Love; far too long 3/6
Title: Love; far too long 3/6
Plot: kiboushinjitsu
Pairing: YunJae
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1814
Disclaimer: Don’t own anything.
Summary: A beautiful young secretary, two rings and a bouquet of daisies. Sometimes love goes on for too long and the ones in love forget what it feels like.
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He stood outside Yoochun’s house, occasional droplets dripping down his hair. He’d probably broken a dozen of traffic rules to get there as fast as he could, after running out of the shower and just throwing clothes on despite being all wet. All that mattered was Jaejoong now. He needed to see Jaejoong, touch Jaejoong, feel Jaejoong. Remind himself that Jaejoong was there.
So he couldn’t forget again.
He didn’t know what he was going to do if Yoochun answered the door. The soul mate would probably punch him, but he would probably stand there and take it too. Let Yoochun punch him till he was satisfied. Just to get it over with and get to see Jaejoong. Perhaps he’d even feel better after Yoochun punched the living hell out of him.
He held his breath when the door opened slowly. But what he hadn’t prepared for was Jaejoong standing in front of him, looking worried and sad and biting his lip as he reached out slowly - as if waiting for Yunho to flinch - to touch the bruise he had inflicted on Yunho.
“Does it hurt?” He bit his lip again, ducking his head. “I’m sorry.”
Yunho felt a sob rising from his chest, and swept Jaejoong into his arms, hugging his lover to his chest in a suffocating embrace. He barely choked out the words before burying his face in Jaejoong’s neck, giving in to the assault of tears.
“No, I’m the one who’s sorry.”
Somehow he would have preferred Yoochun’s beating over Jaejoong’s gentle apology.
Somehow the latter hurt more.
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“Thank you…”
The words that had been gentle and full of love, that were only spoken by a side of him that was only shown around his lover. It made her blush, having been part of such a private moment.
It also made her hurt.
Something in her chest hurt, from months before till now.
The pain…
Knowing that no matter how much she smiled and how much she worked and how much she tried, she could get Yunho-sshi to look at her in that tender way he looked at beautiful, gentle Kim-sshi; knowing that she couldn’t get the sshi out of his name to call him Yunho directly, or call him her Yunho.
…was unbearable…
She should have known, really. What with all her friends and family telling her not to be so stubborn all her life. She was a romantic, she believed in love on first sight, and she refused to date anyone she didn’t have an instantaneous attraction to. But somehow no one had ever caught her eye.
Then Jung Yunho had walked up to her.
And she had felt a pull. It was love, she was sure, and they were fated, she thought. Until not long after, a beautiful Kim-sshi strolled in, of course. But she had wanted to know how it felt like, nonetheless - going in to have a brief moment with her employer, despite being mistaken as someone else. Then it had grown to wanting to have an intimate moment, despite it being all wrong. Even if it’s just once, she had foolishly thought.
But instead, having seen the tender, loving side of her employer, she had fallen even deeper. Fallen so hard in that one instant that she just knew when it all crashed and burned, she might have to scrape pieces of her heart off the debris. And she knew; it would be a when, not an if.
…It had to stop.
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It has been two days since he went to work.
He hadn’t been able to call Haejin properly, and apologise like he should have. Hell, he didn’t even have the courage to put on his professional face (not even his voice) and call to tell her he wasn’t going to be in for three days.
Instead, he had gone and written her an email. Cold, impersonal and distant.
If only his fingers hadn’t touched, stroked, caressed the most intimate parts of her body. And if only she hadn’t had his cock down her throat, hadn’t come close to having it between her legs.
If only Yunho could stop remembering how her voice cracked as she whispered ‘it’s okay’, after Yunho had raised his eyes and told her, ‘I’m sorry, I can’t do this,’ and she had hurriedly put on all her clothes. If only he missed the sheen of tears in her eyes before she turned to exit.
If only they had been distant from the start.
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Two days filled with his Joongie and his apologies and tears that Joongie didn’t understand - not fully - and two days of reaffirming their love.
They had made love - slow, emotional, full of their feelings for each other. Jaejoong’s ‘I love you’s made him tear up with emotions, heavy in his chest, where he was sure his heart lay. Yunho’s ‘sorry, Joongie, I’m sorry’s made Jaejoong frown and kiss him deeply - it happened so often that Jaejoong took to cutting him off with a kiss.
He was guilty as hell for letting what had happened happen. He didn’t deserve Jaejoong’s forgiveness and gentle care and his love, dammit. But he had had two days to sort out his thoughts - he wouldn’t tell Joongie what happened, he wouldn’t be able to bear the pain in his lover’s eyes and though he wasn’t sure how he was going to make it up to Joongie yet, he would do whatever it takes, because Joongie was the one he loved - the only one.
One thing’s for sure, though; he wouldn’t let it happen again - even if Haejin threw herself at him.
