Ultraviolet (Chapter Two)
Title: Ultraviolet
Author: emilyglh
Genre: romance, angst, fluff, (a little bit of everything)
Length: Chaptered (Chapter Two)
Rating: Pg-13 for now
A/N: Inspired by a love story between two people from different worlds. Set in A/U
Summary: Yoochun and Junsu are two different people, attending two different schools, living in two different neighbourhoods in the same town. After meeting in a performance for EunHyuk's cousin's wedding, they fall in love.
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“Su!” Eunhyuk had managed to catch up with Junsu during lunch. Their busy time table wasn’t helping and the fact that talking in class was strictly prohibited leaving Eunhuk’s question about the night before to a halt.
Junsu and Eunhyuk are currently attending St. Patrick All Boys School; the most prestigious and elite school in town. And of course, residents of Fairview were all given priority when it comes to enrolling.
Students were normally well behave because they were taught that the rich and upper class were to put manners on the front line; on the contrary to the opposite class. They’re classes were more hectic than the usual as well, normal class were to be conduct before lunch break, followed by extra- curricular activities and extra classes soon after.
The talented and smart were treated like royalty; they attend private lessons from the most fine and well known teachers, professors, lecturers and coaches.
Junsu was one of the talented.
“What happened last night?” Eunhyuk asked worriedly, knowing that his friend’s dad would over react when it concerns his son.
“Nothing much. My mum came to the rescue again” Junsu shrugged. He would prefer that last night’s incident be left behind. He had went home to find his dad’s constant questioning and harsh tones about wandering off when he could stay home and study. His mum had on the other hand protected him.
“He’s still young. He needs to have friends and to have fun”
His father scoffed “those are not friends. They pretend and at the end of the day, they are only after one thing. Our money. We don’t need friends. They’re just a burden, one more burden we have to put up with”
Junsu tried to shoved last night’s memory away, only allowing himself of the earlier. His first time and singing and learning a song and it was with Yoochun; he couldn’t help but smile.
“Tell me more about TVXQ Hyukkie-ah”
Eunhyuk eyed him suspiciously as he stole another fries from Junsu’s tray “Well, you met them right?”
Junsu nodded.
“The band was formed by Jaejoong and Yoochun. They are both orphans and their bond are tighter than brothers itself. Yoochun loves to compose while Jaejoong…” Eunhyuk let out a whistle “his voice is just…”
“Wow”
“Then they met Yunho, his family runs the biggest gang in town. In other words, don’t mess with Yunho. That guy has 3 black belts and a master in various martial arts and tons of thugs right behind his back”
“Changmin is the smartest of them all, they’re all attending Clintwood High by the way. That kid is on his way to a full scholarship offer in Yale”
Junsu was confused “then why is he a drummer then?”
“His parents owns Liquid. A bistro slash bar in town, the four of them usually jam there every Friday and Saturday night. Normally, its just how Changmin releases stress. I think you need an outlet too man. With that kind of pressure on your shoulders, even I would snap”
“Besides…” Eunhyuk smirked “You and Yoochun are hitting off pretty well”
Junsu laughed nervously “he’s only being friendly”
Eunhyuk scoffed “Yea, right. I’ve known that guy for years and he’s never taught me anything. Other than to smoke of course”
Junsu’s eyes widen in horror “I’m joking! Which I didn’t definitely”
Eunhyuk took a sip from his soda before continuing “anyway, I suggest you stay away from those guys if you don’t want your dad to kill you. They’re nothing like you Junsu, it was cool seeing them play and everything but those are the guys that plays truancy, fight, smoke and a bunch of other stuff that you only seen in tv”
“Do I look like I will Hyukkie-ah?” Junsu rolled his eyes. His dad would not allow it, he had never disobey his parents before, but the thought of doing it scares him. To see his dad’s eyes burn with anger and raising his arm to slap Junsu. He shuddered at that thought.
His best friend shrugged “Yoochun likes you. I can feel it”
Junsu couldn’t ignore the fluttering in his stomach “Stop joking around Hyukkie”
“He really does! I’ve never seen him so… so.. The way he looks at you! Gosh, during the performance” Eunhyuk shook his head a little.
“You mean, he isn’t like this before?”
Eunhyuk was in a deep thought for a while “nope, not ever. He usually talks the least and he’s always so emo”
Junsu raises his brows in confusion “Whats emo?”
