(fic) Living with the Devil
Title: Living with the Devil
Pairings: Jaeho, Yoosu
Rating: PG-13.
Warnings: Language
Length: 5/20?
Genre: Romance, Humor
A/N: Cross-posted at jaeho_detox
Summary: (AU) , Jaejoong has a new college roommate.
Previous: 01 02 03 04
Chapter 5: He's got a love like, woe.
"It seems that you've got a new roommate." Han Yu-rang says, sounding concerned. "Is he.... you know, normal?"
"Erm... You can say that." I shake the thought of Jaejoong as a masochist out of my head. She looks upset, but I continue. "News travels fast though, huh? Did Yoon Eun Hye happen to spread the news or something?"
"Yeah, she said she fell in love with him at first sight, and we weren't sure if she was kidding or not. Did he... drug her?"
"Hm..." I wonder, "Maybe you should see for yourself. I mean, you might fall in love with him too." I faked a pout.
"No way! I'm Yunho-sama all the way! There's no one better than you!" She yells, throwing a fist in the air. I laugh.
"Is that so? Then perhaps if I'll introduce you to him." I smile. She seems determined.
"Without fail, I won't be fazed." The way she says this sounds genuine, but I go a bit farther.
"Who knows, you just might."
"You're wrong. They say you only fall in love once," Han Yu-rang says. "And I'm sure my heart belongs to you."
"Thank you. But I'm a terrible guy to fall in love with." It's really all I can say back.
"What? How can you say that? Yunho-oppa, you're perfect."
But infatuation and love are two completely different things, aren't they?
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After about thirty minutes, Yunho's back home again, and this time he brought home a different girl, but nevertheless, she's pretty. This girl is as pretty as the previous, but her personality isn't. In fact, the aura around her says, "Stay away from Yunho or else..." Fan girls are pretty scary, no?
"Hey you." She called out. "You're Yunho's new roommate? Yoon Eun Hye over exaggerated..."
Ahh, this woman poses as a threat in my cohabitation with Jung Yunho.
Yunho's smirk from across the room says, "Let's see what you've got."
Seriously, we were getting along just fine this morning... kinda. So what's with the sudden challenge? I take a deep breath, and in about two minutes, I find out what I have to do.
I guess I have no choice but to take him up on that offer.
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Jaejoong responds with a slight smirk, which says, "too easy." Ha, I'd like to see him try. But of course I would stop her before she gets a bit too...
"Ow!" My thoughts are interrupted by Jaejoong's cry of pain followed by a loud thud, and I run to see the scene. Did that chick seriously throw down? Already? I feel my blood drain.
If Yoochun finds out, it's game. over.
I run to the scene of the crime, only to find Jaejoong holding a hand to his forehead. Han Yu-rang seems shocked.
"Han Yu-rang, did you just..." I say, shocked, and she furiously nods her head left to right.
"He just ran into that wall!"
"Yunho, is that you? Sorry, I lost my contacts and I can't see very well." He let out a small laugh. "Ow, I might need some ice or something."
"I'll go get it," I call.
"No, there's no need," he says, walking towards me and Han Yu-rang. "I can get it on my ow--"
It was a scene that happened in slow motion: Jaejoong stumbled forward, tripping on god knows what, and lands right on top of Han Yu-rang.
"Ah, god, I can't see without my contacts." He mumbles, still on top of her. "That's for breaking my fall, Yunh... oh, I'm sorry! You're not... or are..." he leans in to the point where he's only two inches away from her face, then quickly sprints up to his feet.
"I'm so sorry!" He said, even bowing. "Let me help you up..." But she's still on the ground like a dead fish.
"It's... it's fine!" She stutters, up on her feet. Her face is a deep shade of red.
"Yeah, you're right, I mean someone like me to fall on top of you makes me look pretty pathetic right..." He says, with a tone of sorrow in his voice. I can't help but wonder what in the world was this guy thinking.
"No it's just... argh!" She grabs his hand and looks at his forehead. "Is your head still hurting?"
"Ah, as a matter a fact, a bit..." he says, "but are you okay? That's what's really important. I must seem pretty lame, I'm not too good with girls..."
