Jaejoong writes after the Thanksgiving concert 2/3
Genre: Angst..
Length: Drabble 2/3 (part 2 of Jaejoong writes after the Thanksgiving)
Summary: While waiting for his other half's reply..This is what happened..
Jaejoong carefully folded the letter. Each fold representing a certain emotion. Pain. Longing. Anxiety. Love. He placed it strategically on the schedule folder of Yunho as suggested by the manager. Then, he handed it to him and hugged him for a time. Thankful for the man's effort of preserving whatever they can at this state.
I hope this one reaches him too.
He thought as he let go of the manager. Before the manager head out of the door, Junsu came running after him, running past Jaejoong.
"Hyung, this too.." Junsu said as he retrieved the folder from the manager's hand. It was a video game cd that he borrowed from Changmin. On top of it, a post-it saying, "I topped this one too loseeer ! Do better ! I miss you alien brother."
The manager smiled bitterly at Junsu who was smiling back innocently. A while ago, this man was tearing up for the world to see, now, he was asking the maknae to do better at a game. Truly, the bond of these men are unformidable, and so is their name. He felt a sense of pride looking over the three boys. Wishing for nothing but the same thing for the five of them.
In time boys..in time.
Jaejoong escorted the manager out of their unit, then he walked straight back to his room, not before ruffling Junsu's hair and hugging Yoochun.
As soon as he hits the bed, his hand veiled his face.. How much more he can take, He was not certain. But he was definite he will make it through the night like always. Yunho made him strong. And he was not going to fail now. Hope to the end. He believed. And it was that hope that made him wake up each day.
One day..I will wake up and you will be here again.
He comforted himself with the thought over and over again. Clinging to each word like his life depended on it for it felt to him that it actually did. So, he smiled and tried drying his tears with the back of his hand. It was then he noticed Yoochun leaning by his bedroom door, with that restless and symphatetic expression that made him remember the time they sang "Proud" in Budokan. And it ached some more. The two need not say a word to know what one felt. Jaejoong bit the side of his lips as more tears graced his face. He lifted his shoulder as if in surrender to the situation. His eyes seeking and craving for answers and comfort. Yoochun only had to pull the neckline of his shirt lower to the right side of his chest, reminding Jaejoong that he too, doesn't know the answer but he knows what to do, and expects Jaejoong to do so too..
Always keep the faith.
Jaejoong nodded in agreement. Faith. Hope. Love. The bible could not be more true. Its ironic that he didn't believe in any of these before, but now his life revolved around it. It will save his life.
He once again wiped his tears dry as Yoochun gave him a smile before leaving the room.
Somewhere in Seoul, a man does more than writing to mend his lover's heart...
A/N: So this drabble was after JJ wrote the letter.. Am going to post yunho's letter maybe tomorrow..thank you for the response ! : )
Length: Drabble 2/3 (part 2 of Jaejoong writes after the Thanksgiving)
Summary: While waiting for his other half's reply..This is what happened..
Jaejoong carefully folded the letter. Each fold representing a certain emotion. Pain. Longing. Anxiety. Love. He placed it strategically on the schedule folder of Yunho as suggested by the manager. Then, he handed it to him and hugged him for a time. Thankful for the man's effort of preserving whatever they can at this state.
I hope this one reaches him too.
He thought as he let go of the manager. Before the manager head out of the door, Junsu came running after him, running past Jaejoong.
"Hyung, this too.." Junsu said as he retrieved the folder from the manager's hand. It was a video game cd that he borrowed from Changmin. On top of it, a post-it saying, "I topped this one too loseeer ! Do better ! I miss you alien brother."
The manager smiled bitterly at Junsu who was smiling back innocently. A while ago, this man was tearing up for the world to see, now, he was asking the maknae to do better at a game. Truly, the bond of these men are unformidable, and so is their name. He felt a sense of pride looking over the three boys. Wishing for nothing but the same thing for the five of them.
In time boys..in time.
Jaejoong escorted the manager out of their unit, then he walked straight back to his room, not before ruffling Junsu's hair and hugging Yoochun.
As soon as he hits the bed, his hand veiled his face.. How much more he can take, He was not certain. But he was definite he will make it through the night like always. Yunho made him strong. And he was not going to fail now. Hope to the end. He believed. And it was that hope that made him wake up each day.
One day..I will wake up and you will be here again.
He comforted himself with the thought over and over again. Clinging to each word like his life depended on it for it felt to him that it actually did. So, he smiled and tried drying his tears with the back of his hand. It was then he noticed Yoochun leaning by his bedroom door, with that restless and symphatetic expression that made him remember the time they sang "Proud" in Budokan. And it ached some more. The two need not say a word to know what one felt. Jaejoong bit the side of his lips as more tears graced his face. He lifted his shoulder as if in surrender to the situation. His eyes seeking and craving for answers and comfort. Yoochun only had to pull the neckline of his shirt lower to the right side of his chest, reminding Jaejoong that he too, doesn't know the answer but he knows what to do, and expects Jaejoong to do so too..
Always keep the faith.
Jaejoong nodded in agreement. Faith. Hope. Love. The bible could not be more true. Its ironic that he didn't believe in any of these before, but now his life revolved around it. It will save his life.
He once again wiped his tears dry as Yoochun gave him a smile before leaving the room.
Somewhere in Seoul, a man does more than writing to mend his lover's heart...
A/N: So this drabble was after JJ wrote the letter.. Am going to post yunho's letter maybe tomorrow..thank you for the response ! : )