Ultraviolet (Epilogue)
Title: Ultraviolet
Author: emilyglh
Pairings: Yoosu, a dash of Yunjae & mischievous Min
Length: Chaptered (Chapter Twenty)
Genre: Romance, Drama, Fluff, Angst (A little bit of everything)
Rating: pg-13
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, with different backgrounds, attending two different schools, living in two different neighborhoods in the same time. Against all odds, the two falls in love and begins a beautiful relationship.
This is it everyone, the end of everything. I hope you enjoy reading this story as much as I do writing it. To all my loyal readers, my apologies for not being able to reply your comments in time and individually. To all the silent readers out there, thank you for reading.
(There are lots of typo and grammar errors); as usual, please forgive them! ^^
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It was noon in Clintwood, with the summer sun ray beating down mercilessly towards the people below. Spring had made its swift exit weeks ago, letting fresh green blossom into an abundant mixture of colors.
People flocked the beach for the warm sand, beautiful sunset and cool clear sea waters while others preferred the comfort of the grassy park for picnic or even a simple stroll. Time seemed to slow down in both Fairview and Clintwood, its residence taking full opportunities of what summer has to offer.
Even with the glaring sunlight piercing through the windows, Yoochun’s room remained dark, shielded from the thick curtains while the air conditioner cooled the room from the heat. Two figures lay huddled closely together on the center of the bed; too close for comfort in fact.
Junsu shifted due to the gutsy discomfort of lying on his stomach, but was unable to. A familiar weight pinned him down against the bed, he could feel warm breath tickling the sensitive skin at the back of his neck, and a pair of arms curling tightly around his waist. He blinked several times in regain of his bearings and smile crept on to his face when last night's memory came flooding back.
He giggled when Yoochun's soft snore filled the dark room and shifted his hips. Junsu realized it was a huge mistake when he heard moans from above him; his round bottom rubbed unconsciously against his lover's still sensitive sex.
Yoochun had collapsed shortly after their third round last night; it was their first after so long. Junsu turned his torso gently pushing the older man to lie on the bed instead of his back. He then stretched his sore body, letting the blood rush through his spine waiting for the pain to subside while he yawned lazily.
With no Yoochun to protect him from the cold, Junsu shivered hugging his naked chest before pulling up the covers and snuggling tightly against his lover.
Yoochun felt shuffling beside him and smiled knowing that he would never wake up to an empty space beside him again. Well, except if Junsu goes for a business trip or if he oversleeps. But that would be left to worry later, Junsu was by his side again, and that’s all that matters.
“You’re awake” Junsu hit his chest playfully when Yoochun welcomed Junsu into his embrace.
The composer chuckled tiredly as he nodded “hours ago. I love the feeling of you close to me”
Yoochun kissed the vanilla scented hair “I can’t get enough of your scent. Its like being in a flower field, refreshing yet addicting and sweet”
Junsu scoffed, despite the curve formed between his lips. He then yawned while stretching his arms “its still early Chunnie. Save your sap for later”
“Hey!” the taller man shifted their positions on to lay on top of his boyfriend; resting on his elbows giving Junsu some room, but they‘re were still glued chest to chest. His plump lower lip stuck out into a pout “you used to blush at my sap. Now all you do is give me unappreciative responses”
The younger of the two smiled, his hands reaching to cup his lover’s face “I was young and stupid back then. But that’s okay, its what makes you a good songwriter anyway”
“Young and cute is who I fell in love with” Yoochun emphasized the cute instead of stupid; his eyes continued staring deeply into Junsu’s.
He allow himself to melt into the composer’s soulful orbs that were staring intently at him “I’m glad you came after me Chun. I couldn’t imagine my life without you. I was so ready to give up then”
“I’m sorry it took so long” Yoochun grinned sheepishly above him. His hair automatically reach to comb Junsu’s brown locks.
“So are you gonna make it up to me?” Junsu grinned teasingly, his eyes shone with a mischievous glint as his fingers circled lightly around Yoochun’s chest.
“With pleasure” grinning at his own pun before swooping down to claim a passionate kiss from his lover. Junsu gladly obliged snaking his arms around the composer’s nape while parting his mouth to welcome Yoochun’s tongue.
Their lip lock lasted a while before they reluctantly pulled apart for air. Yoochun nibbled Junsu’s lower lip gently and letting his tongue lick the trail of saliva flowing down his chin.
“I love you Su” Yoochun sighed dreamily into the crook of Junsu‘s neck.
Before Junsu could pull his lover in for another steamy kiss, the sound of his high pitch ring tone echoed through the room. Yoochun groaned in frustration but didn’t heed the noise, leaning down to claim another kiss from Junsu.
“It might be omma” Junsu pushed his chest to resist. Yoochun gave in easily due to his respect for Junsu’s mother. The woman had never looked down on him and treated Yoochun with the utmost grace the past month.