“it’s a slang for moody Su” Eunhyuk sometimes wonder if Junsu was living in this world instead of the 19th century.
“Anyway, its like been forever since Yoochun smiled” Eunhyuk shudder at the memory of Yoochun beating up his bullies. During his days in Clintwood, Eunhyuk remember seeing Yoochun; he was thin and frail. And was an easy target for the bullies. And when Yoochun finally snapped; all hell broke loose. He would always remember the bullies nursing their wounds in his uncle’s clinic; one with a broken hand and the other with a broken nose.
“I’m just warning you Junsu, but aside from that, they’re like any of us. I really like them, I think they play good music” Eunhyuk clapped his hands as he stood up.
“Well, I have to go. My plant in the botanical garden is wilting to the point of no rescue. I’ll see you around Su, be safe”
“Yea, me too”
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He took faster steps as his feet pounded harder and harder against the ground; expressing his anger and discontentment.
Why couldn’t his father be a little more understanding? Or a little more supportive?
“Music? You know you don’t have time for that. And with you taking over my company some day, why is there a need to learn such nonsense?”
Junsu made a left turn as he entered his favorite park. His tears threatening to pour out anytime as he thought about the conversation, no, more like the lecture from his dad earlier. All he wanted was his dad give him permission so he could put in a little more time into his piano lessons, and maybe learn to play the guitar.
Just like Yoochun
Instead, his father had been lashing out at how music is non-beneficial at all. How worthless and insignificant it was.
But it was music that bonded his soul with Yoochun
It had made his life a little more bearable. Before this, Junsu had been already set as the heir to his father’s growing business empire. It has always been his responsibility to do his best and excel in everything he does. Every little mistake he made along the way would be heavily punished while every success would be only a mere nod or silence as his encouragement.
As he grew older, he no longer hoped for the hug, pats and encouragement from his father. As they never came. He had live his life like a machine, with no feelings or anticipation towards his future. Even if it was driving a luxurious car, or living in a mansion or running a multibillion dollar business.
Because none of it included love
Junsu crouched down when he had reach his hiding spot; a hole in between the thick bushes. He carefully inched passed the bushes, trying to avoid getting caught in between the branches.
When he had finally reached the end, Junsu quickly stood up and walked towards the shore of the lake.
It was as breath taking as usual. This was his favorite hiding spot.
From his school. From his dad. From his life.
He could no longer hold his tears in; letting them flow freely now.
He was envious, envious of the people at Clintwood. And envious of Eunhyuk, who’s parents seemed so carefree and loving even when they’re living in Fairview. He knew he sould be thankful; God would have wanted him to be thankful. But he needed more.
“Junsu?” a deep familiar voice had startled him from his train of thoughts.
He quickly used his sleeves to brush the away the stray tears flowing down his cheeks.
“Are you okay?” the voice was laced with concern and Junsu would have recognize it anywhere.
Junsu had his head real low; embarrass that he had been caught in such a fragile state. It didn’t help when he felt Yoochun inched closer and his cloudy and wet line of vision of the grass had been replaced by Yoochun’s concerned face.
Acting on reflex and mostly embarrassment; he looked away again.
“Are you okay?”
He wasn’t
“I’m fine” Junsu managed to squeak out.
Junsu was glad that Yoochun had gave them some personal space again, this time, Junsu caught something blue with black checks floating in his line of vision. “Here”
He reluctantly took the piece of fabric from Yoochun’s hand and dried his moist eyes.
Silence enveloped the atmosphere as both of them took a seat on the grassy ground, Junsu noticed Yoochun was looking into the horizon. Where the sun seemed like it was touching the water.
He had Yoochun’s handkerchief tight to his cheek as he hugged his knees. He could smell Yoochun; it was mint with a dash of tobacco.
For the first time, Junsu broke the silence “What are you doing here? Aren’t you living in Clintwood?”
Yoochun chuckled, his gaze never leaving the lake “I know my way around Junsu. This isn’t the first time I’ve been here”
Junsu blinked, it wasn’t Yoochun’s first time. It means that this wasn’t the first time Yoochun had seen him tearing.