My head tilts to the side. Not good with girls?! This guy was a complete womanizer yesterday when he completely seduced Yoon Eun Hye.
"Jaejoong what are you--" I start, confused, but Han Yu-rang interrupts.
"No! You're not lame at all!" Han Yu-rang said, grabbing his hand. "Let me help you get some ice. Where did you lose your contacts?" She says, dragging him to the freezer.
"I must have forgotten them at home yesterday..."
"I should buy you some new ones. What's your vision? In the meantime do you have glasses?"
Did she become Jaejoong's servant?
"It's fine, I have glasses but I look hideous than I do now in them." He gives a pitiful chuckle, and the girl blushes even more.
"You're really pretty! Have some self confidence! Let me go get them for you, do you know where they are?"
"Actually they might be on top of my bed..."
"I'll go get it." I say. If he looks hideous in them, maybe Han Yu-rang's interest will go away.
"Thanks, Yunho." He says giving me a shy smile. Hell, even I almost blushed.
In the minute I come back, he's resting his head on Han Yu-rang's lap on the floor, her nursing his forehead with some ice. Wow, what a scene. Didn't she just hate him like... just five minutes ago?
"Here's your glasses, can you get up?" I fake concern.
"Ah, thank you." He says, standing up and accepting the glasses. But he doesn't put them on.
"You should put them on as soon as you can." I say, smiling, but my voice hinted, 'do it. now.'
"I should but... promise not to laugh." He doesn't say this at me, but to Han Yu-rang.
"I promise." She says with her hand over her heart.
I'm excited to see how nerdy he looks. He sighs, pouting a bit before he puts them on.
Han Yu-rang and I gasp.
"I know, I look like a completely different person..."
Wow. Wow. Wowowowowow.
If I was on the computer, I'd have a keyboard spasm that would look something like this: sghdkgdfkbgdomgwtfbbq.
This has got to be the first time in history someone looked hot, or even more hot, with glasses on.
"Uh... Say something guys?"
"You're so..." She looks as she's about to faint so I help her out.
"You look good." I say honestly. I'm having a hard time keeping my mouth closed. "You don't seem to have fully unpacked yet, so maybe Han Yu-rang, you should get going."
"I can help you pack and stuff!" She says, raising her hand as if we're in a classroom.
Jaejoong chuckles.
"Oh it's fine. I have a lot of stuff and..."
"I'd love to help if there's any--"
"All that's left to unpack actually, are my clothes and and some mangas, so I'll be fine." He smiles. "Yeah, I'm in college and I still read manga. But it really can't be helped..." He says sheepishly. She grabs his hands.
Earlier, I mentioned that she might have became Jaejoong's servant. But I think I better rephrase the question.
Did she just become Jaejoong's slave?
"I think it's awesome! I love manga too!" She says. I realize that the blush never left her face.
"Seriously?" He laughs. "Thank you, a lot of my friends tell me to grow up but... Anyways, Yunho's right. I better settle in, it's nice meeting you!"
"Are you sure I can't be of help I mean..."
"No, it's fine," he laughs. He looks down and lifts her hands. "Thanks for not making fun of me for my glasses, and you know, this." He moves her hands to his forehead where he supposedly had bumped his head, but surprisingly there was no sign of anything there. No mark, no anything... Wait, was there really something there to begin with?
"I should go now." He released her hands, and walked to his room. "Nice meeting you..." he says shyly and I swear, she looks as if she has a fever.
"I should go too, I'm not feeling so well." Han Yu-rang says. Perhaps I jinxed her. "Thank you for inviting me Yunho, seriously." She acts as if I invited her to a concert of her favorite artist, or something.
She walks away with a second glance not at my direction, but rather Jaejoong's slightly open door, her eyes lingering before closing the door.
And once again. I'm. Left. In. The. Dust. Without a second glance, even.
What the hell?
I'm caught up in my thoughts when Jaejoong comes from behind, surprising me.
"Hm, that went well. Guess I was right, she likes the 'nerd type.'" He says, his face content.
"What's with all that talk saying you were not well with girls? That's two," I say, waving two fingers at him, "girls you made swoon!"
He follows my movements, waving two fingers at my face, smirking. "V for victory." I really refrain myself as to not bite his fingers off.