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Yunho had lingered at the door too long, whining pathetically and begging Jaejoong on his knees for a kiss. Jaejoong had laughed at his antics and Yunho’s heart had felt a little less heavy with guilt and even more filled with warmth because he made Jaejoong laugh.
Now, as the digits on the display changed, increasing to gradually reach ‘14’ where his office was, his hands were getting slightly clammy as he stood in the lift, trying to resist the urge to press a button to take him back to the lobby and home to where Jaejoong was.
No, it wasn’t that his resolve had weakened, or his love had changed. It was that despite all that, he was still a little afraid to face the consequences of what he’d done, or who he’d almost done.
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Before he knew it, he was already in his office, sitting at his desk.
He blinked.
He had just walked by the secretary’s desk on his way, and the secretary had only glanced up to greet him with a cordial ‘Good morning, Mr. Jung’ before returning her eyes to her computer screen. He had almost paused in surprise. But he had regained his composure just in time, and replied with a greeting, before opening his office door and slipping through.
Maybe it was better this way.
Since Haejin seemed willing, they would pretend that nothing happened - things could go back to the way they were before he had screwed it up.
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It was driving him insane.
He didn’t understand why this-this distance was there now. They had been friends before, hadn’t they? They had shared problems and solutions and had intimate talks before, hadn’t they? Heck, they had even shared intimate bodily fluids! Why couldn’t things go back to the way they were?
Haejin came and did her job every day. Every single day. Just came in and did her fucking job and went. And came back to do her job again and go off again.
Every single day, all she’d say to him would be ‘Mr. Jung, this is what you requested’, ‘Thank you, Mr. Jung’ and ’Anything else, Mr. Jung?’. Day in and day out, it would be Mr. Jung this, Mr. Jung that. Whatever happened to her teasing tone when talking to him and the sensual way ‘Yunho-sshi’ would roll off her tongue?
Every day, he went to work just to stare desperately, helplessly at her, and not get a single word out. Every day, he went home from work to think about the next day, about going to work and facing a cordial, polite, appropriate Haejin.
He wanted her.
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As soon as she was through the door, he slammed her against it, her head whacking against the surface in a loud thump that was sure to resound outside. Lucky for them, it was lunchtime, no one should be about, but the thought of the off-chance, of someone who had forgotten something and doubled back, of that same someone hearing the sound and catching them going at it sent a delicious shiver down his spine.
His head latched to her neck, sucking relentlessly until a hickey bloomed where it was impossible to hide. The thought of everyone seeing his mark of possession on her made even more blood rush southwards. Haejin’s moan was unrestrained as she tilted her head to the side to allow Yunho access. She wrapped her slender legs around his waist, pulling him closer to her heat as frantic fingers tugged at his tie.
“Wha-aah-are you doin-nng-oh!” Her question was cut off as Yunho grabbed her ass cheeks and squeezed, pulling her against his crotch as he thrust against her, his painfully hard member greeting her between her legs, mere fabric being the only obstruction. They both moaned at the delicious contact.
Yunho hissed. “This.”
The blood roaring in Yunho’s ears and the moans and cries that filled the room subsequently as he fucked her against the door made Yunho forget - forget the existence of Jaejoong till he was about to go home.
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The following weeks were amazing; they had christened just about every surface of his office - the table, the couch, his chair and the bathroom. They went at it whenever they had time. Everything, Yunho was convinced, was perfect.
Sure, the first weeks, Yunho had gone home to Jaejoong, guilty and entirely convinced that his lover was going to catch the scent of sex on him, was going to find out. He had been paranoid - every look of Jaejoong’s seemed to be searching and intense, longer than usual, but Jae had said nothing, voiced no doubts or curiosity about any change that Yunho might have unwittingly displayed. Time wore on, and Yunho was sufficiently and increasingly assured that Jaejoong wouldn’t catch on. He loved Jaejoong. Jaejoong who could bring him to his knees with just one look from those doe eyes, who took care of him like he was the most precious thing on earth. And perhaps, he had feelings for Haejin too. Haejin who could share his troubles at work and understand and help, who conjured a fire within him whenever they had sex.
He could keep and protect them both.
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A/N: Hello, I know I said Monday but since you all have been such darlings, I already had half a mind to update earlier. And then Kris asked, so here it is ♥ Don’t be too harsh with Yunho, please! I get guilty beyond words OTL Happy Mothers’ Day in advance! Take care of your mums tomorrow and love them like they deserve :) it’s 7 plus now, I’m going to bring my mum out for morning dimsum and probably the whole day (which was actually why I wouldn’t have had the time to update till Monday, but I woke at 6 plus to work on something and I shall squeeze out some time to post!) :) Oh, but gah, the exhaustion! I had 4 hours plus of sleep ): I shall stop ranting, LOL. Thanks for all the comments last chapter! You guys have been amazing! And you make my day :)