As if Yoochun could read his mind “you come here often too. Sometimes, you cry silently to yourself. Sometimes you throw pebbles into the lake”
“And sometimes, you sing”
“Lost strands of lyrics and melody here and there. I was surprised when you told me you didn’t know any song. Your voice is perfect. And beautiful”
Junsu looked away shyly “I’m nothing”
Yoochun gently took hold of his chin and meet their gazes “when I saw you at Woobin hyung’s
house the other day, I knew I wanted to hear that voice again”
“this time, singing to my song”
Junsu played with his jumper nervously and was glad that Yoochun finally let go. He looked simple today, clad in only a t-shirt and jeans and a hoodie to keep him warm.
“every time I see you here, it would be all tears and sorrow. So unlike the mask you put on the other day”
Yoochun chuckled “it was good seeing you smile. And blush. Jae loves seeing you do it. He thinks its better than makeup”
“Can I see you play Yoochun?” Junsu asked Yoochun shyly; his cheeks tinting pink again.
“I would love to Junsu” he smiled genuinely.
Junsu felt his heart pounding fiercely when Yoochun’s warm hand took his smaller ones.
“Come on”
Junsu blinked in confusion “where are we going?”
His touch was so different from Eunhyuk; his best friend would usually drag him all over the place ignoring if Junsu would even follow his lead or not. But Yoochun, he was gently and encouraging, something that melted his heart.
“You want to hear me play right? I need my keyboard though. And Jae would like to be BFFs with you”
Yoochun’s heart melted at the sight of Junsu pouting “What’s a BFF?”
Just like the other day, Yoochun burst out into laughter wondering if there was such person in the world that was as naïve and cute like Junsu.
He then concluded that Junsu was an epitome of all things innocent and cute.
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Junsu gaped widely at the sight before him.
“Oh my gosh!”
The apartment wasn’t as big as the room in his house but it was cosy; the room was painted with cream color and on one of the walls, the were little splashes of multicolored paints. On the other sides of the wall, the room was hung with posters which Junsu assumed was posters of other bands. There was also a rack jutting out from one side of the wall in the room, displaying the number of neatly hung guitars; from electric to acoustic, Zapelin to Gibson to Yamaha. The colors were also arrange in order and had ranged in sizes.
Junsu was amazed by the number of guitars hanging over the rack and was even more amazed when he saw the drum set shinning at one corner of the room. Besides guitars, the were also a couple of bass hanging on the other side of the room.
There was also Yoochun’s keyboard; sitting on its stand. There were music notes everywhere beside the keyboard. Junsu admired Yoochun’s passion in composing.
Rugs and carpets were neatly laid on the floor; protecting warm feet from touching the icy cold floor. Finally, a red couch set sat facing the drums and the keyboard. Junsu could also see a number of speakers arrange and left randomly around the room.
To sum things up, the studio is wonderful.
No.
TVXQ’s music studio is awesome!
“It isn’t much, but its home. At least, to me and Jae” Yoochun shrugged.
Junsu took a moment from gaping at the room back to look at Yoochun “What do you mean not much?! This place… this place is awesome! Its, its… its nothing like I have at home”
Yoochun laughed “Well, I’m glad you like it. Jae and I took our time decorating this place. That drum set you see there is our latest addition. Chang Min’s addition at least; he’s been eyeing on that set ever since last spring”
“How did you buy all these instruments?” Junsu dash excitedly towards the hanging guitars for a closer look.
“Part time jobs”
Junsu froze; he had never worked in his entire life. Eunhyuk was right, they are nothing like him at all.
Yoochun had sensed Junsu’s silence but he continued “Jae and I work in the workshop downtown. Changmin helps his parents at Liquid while Yunho helps manage his family business”
The older of the two had decided to keep Yunho’s “business” in the dark. At least for now. Junsu was too pure and innocent to know of such things. Things that Yunho is capable of doing.
Yoochun was thankful that Junsu did not press on as the boy was too busy admiring and squealing at everything in the room. Kind of like a dolphin.
Yoochun smiled at his own discovery.
“wow, what’s in this room Yoochun? More instruments?” Junsu was standing very near to his room door. His hand was reaching for the knob.
Yoochun had panicked at that moment, Junsu wasn’t supposed to find his room. He didn’t want to scare the boy away “Yah Junsu. Its nothing important”
He had also in a flash, appeared beside Junsu and was shielding the door from the younger’s view “I’ve haven’t been tidying up. Its kinda messy in there”. You won’t wanna go in”
Junsu had a pout on his face and had wanted to persuade Yoochun for entry into his room, his secrecy all the more making Junsu even curious.