He peck the composer apologetically before running for his phone hidden in his jeans pocket that was strewn all over the floor along with the rest of their clothing.
He didn’t miss sight of his lover’s round perky bottom as Junsu bent down to reach for his jeans. Yoochun licked his lips as he plopped back down onto his new mattress; his head resting on the soft pillow as he closes his eyes. He was still dead tired after last night; his muscles ached and tired from being overworked.
Junsu probably felt worst and he is going to pamper his baby with a lot of hugs and kisses after this And not to mention the wonderful dinner he had planned tonight at the best restaurant in town. He sighed dreamily; the waft of fresh paint filling his nostrils. He chuckled at the memory of Junsu telling him to remove his pictures and drawings before agreeing to move in with him.
A month has passed since Yoochun went after Junsu, during that course of time, the wedding had been officially canceled with Mr. Kim giving no response whatsoever except for the initial outburst at the reception. Junsu’s mother supported them, and treated Yoochun like her own son. He couldn’t’t be happier.
On the other hand, he and Junsu had begun a steady relationship; they had meals together, they spent time in each other’s house, movies, long phone conversations when they were apart and basically things that any other normal couple would do. After a month of getting to know each other again (and sweet dating), Junsu had finally agreed to move in with Yoochun.
Granted that Yoochun remove all his “artwork” from his walls. To the younger man’s surprise, Yoochun threw all of it away, except for a few photos that was now sitting on his nightstand table. He claimed that he had what he needed right beside him now. They had a new king sized bed, and spent the past few weeks redecorating their room. Junsu had then officially moved in; and they spent last night by celebrating the best way they could.
After last night, the past four years of pain they both experienced was more than worth it. Things were finally setting themselves into place. Yoochun let out another happy sigh as he took a pillow to cover his face; Junsu’s distinct scent imprinted all over it.
“Chunnie!” Junsu’s high pitched yell brought him back to earth. He could feel his lover’s thighs straddling his sides as he sat on Yoochun’s stomach.
“Huh?” Yoochun asked dumbly.
Junsu grinned cutely above him; he had on Yoochun’s boxers.
“its omma and appa’s thirtieth anniversary tonight. Knowing my dad, there would be a grand party. And mum wants us to be there”
Yoochun’s gut churned uncomfortably and his body stiffened at the mention of Mr. Kim; he and the old man never really got to a good start after all. Junsu noticed the frown forming on his boyfriend’s face and leaned in to plant a comforting kiss.
“It’ll be fine, mum had a talk with him. I know he usually ignores you when you’re over, but think of it as a chance to make peace. After all, he can’t hate you forever, you are my other half”
Yoochun smiled warmly as he caressed Junsu’s cheek “I’ll go as long as you’re with me. I’ll work hard to earn his respect, and for the meantime, his acknowledgement”
“Give him a little more time”
“I am”
Junsu took the hand that was resting on his cheek and laced their fingers together, his eyes moist with tears of happiness.
“I love you. So don’t ever think of leaving me again, and if you do, I’m going to hunt you down and castrate you myself” Junsu threatened as tightened their locked hands and he sinks his nails harshly onto Yoochun’s hand making half moons on the tan skin but his playful tone and the grin on his face proved otherwise.
Yoochun yelped in pain and laughed; his deep baritone voice was like music to Junsu’s ears “I won’t ever. Even if your dad kills me”
“He won’t. Cause I’m gonna kill him first. And then kill you for listening to his useless threats”
“I love you too Su, despite you being violent now”
“OWW!”
Yoochun touch his chest and tilted his head down for a look, feeling the print of Junsu’s teeth on his skin “You left a mark there!”
“Did not. And you don’t see me complaining with all the marks you left on my body”
“But that was different. I didn’t even use my teeth”
“Shut up and kiss me”
“So demanding” he murmured “I missed the old shy Su”
“WHAT?!”
“Nothing!”
“You…” and Yoochun aimed for Junsu’s lips before the latter could argue back.
They spent the whole morning cuddling and catching up on sleep, though Yoochun was terribly nervous about tonight. He was a little upset that he has to cancel on his well planned (romantic) dinner but smiles when he thinks the reservation would be put to better use.
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“Its really nice of you to bring me here Yunnie. What’s the special ocassion?” Jaejoong asked casually as he took another polite bite at the cut portion of his steak.
Yunho smiled, his heart pounding violently against his ribcage. He eyed the head waiter who already was on standby at the corner.
He did a quick mental checklist; Flowers; check. Music (in the form of violinist and the pianist); check. Romantic restaurant atmosphere (courtesy of Yoochun); check. Ring (Yunho tapped his pants pocket); check. Speech (already memorized in his mind); check.
And most importantly, