{fic} Since You've Been Away
TITLE: Since you’ve Been Away
AUTHOR: aulxdayz
PAIRING: YUNJAE
RATING: PG-13
GENRE: Drama, Slight Angst, AU
SUMMARY: You left him broken-hearted and then you came back to mend the shattered heart.
WARNING: unbetaed, boy x boy relationship, and slight mention of mpreg.
The hot cappuccino in front of you remained untouched. Your eyes directed to the raven-haired man who sit not so far from your seat. The said man actually paid no attention to you, since he busied himself with a child straddling on his lap. It was a twist of fate that the man whom you searched for - was right in front of you. Five years ago, because of your works you had to leave South Korea and live in Japan for five years. Which mean you had to choose between your work and your love - Jaejoong. Yes, the name is Kim Jaejoong.
After all these years, he didn’t change at all. He still got his fair complexion in contrast to his black hair (except now his hair is a little bit shorter). His large brown eyes were warm and smiling. You smiled bitterly, felt at ease to know that he lived well since you’ve been away. You looked at the smiling child on his lap and you couldn’t help but to thinks that somehow the child features were resembles yours. A thought pass through your mind, what if the child is actually - yours? But Jaejoong is a man and man doesn’t pregnant for god’s sake!
Then you tried to erase the thought, sipping the cappuccino that not so hot anymore. Ever since you broke up with him and leave Korea, your live been so hard - and empty. You sank into the silence, reminisce the memories of you and him. The feel of his warm lips against your cheek, that always greeted you every morning. His soft and melodious voice when he woke you up. A simple breakfast that he made for you (your favorite one, a cheese and mushroom omelet with slight burnt on the edge). His light-hearted laughter when you told him a joke. The way his lithe body leaned over when you hug him. You sighed: there were too many memories of you and him.
You glanced over the man for the umpteenth time, now he is feeding the child and you could hear him chuckled at the child’s attempt to take the dish with his own chopstick. You missed him so much, you realized that leaving him behind was the worst decision you ever made. Five years without him was obviously put you in distress. Since you already signed a contract for five years, there’s nothing you could do but to working like there’s no tomorrow. Now here you are, back in Seoul, South Korea. You’re lucky enough to be transferred to South Korea by your boss. You didn’t know that your meeting plan with your boss in the café would end up like this.
You gritted your teeth, determined to win over his heart once more and hoping for miracle that he would forgive you and love you back, just like how it used to be.
It’s now or never.
Finally, you rose up from the seat, took a slow and deliberate step towards the man. Your body was dripping with cold sweat, the hair on the back of your neck prickled, and your throat felt dry. You never felt as anxious as this before.
What if he didn’t recognize me anymore? What if he hates me? What if he left me alone?
There were too many what ifs on your mind that you almost turned back and abandoned the plan to show up in front of his, until you heard that voice.
“You, why are you here?” His tone was curt and cold, as he didn’t put any emotion into the words.
“Jaejoong, I … well - It’s a coincidence. I’m going to meet with my boss here.” You stuttered.
“Oh, I see.” He gave a short reply.
“I was about to see you after I came back from Japan, but you already moved out.”
He nodded nonchalantly and wiped the child’s mouth with the napkin as he continued to feed him.
“I think fate brought me to this place - so I am able to meet you, Jaejoong.”
“Mushy, as always.”
Your lips curved into a smile as he said the sentence. At least he didn’t forget me.
“Look, Jaejoong. I’m sorry.” You finally said.
“What for?” He looked at me with a flat expression.
“I’m sorry for leaving you, hurting you. I was a thick-headed idiot to leave a wonderful person like you.”
He turned his face away from you and drank down his coffee.
“Daddy, who’s he?” The little boy looked up to me, his eyes full of curiosity.
“He is … an old friend of mine.” He answered as he stroked the boy’s hair softly.
The boy’s nodded his head enthusiastically and said, “Hello, my name is Moonbin.”
You smiled at the cuteness and reached over to pinch Moonbin’s cheek. “Hello, Moonbin.”
The little boy giggled and leaned back to his father’s chest.
“He’s your son?”
The raven haired man nodded.
“Who’s the mother?” You asked carefully.
He wouldn’t answer.
“Is he our child, Jaejoong?”