"Did Yoochun even inform you a bit of who I am?" I say slowly. "Hell, the trophies should be enough said!" I point to my living room that had been cleaned out. I forgot about that. But it just adds to my anger.
"Jung Yunho. Man-whore. Girl posse. Which is pretty lame, I might add. Girls as your back up?"
"I prefer the term 'player,'" I say, shocked. "And those girls do whatever."
"Huh. Really. I thought you were their gang leader." He responds, twirling a lock of hair with his finger.
"What happened to that cute act of yours earlier?!" I almost scream.
"You sensed it yourself, it was all an act. Besides, why are you getting mad at me when you tried setting me up?"
"I'm not mad." I say, though I realize I am. "Maybe I'm a bit hurt. That girl earlier just said that she loved me. Not that I believed it but..."
"They always say that. So that's why, in this world..." He says, taking his glasses off without breaking our eye contact. "You have to have 20/20 vision. Believe only what you can see, and talk only when you can keep your word." Spoken like a true sadist. He hands me his glasses and walks off, without bumping into anything, which completely confuses me. Wasn't he blind without his glasses?
I put them on, and surprisingly, I can see perfectly with them...
It then hits me that the glasses are fake.
My jaw drops and I turn around, only to face a smirking Kim Jaejoong, who winks at me playfully.
I've once again been mind-blown.
Like Han Yu-rang and Yoon Eun Hye, I've been hooked.
And hopefully, the beats of my heart are a premonition of danger, rather than love.
Because that would make me, Yunho-sama, the true masochist.
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Well, my trip to san diego got canceled, so I get to update again! A hidden blessing, I guess. :D
Anyways, thank you to all my readers and commenters! haha. I'm getting a lot of positive feedback from my story, yay! :D
You guys = love. haha. :D
And for this chapter, I have dedicated my icon to a picture of Jaejoong wearing glasses.
-died of nosebleed when I googled pictures for them.-
I fell in love with jae all over again, haha. :D
So there you have it!
Thanks for reading guys! :D!!
You can expect another update in... two to three daysish? haha.
Pairings: Jaeho, Yoosu
Rating: PG-13.
Warnings: Language
Length: 5/20?
Genre: Romance, Humor
A/N: Cross-posted at jaeho_detox
Summary: (AU) , Jaejoong has a new college roommate.
Previous: 01 02 03 04
Chapter 5: He's got a love like, woe.
"It seems that you've got a new roommate." Han Yu-rang says, sounding concerned. "Is he.... you know, normal?"
"Erm... You can say that." I shake the thought of Jaejoong as a masochist out of my head. She looks upset, but I continue. "News travels fast though, huh? Did Yoon Eun Hye happen to spread the news or something?"
"Yeah, she said she fell in love with him at first sight, and we weren't sure if she was kidding or not. Did he... drug her?"
"Hm..." I wonder, "Maybe you should see for yourself. I mean, you might fall in love with him too." I faked a pout.
"No way! I'm Yunho-sama all the way! There's no one better than you!" She yells, throwing a fist in the air. I laugh.
"Is that so? Then perhaps if I'll introduce you to him." I smile. She seems determined.
"Without fail, I won't be fazed." The way she says this sounds genuine, but I go a bit farther.
"Who knows, you just might."
"You're wrong. They say you only fall in love once," Han Yu-rang says. "And I'm sure my heart belongs to you."
"Thank you. But I'm a terrible guy to fall in love with." It's really all I can say back.
"What? How can you say that? Yunho-oppa, you're perfect."
But infatuation and love are two completely different things, aren't they?
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After about thirty minutes, Yunho's back home again, and this time he brought home a different girl, but nevertheless, she's pretty. This girl is as pretty as the previous, but her personality isn't. In fact, the aura around her says, "Stay away from Yunho or else..." Fan girls are pretty scary, no?
"Hey you." She called out. "You're Yunho's new roommate? Yoon Eun Hye over exaggerated..."
Ahh, this woman poses as a threat in my cohabitation with Jung Yunho.
Yunho's smirk from across the room says, "Let's see what you've got."
