Damaged
Damaged
Taecyeon/Jaebeom
AU
first 2PM fic. gah.
my first born baby 2PM fic is dedicated to Kelly (myrobotvoice )~ because she is the Taec to my Jay, and I am the Pink Grandpa to her Okcat.
part 2~
It goes on like that, Taecyeon walking to the bus stop at 1:59 each day and waiting for Jaebeom. And once Jaebeom gets there, well, it varies. The sencond meeting, Jaebeom brought his own umbrella (Taecyeon had conveniently forgotten his that day) and they just stood there and watched the world scramble for cover from the rain, the seventh meeting, Taeyceon brought a bag of dried mangoes and they (more like Jaebeom) ate them, and the eleventh meeting they just talked; talked about their dreams, their aspirations, their hopes.
No matter how long a conversation lasts between Taecyeon and Jaebeom, it always seems as if time has stopped. Taecyeon swears, swears that their conversations last for hours. But he looks at his watch everyday as he walks away, and everyday his watch tells him 2:01 as he walks away.
***
Taecyeon still doesn't know exactly where Jaebeom comes from. Even Each day he arrives at the bus stop from a different direction. If Taecyeon is looking to the right, Jaebeom will come from the left. It Taecyeon is looking to the left, Jaebeom will come from the right. By now, Taecyeon has admitted defeat and refuses to even attempt to figure out where Jaebeom comes from. He figures that he'll find out when the time is right.
***
It completely surprises Taecyeon when Jaebeom starts to talk in perfect English one day. It comes out of no where in the middle of a conversation and Taecyeon wonders how and where Jaebeom learned it.
Jaebeom sees Taecyeon staring and stops in mid-sentence.
"What? What did I do?" he switches back to his funny sounding Korean.
"You speak English?"
"Yeah, don't you?" and he cocks his head to one side, trying to figure out Taecyeon's point.
"Yeah, I do. But, I mean - I never told you - "
"You didn't have to tell me."
"...True."
Jaebeom smiles and claps his hands on Taecyeon's back and Taecyeon smiles, it's weird (but nice) to have someone know every little detail about you without trying.
***
Some days Taecyeon and Jaebeom don't say a word to each other. They simply sit on the recently placed bench and watch as the world around them moves. They watch countless people of all shapes and sizes walk by, they watch hundreds of cars of all colors drive by, and they watch and watch and watch. Taecyeon swears they sit there for hours, but he knows that all the clocks in the world can't stop at exactly 2:00 each day.
***
Taecyeon is fanning himself with a day old magazine that he can't remember where he found and Jaebeom is drinking his third bottle of water. The sun is still at it's highest point in the sky, and Taecyeon can't remember the last time it was this hot - oh wait, he can. Yesterday.
"Damn heat waves," he mutters.
"You know, 2PM is the hottest time of day," Jaebeom mutters back, taking another swing from his almost empty water bottle and sneaking a glance at the other man.
Taecyeon mumbles something unintelligible in agreement and closes his eyes as Jaebeom laughs, reaching into his backpack for yet another water bottle, only this time, he presses it into Taecyeon's hands.
***
It happens on their seventy-seventh meeting.
Jaebeom is casually leaning on Taecyeon's shoulder as they watch pedestrians and cars and bicycles pass them. There's an old woman in a blue dress about fifteen steps away, a child and his dog are coming the opposite way, and a green car approaches them. Taecyeon has his head causally resting on top of Jaebeom's and he's just thinking of how comfortable he is when he feels Jaebeom's fingers creep up the side of his arm and he forgets how to breathe. Before he knows it, lips are crashing into his and the world goes black as all he can focus on is the smaller man in front of him. It's all teeth and tongue and fingers and hands are everywhere. It goes on and on for what seems like years, but when they part, all out of breath, the world resumes around them. The old woman in the blue dress is still fifteen steps away, the child and his dog still haven't reached them yet, and the green car has just barely passed by them.
Taecyeon turns to Jaebeom and grins. Jaebeom simply blows on Taecyeon's neck teasingly as he discreetly intertwines their fingers. They were so, so young.