But the rustling on the front door had startled them both, Yoochun was thankful yet again for the interruption.
“Ahh… Junsu!” Jaejoong yelled excitedly as soon as he saw the other two at the far side of the living room slash studio.
Before Junsu could respond, Jae Joong had already pulled him into a bear hug “I had told Yoochun to bring you here earlier, Yunho and Changmin would be glad to have you around”
Yoochun slumped gloomily at the display Jaejoong was putting “where were you anyway?”
“I was buying some groceries before you called. The thing you wanted is down stairs. On your bike” Jaejoong winked making Junsu more confused than he already is.
“Stay with us for dinner Junsu?”
The three were startled by Yunho’s sudden appearance looming behind Jaejoong.
“Yah, Jung Yunho, I’m gonna get a heart attack no thanks to you” Junsu flushed when he saw Yunho leaning in for a kiss from Jaejoong.
“I thought you already are” Yoochun roll his eyes at the cheesiness as Yunho lean in again to steal another peck from Jaejoong‘s lips. As much as he loves his friends; this was too much to bear.
“Get a room you two. We have a guess here” Yoochun muttered as he began to sense Junsu’s uneasiness.
Yunho cleared his throat “where’s Changmin anyway? We’re supposed to practice at 5”
“I’m here” Changmin slumped lazily to the couch and threw his bag casually on it.
“Professor Lee bugging you again Min?” Jaejoong was all too aware of Changmin’s stress.
The youngest of the group rubbed his temples as he closes his eyes in relieve of stress “let’s not talk about him. All I wanna do I play”
“Let’s begin then” Yunho commanded in his leader-shii voice as he walked towards his bass collection; randomly picking one out to play.
Yoochun and Jaejoong had also head to the living room, connecting the speakers and instrument.
“Eat more Junsu. You don’t have to be shy” Jaejoong pushed more of his dishes into Junsu’s bowl and filled it till it was full.
“hey, that’s mine!” Junsu turned his head to the corner where he spotted Yoochun and Changmin childishly fighting for their share of food. Chopsticks battling and spoons clanking.
Yunho on the other hand, was too busy looking at Jaejoong and the latter the same. Their gazes were even more intense than the one Yoochun gave him.
But he smiled inwardly, he had never met a group quite like them. Serious when needed but much relax and playful during breaks. Just like a family.
He had seen them play a while ago, personally. Jaejoong was a really good singer and Junsu admired him a lot. He had also seen Changmin’s drum solo in the middle of the song.
They were definitely the best in town.
He stole a glance at Yoochun who was sitting right on the opposite side of the table. He noted that Yoochun had a cute way of chewing his food; where his mouth would be slightly parted and one side of his cheeks puffy and full with food.
Yoochun was a good and dead serious composer. He could remember seeing him teaching and guiding the band when they ran off key or did their parts wrongly. He had also invited Junsu to sing along with Jaejoong, something, according to Jaejoong that Yoochun had never done before.
He was dead nervous at first, but as soon as Jaejoong began his speech of randomness, Junsu had burst out laughing. He was glad that they did not throw up or anything to his singing. He wasn’t a very good singer. Being raised in a silent home that forbids music other than classical. He was honored at the chance Yoochun and the band gave him.
“so Junsu” Yunho started the conversation, gaining attention from everyone on the table.
Startled from his thoughts, he looked at Yunho seriously.
“What’d you say? Being TVXQ’s new vocalist and guitarist?”
Junsu almost choked on his kimchi when Yunnho uttered the last word.
“I can’t sing. And I certainly can’t play the guitar” Junsu blushed.
Jaejoong laughed and patted Junsu’s shoulder “Yoochun would be here to help you. Right Yoochun? And don’t be silly. You sound great; that raspy voice is good for rock and when you hit the high notes”
Changmin nodded in agreement “he’s good hyung. We needed another vocalist anyway”
“You’re fine Junsu-yah” Yoochun echoed their decision gazing seriously at Junsu.
Before Junsu could even blink or agree, Jaejoong clapped his hands loudly in confirmation. “its settled then. All that‘s left is to get him a stage name”
He gulped.
Junsu had never sing a whole song in his life before, let alone perform in a band.
And that band was TVXQ.
