The Failure of Perfection: Chapter three
Title: The Failure of Perfection [2/?]
Pairing: Yunjae
Genre: Romance, Fluff, Humor, Crack
Length: Chaptered
Rating: NC-17
Summary: There is only one thing that Jaejoong hates the most, and that is losing to anyone. Too bad Jung Yunho is now entering his life.
<3
Jaejoong is limping when he entered the classroom. His classmates' imagination went wild when they saw him having a hard time sitting at his seat saying, This is all Yunho's fault!
"Oh my God! Jaejoong oppa finally got laid!" one of his female classmate, which is obviously a member of the Yunjae fanclub, shouted.
Several "yays" were heard throughout the room and Jaejoong cannot understand what they're celebrating about. Here he was, having a hard time with his aching back and his classmates were obviously very happy about it. What has he done for them to hate him like this? And what do they mean by getting laid? Laid what? Eggs? Why would he lay eggs? Did he turned into a bird? A chicken?
"I am not a chicken! Chickens are domisticated fowls, a subspecies of the Red Junglefowl... blah, blah, blah...." He kept blabbering about chickens and their nature, oblivious to the reactions of his classmates who just shook their heads. Sometimes, ok maybe not only sometimes, they're doubting if Jae is really smarter and has a higher IQ than them.
Junsu entered the classroom and saw Jaejoong talking to himself. He approached his poor friend and upon hearing the word chicken...
"I love chickens! We have lots of them in our farm! Blah.. blah.. .blah..." they started exchanging different trivias about the said animal.
Their classmates dropped their shoulders in defeat and went back to their respective seats. They'll just have to wait for Yunho or Yoochun to give them the juicy and hot details behind Jaejoongs aching back.
Where the hell are those two anyway?
<3
Meanwhile, a certain Jung Yunho is very busy chasing a sprinting Park Yoochun...
Last night
Yunho's breathing went unsteady when Jaejoong removed his shirt. Noticing the other's hungry stare, Jae covered his exposed chest.
"Why is he looking at me like I'm some kind of a delicious meal? Do I smell like beef?" Jaejoong thought and began sniffing himself. He doesn't smell like one so he licked his finger to know if he tasted like one.
"Eww! So salty!"
If Yunho's breathing a while ago is only unsteady, its status now is rapid and heavy. He knows that Jae's not doing it on purpose but he can't help and get turned on by that not-so-innocent act. So he began exercising. Jumping up and down, punching his arms into the air to get rid of his dirty thoughts.
He knew that this would happen, but what he didn't expect is that his self control will snap after the first wrong answer. He controlled himself back and thought of another question that will end this painful waiting. He breathe in and...
"My next question is a riddle... Many years ago a wealthy old man was near his death. He wished to leave his fortune to one of his three children. The old man wanted to know that his fortune would be in wise hands. He stipulated that his estate would be left to the child who would sing him half as many songs as days that he had left to live.The eldest son said he couldn't comply because he didn't know how many days his father had left to live and besides he was too busy. The youngest son said the same thing. The man ended up leaving his money to his third child a daughter. What did his daughter do?" Yunho asked, smirking at the confused reaction painted in Jaejoong's face.
"What the! How will they know when their father will die?! And isn't that just a little too sad? Why would you sing when you know that your father is dying? That's just illogical! If I were them, I will cry and not care about his inheritance, and..."
Yunho rolled his eyes. "Jae, this is not really happening in real life. It's just a riddle."
"No! That riddle is really sad! You should change your question because I'm not emotionally prepared in answering that."
"If you can't answer it, then you know the rules..." Yunho said as he flicked his gaze towards Jaejoong's pants.
Jaejoong gasped. "No! Why must it be counted? I told you to just change the question!"
"Your answer is wrong! You should remove it!"
"But I don't have anything to remove anymore! I only got my pants on!"
"I don't care! Rules are rules, remember? A man has to always keep his words and promises. That's your line right?"
Yunho knew that he got Jaejoong. No one beats Jae in following his principles, and taking off his pants isn't worth ruining his long protected pride and reputation.
He started to remove the belt and brought down the zippers. The unnecessary jeans were pulled down and slowly exposed the smooth and creamy legs. Yunho just stared and patiently waited, but then all of a sudden, all of his pent up desires lose all of his self control.
Jaejoong was gently roughly on the bed and Yunho eyed him. He can't believe that the angel like boy was awkwardly sprawled beneath him. This kind of scenario only happens in his dreams. He stared at those sinful eyes that were succumbing all his willpower and the pouty lips that was invitingly tempting him to smash it with his own. But before the taller guy can continue fulfilling his long awaited moment...
"Jae! I heard that you had a fight with that Taemin guy!"
The door suddenly opened revealing a panting Yoochun that was catching his breath, he looks obviously worried and has sweat all over his face.
Jae was shocked so he tried to push Yunho off him but the taller one caught his arm and they both landed painfully on the floor.
"Ouch! That really hurt!"
Yoochun just stood there. He knew what he had done and is trembling for the consequences of his stupidity. He stared at the dark aura of his friend Yunho who is not moving and only glaring at him.
The next day,
"Su! Where are you?! Hellllllp!!!!!!"
<3
"And that was how Park Yoochun, president of the Yunjae fanclub, destroyed a perfect Yunjae moment."
A group of girls giggled. "Why do you know so much Minnie oppa?"
Changmin shrugged his shoulders. "I just do. Now give me those cookies."
The girls pouted. "But! Tell us some more!"
Changmin just grinned at them. "Then you have to bring me more cookies then."
"Being their friend has its own good benefits." he thought as he grabbed the jar of cookies and started to walk away.