Seriously, we were getting along just fine this morning... kinda. So what's with the sudden challenge? I take a deep breath, and in about two minutes, I find out what I have to do.
I guess I have no choice but to take him up on that offer.
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Jaejoong responds with a slight smirk, which says, "too easy." Ha, I'd like to see him try. But of course I would stop her before she gets a bit too...
"Ow!" My thoughts are interrupted by Jaejoong's cry of pain followed by a loud thud, and I run to see the scene. Did that chick seriously throw down? Already? I feel my blood drain.
If Yoochun finds out, it's game. over.
I run to the scene of the crime, only to find Jaejoong holding a hand to his forehead. Han Yu-rang seems shocked.
"Han Yu-rang, did you just..." I say, shocked, and she furiously nods her head left to right.
"He just ran into that wall!"
"Yunho, is that you? Sorry, I lost my contacts and I can't see very well." He let out a small laugh. "Ow, I might need some ice or something."
"I'll go get it," I call.
"No, there's no need," he says, walking towards me and Han Yu-rang. "I can get it on my ow--"
It was a scene that happened in slow motion: Jaejoong stumbled forward, tripping on god knows what, and lands right on top of Han Yu-rang.
"Ah, god, I can't see without my contacts." He mumbles, still on top of her. "That's for breaking my fall, Yunh... oh, I'm sorry! You're not... or are..." he leans in to the point where he's only two inches away from her face, then quickly sprints up to his feet.
"I'm so sorry!" He said, even bowing. "Let me help you up..." But she's still on the ground like a dead fish.
"It's... it's fine!" She stutters, up on her feet. Her face is a deep shade of red.
"Yeah, you're right, I mean someone like me to fall on top of you makes me look pretty pathetic right..." He says, with a tone of sorrow in his voice. I can't help but wonder what in the world was this guy thinking.
"No it's just... argh!" She grabs his hand and looks at his forehead. "Is your head still hurting?"
"Ah, as a matter a fact, a bit..." he says, "but are you okay? That's what's really important. I must seem pretty lame, I'm not too good with girls..."
My head tilts to the side. Not good with girls?! This guy was a complete womanizer yesterday when he completely seduced Yoon Eun Hye.
"Jaejoong what are you--" I start, confused, but Han Yu-rang interrupts.
"No! You're not lame at all!" Han Yu-rang said, grabbing his hand. "Let me help you get some ice. Where did you lose your contacts?" She says, dragging him to the freezer.
"I must have forgotten them at home yesterday..."
"I should buy you some new ones. What's your vision? In the meantime do you have glasses?"
Did she become Jaejoong's servant?
"It's fine, I have glasses but I look hideous than I do now in them." He gives a pitiful chuckle, and the girl blushes even more.
"You're really pretty! Have some self confidence! Let me go get them for you, do you know where they are?"
"Actually they might be on top of my bed..."
"I'll go get it." I say. If he looks hideous in them, maybe Han Yu-rang's interest will go away.
"Thanks, Yunho." He says giving me a shy smile. Hell, even I almost blushed.
In the minute I come back, he's resting his head on Han Yu-rang's lap on the floor, her nursing his forehead with some ice. Wow, what a scene. Didn't she just hate him like... just five minutes ago?
"Here's your glasses, can you get up?" I fake concern.
"Ah, thank you." He says, standing up and accepting the glasses. But he doesn't put them on.
"You should put them on as soon as you can." I say, smiling, but my voice hinted, 'do it. now.'
"I should but... promise not to laugh." He doesn't say this at me, but to Han Yu-rang.
"I promise." She says with her hand over her heart.
I'm excited to see how nerdy he looks. He sighs, pouting a bit before he puts them on.
Han Yu-rang and I gasp.
"I know, I look like a completely different person..."
Wow. Wow. Wowowowowow.
If I was on the computer, I'd have a keyboard spasm that would look something like this: sghdkgdfkbgdomgwtfbbq.
This has got to be the first time in history someone looked hot, or even more hot, with glasses on.
"Uh... Say something guys?"
"You're so..." She looks as she's about to faint so I help her out.
"You look good." I say honestly. I'm having a hard time keeping my mouth closed. "You don't seem to have fully unpacked yet, so maybe Han Yu-rang, you should get going."
