. Without thinking the eldest man had slap Junsu’s body against the wall countless of times already. He didn’t stop even when Junsu’s blood covered his hands.
Junsu had tried to push away Jaejoong’s hands from his hair, but Jaejoong took Junsu’s hands tightly between his. Junsu’s wound was still fresh, Jaejoong simply opened the wound Yoochun had been really angry about last time.
Junsu’s hair was able to rest when finally they reached the front door. But Jaejoong was still too angry that he ended up pushing Junsu hard against the concrete. There were immediate bruises over Junsu’s arms and legs.
With fury on his eyes, Jaejoong ran back inside and upstairs. He looked at Yoochun whom was already wearing his pants. He didn’t say anything. Without wasting time Jaejoong took Junsu’s cloths. Once he was at the front door again, he threw the cloths at Junsu slapping the door shut afterwards.
There weren’t many people home at that time since most people were working or at school. Junsu wore his cloths as fast as he could. He looked at the closed door. He was too numb to feel the pain. With feeling hand he began to slap his hands on the door, yelling so his brother would come out.
He was crying so much, he wanted to talk to Jaejoong; he didn’t want Jaejoong to hate him. But what could he say to his brother at this moment? That he was sorry for fucking with his husband? That he should forgive him?
Junsu didn’t need anyone to realize how selfish he was. That was something that he knew it pretty well.
With that thought in mind Junsu stood from the floor. He walked to his car that was parked a little bit far from the house.
He wanted to die.
Jaejoong kept crying without stop. He was too shocked to think about things. He mind was completely blank. He was so hurt his heart was so numb.
He wanted to die.
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Jaejoong cried too much that day that he ended up fainting. Yoochun put him on the guest’s bed so they boy could rest. He looked at him.
It was at this moment when all felt so real. He chuckled at the stupid thought. None of this could have happened if he had stopped Junsu since the beginning. Jaejoong wouldn’t be hurt, Junsu wouldn’t be hurt and he… he wouldn’t be such a jerk.
It was late that night when Jaejoong finally woke up. He looked at Yoochun’s worried face. The man had been there the whole day taking care of him. Maybe he was just feeling guilty, how hypocrite, thought Jaejoong.
“Jaejoong.” He didn’t have the courage to ask how he was feeling, that would totally be crossing the line.
Jaejoong looked at him without blinking. “Why?”
Yoochun looked down ashamed of himself. What was he suppose to tell Jaejoong? He didn’t know.
At the end Jaejoong had begged him to tell him the reasons; he wanted to know everything about it. Yoochun thought that after all that he had done that was the least he could do.
“So Junsu forced you?” Jaejoong looked at Yoochun’s eyes with his face full of dried tears.
Yoochun shook his head. “He did at first, but it wasn’t his entire fault. Jaejoong I could have stopped him since long time ago, but I didn’t. I know it sounds selfish but… I just couldn’t. He made me so confused, it all was my fault.”
But Jaejoong wasn’t listening now. He didn’t want to listen to any of Yoochun’s explanations anymore. Yoochun was his husband and he was forced by his brother to have a relationship with him.
Yoochun was going to act selfish once again. Jaejoong was forgiving him and he was not going to let this opportunity slip away. Although he admitted that he was not feeling well. His conscience wasn’t letting him rest.
Jaejoong stood up from the floor and walked to Yoochun. The other man couldn’t look at his spouse’s eyes, it was just too much.
It was not only the guilt for what he had done to Jaejoong that was killing him. Junsu was also suffering.
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Junsu walked inside his apartment complex. He had stopped bleeding some time ago after he adjusted his bandages. Just before leaving the car he fixed himself looking at some bruises on his face after being slapped against the wall.
“Mr. Kim,” Junsu looked at the man that had called his name.
“Yes?”
“We have to talk.”
Junsu nodded his head and walked to the man’s office. After the conversation he walked inside his apartment.
The boy took off all this cloths and left them on the floor inside his bedroom. He pulled the covers of his bed and got inside them. He lied on his bed without moving. He didn’t feel like moving at all, he just wanted to sleep.
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Next morning the pain didn’t go as he thought it would. He had been sleeping a long time and even though his body was already aching because of it he still couldn’t find himself to stand up and go on with his day.
He was so numb. Just too numb.
He didn’t know how to feel.
He was the only one to blame for the things that were happening now but, he couldn’t just take all the blame and forget about Yoochun. A sad smile appeared on his face, he was going crazy. This was supposed to be a wakeup call, but he didn’t want to wake up, he didn’t want to stop loving Yoochun.
His tears became to fall again. He didn’t want to feel this way. He saw how hurt Jaejoong was; he couldn’t just keep on hurting his brother like that. And now that was not the only problem, was Yoochun going to take him back? He didn’t have any more excuses to held Yoochun back.
He stood up from his bed with heavy steps. He needed to fix himself.
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By the moment, Jaejoong’s parents already knew about everything that had happened. They glared at Yoochun the whole time. Mr. Kim punched him a few times and Mrs. Kim slapped him too. They couldn’t believe what Jaejoong and he told them. He couldn’t believe that they had told him, but Jaejoong thought it was the best thing to do because they had the right to know.
Things were uncomfortable between Jaejoong and him. It was hard to talk to each other after what had happened. At least Jaejoong wasn’t crying anymore, but it was that what actually scared him. Jaejoong was smiling now; he was talking to him like if nothing had happened. It had been only three days since the events from the other day, it was impossible for Jaejoong to simply be so fresh and comfortable.
“Do you want to eat, honey?” asked Jaejoong with his beautiful smile. Yoochun looked at him from the living room.
“Why are you acting like this?” he asked really confused.
Jaejoong looked down but looked back the second after. “I don’t really know what I should do, so I decided to simply act like if nothing had happened. That way I won’t have to think if doing or saying something is appropriate or not. I know it might be weird and you might not like it, but I don’t know what to do.”
Yoochun nodded; he could understand what Jaejoong was trying to say. He smiled and walked towards Jaejoong. “I really don’t know what I did in my past life to have you as my wife. I don’t think there will be enough days in my life to ask for your forgiveness and thank you for being here with me after all the things that had happened.”
Jaejoong let himself be embraced by Yoochun’s arms. He was happy but there was still that something that was telling him that things were wrong. He simply shook it off.
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Yoochun sat inside his office that day. He was really nervous because he knew that sooner or later he was going to see Junsu. The whole weekend he was battling with himself about whether it was a good idea to call him or not. He needed to know how the boy was, but he just couldn’t call him like that. Jaejoong had only forgiven him and he couldn’t lose that thrust now.
It wasn’t till his secretary came running without knocking the door that he snapped out of his thoughts. The poor woman was panting and had a horrify look on his face.
“Mr. Park, there is a commotion downstairs; you have to come with me, please.”
There was desperation on her voice; Yoochun didn’t need to be told twice. He ran behind her and was surprise to discover that the woman was a pretty fast runner.
He thought things couldn’t go worse, guess he was wrong.
Chapter 12
A/N: Ok, so you must be asking yourselves, why didn't she update? how irresponsible! and I'll apologize for the lateness. My Laptop broke more than a week ago and I was in a black hole I tell you, I cannot live without computer. Finally last Saturday I got my new laptop because the other one was useless. I'm almost done with chapter 12 so I'll update soon. I'm sorry again!