The band he had begun to grow fond of.
Author: emilyglh
Genre: romance, angst, fluff, (a little bit of everything)
Length: Chaptered (Chapter Two)
Rating: Pg-13 for now
A/N: Inspired by a love story between two people from different worlds. Set in A/U
Summary: Yoochun and Junsu are two different people, attending two different schools, living in two different neighbourhoods in the same town. After meeting in a performance for EunHyuk's cousin's wedding, they fall in love.
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“Su!” Eunhyuk had managed to catch up with Junsu during lunch. Their busy time table wasn’t helping and the fact that talking in class was strictly prohibited leaving Eunhuk’s question about the night before to a halt.
Junsu and Eunhyuk are currently attending St. Patrick All Boys School; the most prestigious and elite school in town. And of course, residents of Fairview were all given priority when it comes to enrolling.
Students were normally well behave because they were taught that the rich and upper class were to put manners on the front line; on the contrary to the opposite class. They’re classes were more hectic than the usual as well, normal class were to be conduct before lunch break, followed by extra- curricular activities and extra classes soon after.
The talented and smart were treated like royalty; they attend private lessons from the most fine and well known teachers, professors, lecturers and coaches.
Junsu was one of the talented.
“What happened last night?” Eunhyuk asked worriedly, knowing that his friend’s dad would over react when it concerns his son.
“Nothing much. My mum came to the rescue again” Junsu shrugged. He would prefer that last night’s incident be left behind. He had went home to find his dad’s constant questioning and harsh tones about wandering off when he could stay home and study. His mum had on the other hand protected him.
“He’s still young. He needs to have friends and to have fun”
His father scoffed “those are not friends. They pretend and at the end of the day, they are only after one thing. Our money. We don’t need friends. They’re just a burden, one more burden we have to put up with”
Junsu tried to shoved last night’s memory away, only allowing himself of the earlier. His first time and singing and learning a song and it was with Yoochun; he couldn’t help but smile.
“Tell me more about TVXQ Hyukkie-ah”
Eunhyuk eyed him suspiciously as he stole another fries from Junsu’s tray “Well, you met them right?”
Junsu nodded.
“The band was formed by Jaejoong and Yoochun. They are both orphans and their bond are tighter than brothers itself. Yoochun loves to compose while Jaejoong…” Eunhyuk let out a whistle “his voice is just…”
“Wow”
“Then they met Yunho, his family runs the biggest gang in town. In other words, don’t mess with Yunho. That guy has 3 black belts and a master in various martial arts and tons of thugs right behind his back”
“Changmin is the smartest of them all, they’re all attending Clintwood High by the way. That kid is on his way to a full scholarship offer in Yale”
Junsu was confused “then why is he a drummer then?”
“His parents owns Liquid. A bistro slash bar in town, the four of them usually jam there every Friday and Saturday night. Normally, its just how Changmin releases stress. I think you need an outlet too man. With that kind of pressure on your shoulders, even I would snap”
“Besides…” Eunhyuk smirked “You and Yoochun are hitting off pretty well”
Junsu laughed nervously “he’s only being friendly”
Eunhyuk scoffed “Yea, right. I’ve known that guy for years and he’s never taught me anything. Other than to smoke of course”
Junsu’s eyes widen in horror “I’m joking! Which I didn’t definitely”
Eunhyuk took a sip from his soda before continuing “anyway, I suggest you stay away from those guys if you don’t want your dad to kill you. They’re nothing like you Junsu, it was cool seeing them play and everything but those are the guys that plays truancy, fight, smoke and a bunch of other stuff that you only seen in tv”
“Do I look like I will Hyukkie-ah?” Junsu rolled his eyes. His dad would not allow it, he had never disobey his parents before, but the thought of doing it scares him. To see his dad’s eyes burn with anger and raising his arm to slap Junsu. He shuddered at that thought.
His best friend shrugged “Yoochun likes you. I can feel it”
Junsu couldn’t ignore the fluttering in his stomach “Stop joking around Hyukkie”
“He really does! I’ve never seen him so… so.. The way he looks at you! Gosh, during the performance” Eunhyuk shook his head a little.
“You mean, he isn’t like this before?”
Eunhyuk was in a deep thought for a while “nope, not ever. He usually talks the least and he’s always so emo”
Junsu raises his brows in confusion “Whats emo?”