"I can help you pack and stuff!" She says, raising her hand as if we're in a classroom.
Jaejoong chuckles.
"Oh it's fine. I have a lot of stuff and..."
"I'd love to help if there's any--"
"All that's left to unpack actually, are my clothes and and some mangas, so I'll be fine." He smiles. "Yeah, I'm in college and I still read manga. But it really can't be helped..." He says sheepishly. She grabs his hands.
Earlier, I mentioned that she might have became Jaejoong's servant. But I think I better rephrase the question.
Did she just become Jaejoong's slave?
"I think it's awesome! I love manga too!" She says. I realize that the blush never left her face.
"Seriously?" He laughs. "Thank you, a lot of my friends tell me to grow up but... Anyways, Yunho's right. I better settle in, it's nice meeting you!"
"Are you sure I can't be of help I mean..."
"No, it's fine," he laughs. He looks down and lifts her hands. "Thanks for not making fun of me for my glasses, and you know, this." He moves her hands to his forehead where he supposedly had bumped his head, but surprisingly there was no sign of anything there. No mark, no anything... Wait, was there really something there to begin with?
"I should go now." He released her hands, and walked to his room. "Nice meeting you..." he says shyly and I swear, she looks as if she has a fever.
"I should go too, I'm not feeling so well." Han Yu-rang says. Perhaps I jinxed her. "Thank you for inviting me Yunho, seriously." She acts as if I invited her to a concert of her favorite artist, or something.
She walks away with a second glance not at my direction, but rather Jaejoong's slightly open door, her eyes lingering before closing the door.
And once again. I'm. Left. In. The. Dust. Without a second glance, even.
What the hell?
I'm caught up in my thoughts when Jaejoong comes from behind, surprising me.
"Hm, that went well. Guess I was right, she likes the 'nerd type.'" He says, his face content.
"What's with all that talk saying you were not well with girls? That's two," I say, waving two fingers at him, "girls you made swoon!"
He follows my movements, waving two fingers at my face, smirking. "V for victory." I really refrain myself as to not bite his fingers off.
"Did Yoochun even inform you a bit of who I am?" I say slowly. "Hell, the trophies should be enough said!" I point to my living room that had been cleaned out. I forgot about that. But it just adds to my anger.
"Jung Yunho. Man-whore. Girl posse. Which is pretty lame, I might add. Girls as your back up?"
"I prefer the term 'player,'" I say, shocked. "And those girls do whatever."
"Huh. Really. I thought you were their gang leader." He responds, twirling a lock of hair with his finger.
"What happened to that cute act of yours earlier?!" I almost scream.
"You sensed it yourself, it was all an act. Besides, why are you getting mad at me when you tried setting me up?"
"I'm not mad." I say, though I realize I am. "Maybe I'm a bit hurt. That girl earlier just said that she loved me. Not that I believed it but..."
"They always say that. So that's why, in this world..." He says, taking his glasses off without breaking our eye contact. "You have to have 20/20 vision. Believe only what you can see, and talk only when you can keep your word." Spoken like a true sadist. He hands me his glasses and walks off, without bumping into anything, which completely confuses me. Wasn't he blind without his glasses?
I put them on, and surprisingly, I can see perfectly with them...
It then hits me that the glasses are fake.
My jaw drops and I turn around, only to face a smirking Kim Jaejoong, who winks at me playfully.
I've once again been mind-blown.
Like Han Yu-rang and Yoon Eun Hye, I've been hooked.
And hopefully, the beats of my heart are a premonition of danger, rather than love.
Because that would make me, Yunho-sama, the true masochist.
X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X
Well, my trip to san diego got canceled, so I get to update again! A hidden blessing, I guess. :D
Anyways, thank you to all my readers and commenters! haha. I'm getting a lot of positive feedback from my story, yay! :D
You guys = love. haha. :D
And for this chapter, I have dedicated my icon to a picture of Jaejoong wearing glasses.
-died of nosebleed when I googled pictures for them.-
I fell in love with jae all over again, haha. :D
So there you have it!
Thanks for reading guys! :D!!
You can expect another update in... two to three daysish? haha.