Pairing: Yunjae
Genre: Romance, Fluff, Humor, Crack
Length: Chaptered
Rating: NC-17
Summary: There is only one thing that Jaejoong hates the most, and that is losing to anyone. Too bad Jung Yunho is now entering his life.
<3
Jaejoong is limping when he entered the classroom. His classmates' imagination went wild when they saw him having a hard time sitting at his seat saying, This is all Yunho's fault!
"Oh my God! Jaejoong oppa finally got laid!" one of his female classmate, which is obviously a member of the Yunjae fanclub, shouted.
Several "yays" were heard throughout the room and Jaejoong cannot understand what they're celebrating about. Here he was, having a hard time with his aching back and his classmates were obviously very happy about it. What has he done for them to hate him like this? And what do they mean by getting laid? Laid what? Eggs? Why would he lay eggs? Did he turned into a bird? A chicken?
"I am not a chicken! Chickens are domisticated fowls, a subspecies of the Red Junglefowl... blah, blah, blah...." He kept blabbering about chickens and their nature, oblivious to the reactions of his classmates who just shook their heads. Sometimes, ok maybe not only sometimes, they're doubting if Jae is really smarter and has a higher IQ than them.
Junsu entered the classroom and saw Jaejoong talking to himself. He approached his poor friend and upon hearing the word chicken...
"I love chickens! We have lots of them in our farm! Blah.. blah.. .blah..." they started exchanging different trivias about the said animal.
Their classmates dropped their shoulders in defeat and went back to their respective seats. They'll just have to wait for Yunho or Yoochun to give them the juicy and hot details behind Jaejoongs aching back.
Where the hell are those two anyway?
<3
Meanwhile, a certain Jung Yunho is very busy chasing a sprinting Park Yoochun...
Last night
Yunho's breathing went unsteady when Jaejoong removed his shirt. Noticing the other's hungry stare, Jae covered his exposed chest.
"Why is he looking at me like I'm some kind of a delicious meal? Do I smell like beef?" Jaejoong thought and began sniffing himself. He doesn't smell like one so he licked his finger to know if he tasted like one.
"Eww! So salty!"
If Yunho's breathing a while ago is only unsteady, its status now is rapid and heavy. He knows that Jae's not doing it on purpose but he can't help and get turned on by that not-so-innocent act. So he began exercising. Jumping up and down, punching his arms into the air to get rid of his dirty thoughts.
He knew that this would happen, but what he didn't expect is that his self control will snap after the first wrong answer. He controlled himself back and thought of another question that will end this painful waiting. He breathe in and...
"My next question is a riddle... Many years ago a wealthy old man was near his death. He wished to leave his fortune to one of his three children. The old man wanted to know that his fortune would be in wise hands. He stipulated that his estate would be left to the child who would sing him half as many songs as days that he had left to live.The eldest son said he couldn't comply because he didn't know how many days his father had left to live and besides he was too busy. The youngest son said the same thing. The man ended up leaving his money to his third child a daughter. What did his daughter do?" Yunho asked, smirking at the confused reaction painted in Jaejoong's face.
"What the! How will they know when their father will die?! And isn't that just a little too sad? Why would you sing when you know that your father is dying? That's just illogical! If I were them, I will cry and not care about his inheritance, and..."
Yunho rolled his eyes. "Jae, this is not really happening in real life. It's just a riddle."
"No! That riddle is really sad! You should change your question because I'm not emotionally prepared in answering that."
"If you can't answer it, then you know the rules..." Yunho said as he flicked his gaze towards Jaejoong's pants.
Jaejoong gasped. "No! Why must it be counted? I told you to just change the question!"
"Your answer is wrong! You should remove it!"
"But I don't have anything to remove anymore! I only got my pants on!"
"I don't care! Rules are rules, remember? A man has to always keep his words and promises. That's your line right?"
Yunho knew that he got Jaejoong. No one beats Jae in following his principles, and taking off his pants isn't worth ruining his long protected pride and reputation.
He started to remove the belt and brought down the zippers. The unnecessary jeans were pulled down and slowly exposed the smooth and creamy legs. Yunho just stared and patiently waited, but then all of a sudden, all of his pent up desires lose all of his self control.
Jaejoong was gently roughly on the bed and Yunho eyed him. He can't believe that the angel like boy was awkwardly sprawled beneath him. This kind of scenario only happens in his dreams. He stared at those sinful eyes that were succumbing all his willpower and the pouty lips that was invitingly tempting him to smash it with his own. But before the taller guy can continue fulfilling his long awaited moment...
"Jae! I heard that you had a fight with that Taemin guy!"
The door suddenly opened revealing a panting Yoochun that was catching his breath, he looks obviously worried and has sweat all over his face.
Jae was shocked so he tried to push Yunho off him but the taller one caught his arm and they both landed painfully on the floor.
"Ouch! That really hurt!"
Yoochun just stood there. He knew what he had done and is trembling for the consequences of his stupidity. He stared at the dark aura of his friend Yunho who is not moving and only glaring at him.
The next day,
"Su! Where are you?! Hellllllp!!!!!!"
<3
"And that was how Park Yoochun, president of the Yunjae fanclub, destroyed a perfect Yunjae moment."
A group of girls giggled. "Why do you know so much Minnie oppa?"
Changmin shrugged his shoulders. "I just do. Now give me those cookies."
The girls pouted. "But! Tell us some more!"
Changmin just grinned at them. "Then you have to bring me more cookies then."
"Being their friend has its own good benefits." he thought as he grabbed the jar of cookies and started to walk away.