“it’s a slang for moody Su” Eunhyuk sometimes wonder if Junsu was living in this world instead of the 19th century.
“Anyway, its like been forever since Yoochun smiled” Eunhyuk shudder at the memory of Yoochun beating up his bullies. During his days in Clintwood, Eunhyuk remember seeing Yoochun; he was thin and frail. And was an easy target for the bullies. And when Yoochun finally snapped; all hell broke loose. He would always remember the bullies nursing their wounds in his uncle’s clinic; one with a broken hand and the other with a broken nose.
“I’m just warning you Junsu, but aside from that, they’re like any of us. I really like them, I think they play good music” Eunhyuk clapped his hands as he stood up.
“Well, I have to go. My plant in the botanical garden is wilting to the point of no rescue. I’ll see you around Su, be safe”
“Yea, me too”
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He took faster steps as his feet pounded harder and harder against the ground; expressing his anger and discontentment.
Why couldn’t his father be a little more understanding? Or a little more supportive?
“Music? You know you don’t have time for that. And with you taking over my company some day, why is there a need to learn such nonsense?”
Junsu made a left turn as he entered his favorite park. His tears threatening to pour out anytime as he thought about the conversation, no, more like the lecture from his dad earlier. All he wanted was his dad give him permission so he could put in a little more time into his piano lessons, and maybe learn to play the guitar.
Just like Yoochun
Instead, his father had been lashing out at how music is non-beneficial at all. How worthless and insignificant it was.
But it was music that bonded his soul with Yoochun
It had made his life a little more bearable. Before this, Junsu had been already set as the heir to his father’s growing business empire. It has always been his responsibility to do his best and excel in everything he does. Every little mistake he made along the way would be heavily punished while every success would be only a mere nod or silence as his encouragement.
As he grew older, he no longer hoped for the hug, pats and encouragement from his father. As they never came. He had live his life like a machine, with no feelings or anticipation towards his future. Even if it was driving a luxurious car, or living in a mansion or running a multibillion dollar business.
Because none of it included love
Junsu crouched down when he had reach his hiding spot; a hole in between the thick bushes. He carefully inched passed the bushes, trying to avoid getting caught in between the branches.
When he had finally reached the end, Junsu quickly stood up and walked towards the shore of the lake.
It was as breath taking as usual. This was his favorite hiding spot.
From his school. From his dad. From his life.
He could no longer hold his tears in; letting them flow freely now.
He was envious, envious of the people at Clintwood. And envious of Eunhyuk, who’s parents seemed so carefree and loving even when they’re living in Fairview. He knew he sould be thankful; God would have wanted him to be thankful. But he needed more.
“Junsu?” a deep familiar voice had startled him from his train of thoughts.
He quickly used his sleeves to brush the away the stray tears flowing down his cheeks.
“Are you okay?” the voice was laced with concern and Junsu would have recognize it anywhere.
Junsu had his head real low; embarrass that he had been caught in such a fragile state. It didn’t help when he felt Yoochun inched closer and his cloudy and wet line of vision of the grass had been replaced by Yoochun’s concerned face.
Acting on reflex and mostly embarrassment; he looked away again.
“Are you okay?”
He wasn’t
“I’m fine” Junsu managed to squeak out.
Junsu was glad that Yoochun had gave them some personal space again, this time, Junsu caught something blue with black checks floating in his line of vision. “Here”
He reluctantly took the piece of fabric from Yoochun’s hand and dried his moist eyes.
Silence enveloped the atmosphere as both of them took a seat on the grassy ground, Junsu noticed Yoochun was looking into the horizon. Where the sun seemed like it was touching the water.
He had Yoochun’s handkerchief tight to his cheek as he hugged his knees. He could smell Yoochun; it was mint with a dash of tobacco.
For the first time, Junsu broke the silence “What are you doing here? Aren’t you living in Clintwood?”
Yoochun chuckled, his gaze never leaving the lake “I know my way around Junsu. This isn’t the first time I’ve been here”
Junsu blinked, it wasn’t Yoochun’s first time. It means that this wasn’t the first time Yoochun had seen him tearing.