Taecyeon/Jaebeom
AU
first 2PM fic. gah.
my first born baby 2PM fic is dedicated to Kelly (myrobotvoice )~ because she is the Taec to my Jay, and I am the Pink Grandpa to her Okcat.
part 2~
It goes on like that, Taecyeon walking to the bus stop at 1:59 each day and waiting for Jaebeom. And once Jaebeom gets there, well, it varies. The sencond meeting, Jaebeom brought his own umbrella (Taecyeon had conveniently forgotten his that day) and they just stood there and watched the world scramble for cover from the rain, the seventh meeting, Taeyceon brought a bag of dried mangoes and they (more like Jaebeom) ate them, and the eleventh meeting they just talked; talked about their dreams, their aspirations, their hopes.
No matter how long a conversation lasts between Taecyeon and Jaebeom, it always seems as if time has stopped. Taecyeon swears, swears that their conversations last for hours. But he looks at his watch everyday as he walks away, and everyday his watch tells him 2:01 as he walks away.
***
Taecyeon still doesn't know exactly where Jaebeom comes from. Even Each day he arrives at the bus stop from a different direction. If Taecyeon is looking to the right, Jaebeom will come from the left. It Taecyeon is looking to the left, Jaebeom will come from the right. By now, Taecyeon has admitted defeat and refuses to even attempt to figure out where Jaebeom comes from. He figures that he'll find out when the time is right.
***
It completely surprises Taecyeon when Jaebeom starts to talk in perfect English one day. It comes out of no where in the middle of a conversation and Taecyeon wonders how and where Jaebeom learned it.
Jaebeom sees Taecyeon staring and stops in mid-sentence.
"What? What did I do?" he switches back to his funny sounding Korean.
"You speak English?"
"Yeah, don't you?" and he cocks his head to one side, trying to figure out Taecyeon's point.
"Yeah, I do. But, I mean - I never told you - "
"You didn't have to tell me."
"...True."
Jaebeom smiles and claps his hands on Taecyeon's back and Taecyeon smiles, it's weird (but nice) to have someone know every little detail about you without trying.
***
Some days Taecyeon and Jaebeom don't say a word to each other. They simply sit on the recently placed bench and watch as the world around them moves. They watch countless people of all shapes and sizes walk by, they watch hundreds of cars of all colors drive by, and they watch and watch and watch. Taecyeon swears they sit there for hours, but he knows that all the clocks in the world can't stop at exactly 2:00 each day.
***
Taecyeon is fanning himself with a day old magazine that he can't remember where he found and Jaebeom is drinking his third bottle of water. The sun is still at it's highest point in the sky, and Taecyeon can't remember the last time it was this hot - oh wait, he can. Yesterday.
"Damn heat waves," he mutters.
"You know, 2PM is the hottest time of day," Jaebeom mutters back, taking another swing from his almost empty water bottle and sneaking a glance at the other man.
Taecyeon mumbles something unintelligible in agreement and closes his eyes as Jaebeom laughs, reaching into his backpack for yet another water bottle, only this time, he presses it into Taecyeon's hands.
***
It happens on their seventy-seventh meeting.
Jaebeom is casually leaning on Taecyeon's shoulder as they watch pedestrians and cars and bicycles pass them. There's an old woman in a blue dress about fifteen steps away, a child and his dog are coming the opposite way, and a green car approaches them. Taecyeon has his head causally resting on top of Jaebeom's and he's just thinking of how comfortable he is when he feels Jaebeom's fingers creep up the side of his arm and he forgets how to breathe. Before he knows it, lips are crashing into his and the world goes black as all he can focus on is the smaller man in front of him. It's all teeth and tongue and fingers and hands are everywhere. It goes on and on for what seems like years, but when they part, all out of breath, the world resumes around them. The old woman in the blue dress is still fifteen steps away, the child and his dog still haven't reached them yet, and the green car has just barely passed by them.
Taecyeon turns to Jaebeom and grins. Jaebeom simply blows on Taecyeon's neck teasingly as he discreetly intertwines their fingers. They were so, so young.