His eyes widened in rage when you said that. “What do you want?”
“Listen Jaejoong, I still love you, and I want you to come back to me.”
“I can’t life without you, Jaejoong.” You continued.
“You said I should give up on you,” He said to you with an unreadable expression on his face.
“That was five years ago, Jaejoong.”
“Five years is long enough for me to move on.”
I sighed hard, “Jaejoong, I know it sounds selfish, but please give me one more chance.”
The latter rolled his eyes,”You didn’t give me any chance back then. You left me. Alone.”
“Jaejoong, please? Just this once, I don’t want any more regret in my life.” You said with pleading eyes.
Jaejoong shook his head slowly, “I’m sorry, but I already married - and as you see I already have Moonbin as my son.”
You stared at his eyes with disbelief.” You’re … already married?”
He nodded. “When you departed from Korea, you left me in a broken-down state. You were the only one that I had, but you were gone. I was about to end my life by jumping off the bridge, until he found me and prevented me from took my own life.”
“He?”
“My husband. He filled the void that you left in my heart. He is my savior. He is the right person for me.” There was a glint of emotion on his eyes.
You lowered your head, unable to fight back the tears anymore. “I - I thought you love me?”
“I loved you, Yoochun. You already had my heart, but you left me. You lost your chance five years ago, now I already move on and in love with someone else.” He replied calmly, the tone was softer than before. Your whole body was shaking, and tears flow uncontrollably. You know that it was impossible for his to get back with you.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” You chanted the words repeatedly; your voice was barely audible. Then Jaejoong grasped your hand and stroked it slowly. “I already forgive you, Yoochun. You know I can’t hate you, you’re still my … best friend.”
You looked up and stared back at his just to find a pair of brown orbs looking at you intensely. “Can’t you give me one more chance?” You pleaded one more time, hoping for the miracle. He shook his head, eyes looking at you sadly.”I’m afraid not, I’m married already.” He shot a glance to Moonbin who still couldn’t grasp the situation. You looked at the boy, he looked like he is in the verge of tears.
“Daddy, why is he crying? Do you make him cry?” Moonbin tugged at Jaejoong, eyes blinking innocently.
“I’m okay, boy. Don’t worry about me.” You smiled, stroked the child’s hair. The child looked at you, flashing his tiny teeth and nooding cutely.
“Park Yoochun?” Someone with a deep voice said. You looked back and what you saw was shocking you.
It was your boss, Jung Yunho.
“Oh, I see you already meet my wife and my son?” He smiled and took a seat beside Jaejoong.
”Hey! I’m not a girl!” Jaejoong slapped Yunho’s arm playfully.
Your boss, Yunho, chuckled. “My beautiful husband, then?”
“Yah!” Jaejoong blushed furiously.
You smiled back - bitterly.
“So, Jaejoong is your wif - er - husband, Sir?” You asked slowly, tried to holding back your tears.
Your boss nodded. ”Oh, you know him? Yes, he is my husband and this is our son, Jung Moonbin.”
”This boy here, he is our little miracle. The day when Joongie gave birth to Moonbin, it was -"
At the moment, you couldn’t hear anything, nor feel anything. All you wanted to do was go away and disappeared.
“Sorry, Sir. But, I think I have to go now.” You rose up from your seat and went out from the café.
You walked aimlessly and all you could see was a blurry - vivid vision. You walked and walked, you felt your soul so weary, weak, and broke.
You became a deaf in a second, you couldn’t hear a thing. Even the loud horn from the truck that was about to crash your body. All you could remember was a flashing light, shrieking voices, a loud bangs, and pain in all over your body.
But what hurt most was your heart, you felt the pain - it was aching. You closed your eyes, felt your tears dropping down in a slow motion - dripping down to your jaw line.
Then everything was going black and white.
That’s it, I feel sorry for Yoochun, really ;________;
I can’t help it - Yunjae got my heart, mind, and soul :p
But, hey - Yoochun is not dead! So, is there anyone want to make a sequel for this fic?
The main pairing must be Yoosu and am thinking that Yoochun is in coma and then there’s this doctor/nurse (Junsu!) that fallin for him? XDDD It’ll be great if someone make the sequel, really.
Hahahah. I know this fic is not good enough; but please comment?