As if Yoochun could read his mind “you come here often too. Sometimes, you cry silently to yourself. Sometimes you throw pebbles into the lake”
“And sometimes, you sing”
“Lost strands of lyrics and melody here and there. I was surprised when you told me you didn’t know any song. Your voice is perfect. And beautiful”
Junsu looked away shyly “I’m nothing”
Yoochun gently took hold of his chin and meet their gazes “when I saw you at Woobin hyung’s
house the other day, I knew I wanted to hear that voice again”
“this time, singing to my song”
Junsu played with his jumper nervously and was glad that Yoochun finally let go. He looked simple today, clad in only a t-shirt and jeans and a hoodie to keep him warm.
“every time I see you here, it would be all tears and sorrow. So unlike the mask you put on the other day”
Yoochun chuckled “it was good seeing you smile. And blush. Jae loves seeing you do it. He thinks its better than makeup”
“Can I see you play Yoochun?” Junsu asked Yoochun shyly; his cheeks tinting pink again.
“I would love to Junsu” he smiled genuinely.
Junsu felt his heart pounding fiercely when Yoochun’s warm hand took his smaller ones.
“Come on”
Junsu blinked in confusion “where are we going?”
His touch was so different from Eunhyuk; his best friend would usually drag him all over the place ignoring if Junsu would even follow his lead or not. But Yoochun, he was gently and encouraging, something that melted his heart.
“You want to hear me play right? I need my keyboard though. And Jae would like to be BFFs with you”
Yoochun’s heart melted at the sight of Junsu pouting “What’s a BFF?”
Just like the other day, Yoochun burst out into laughter wondering if there was such person in the world that was as naïve and cute like Junsu.
He then concluded that Junsu was an epitome of all things innocent and cute.
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Junsu gaped widely at the sight before him.
“Oh my gosh!”
The apartment wasn’t as big as the room in his house but it was cosy; the room was painted with cream color and on one of the walls, the were little splashes of multicolored paints. On the other sides of the wall, the room was hung with posters which Junsu assumed was posters of other bands. There was also a rack jutting out from one side of the wall in the room, displaying the number of neatly hung guitars; from electric to acoustic, Zapelin to Gibson to Yamaha. The colors were also arrange in order and had ranged in sizes.
Junsu was amazed by the number of guitars hanging over the rack and was even more amazed when he saw the drum set shinning at one corner of the room. Besides guitars, the were also a couple of bass hanging on the other side of the room.
There was also Yoochun’s keyboard; sitting on its stand. There were music notes everywhere beside the keyboard. Junsu admired Yoochun’s passion in composing.
Rugs and carpets were neatly laid on the floor; protecting warm feet from touching the icy cold floor. Finally, a red couch set sat facing the drums and the keyboard. Junsu could also see a number of speakers arrange and left randomly around the room.
To sum things up, the studio is wonderful.
No.
TVXQ’s music studio is awesome!
“It isn’t much, but its home. At least, to me and Jae” Yoochun shrugged.
Junsu took a moment from gaping at the room back to look at Yoochun “What do you mean not much?! This place… this place is awesome! Its, its… its nothing like I have at home”
Yoochun laughed “Well, I’m glad you like it. Jae and I took our time decorating this place. That drum set you see there is our latest addition. Chang Min’s addition at least; he’s been eyeing on that set ever since last spring”
“How did you buy all these instruments?” Junsu dash excitedly towards the hanging guitars for a closer look.
“Part time jobs”
Junsu froze; he had never worked in his entire life. Eunhyuk was right, they are nothing like him at all.
Yoochun had sensed Junsu’s silence but he continued “Jae and I work in the workshop downtown. Changmin helps his parents at Liquid while Yunho helps manage his family business”
The older of the two had decided to keep Yunho’s “business” in the dark. At least for now. Junsu was too pure and innocent to know of such things. Things that Yunho is capable of doing.
Yoochun was thankful that Junsu did not press on as the boy was too busy admiring and squealing at everything in the room. Kind of like a dolphin.
Yoochun smiled at his own discovery.
“wow, what’s in this room Yoochun? More instruments?” Junsu was standing very near to his room door. His hand was reaching for the knob.
Yoochun had panicked at that moment, Junsu wasn’t supposed to find his room. He didn’t want to scare the boy away “Yah Junsu. Its nothing important”
He had also in a flash, appeared beside Junsu and was shielding the door from the younger’s view “I’ve haven’t been tidying up. Its kinda messy in there”. You won’t wanna go in”
Junsu had a pout on his face and had wanted to persuade Yoochun for entry into his room, his secrecy all the more making Junsu even curious.
But the rustling on the front door had startled them both, Yoochun was thankful yet again for the interruption.
“Ahh… Junsu!” Jaejoong yelled excitedly as soon as he saw the other two at the far side of the living room slash studio.
Before Junsu could respond, Jae Joong had already pulled him into a bear hug “I had told Yoochun to bring you here earlier, Yunho and Changmin would be glad to have you around”
Yoochun slumped gloomily at the display Jaejoong was putting “where were you anyway?”
“I was buying some groceries before you called. The thing you wanted is down stairs. On your bike” Jaejoong winked making Junsu more confused than he already is.
“Stay with us for dinner Junsu?”
The three were startled by Yunho’s sudden appearance looming behind Jaejoong.
“Yah, Jung Yunho, I’m gonna get a heart attack no thanks to you” Junsu flushed when he saw Yunho leaning in for a kiss from Jaejoong.
“I thought you already are” Yoochun roll his eyes at the cheesiness as Yunho lean in again to steal another peck from Jaejoong‘s lips. As much as he loves his friends; this was too much to bear.
“Get a room you two. We have a guess here” Yoochun muttered as he began to sense Junsu’s uneasiness.
Yunho cleared his throat “where’s Changmin anyway? We’re supposed to practice at 5”
“I’m here” Changmin slumped lazily to the couch and threw his bag casually on it.
“Professor Lee bugging you again Min?” Jaejoong was all too aware of Changmin’s stress.
The youngest of the group rubbed his temples as he closes his eyes in relieve of stress “let’s not talk about him. All I wanna do I play”
“Let’s begin then” Yunho commanded in his leader-shii voice as he walked towards his bass collection; randomly picking one out to play.
Yoochun and Jaejoong had also head to the living room, connecting the speakers and instrument.
“Eat more Junsu. You don’t have to be shy” Jaejoong pushed more of his dishes into Junsu’s bowl and filled it till it was full.
“hey, that’s mine!” Junsu turned his head to the corner where he spotted Yoochun and Changmin childishly fighting for their share of food. Chopsticks battling and spoons clanking.
Yunho on the other hand, was too busy looking at Jaejoong and the latter the same. Their gazes were even more intense than the one Yoochun gave him.
But he smiled inwardly, he had never met a group quite like them. Serious when needed but much relax and playful during breaks. Just like a family.
He had seen them play a while ago, personally. Jaejoong was a really good singer and Junsu admired him a lot. He had also seen Changmin’s drum solo in the middle of the song.
They were definitely the best in town.
He stole a glance at Yoochun who was sitting right on the opposite side of the table. He noted that Yoochun had a cute way of chewing his food; where his mouth would be slightly parted and one side of his cheeks puffy and full with food.
Yoochun was a good and dead serious composer. He could remember seeing him teaching and guiding the band when they ran off key or did their parts wrongly. He had also invited Junsu to sing along with Jaejoong, something, according to Jaejoong that Yoochun had never done before.
He was dead nervous at first, but as soon as Jaejoong began his speech of randomness, Junsu had burst out laughing. He was glad that they did not throw up or anything to his singing. He wasn’t a very good singer. Being raised in a silent home that forbids music other than classical. He was honored at the chance Yoochun and the band gave him.
“so Junsu” Yunho started the conversation, gaining attention from everyone on the table.
Startled from his thoughts, he looked at Yunho seriously.
“What’d you say? Being TVXQ’s new vocalist and guitarist?”
Junsu almost choked on his kimchi when Yunnho uttered the last word.
“I can’t sing. And I certainly can’t play the guitar” Junsu blushed.
Jaejoong laughed and patted Junsu’s shoulder “Yoochun would be here to help you. Right Yoochun? And don’t be silly. You sound great; that raspy voice is good for rock and when you hit the high notes”
Changmin nodded in agreement “he’s good hyung. We needed another vocalist anyway”
“You’re fine Junsu-yah” Yoochun echoed their decision gazing seriously at Junsu.
Before Junsu could even blink or agree, Jaejoong clapped his hands loudly in confirmation. “its settled then. All that‘s left is to get him a stage name”
He gulped.
Junsu had never sing a whole song in his life before, let alone perform in a band.
And that band was TVXQ.
The band he had begun to grow fond of.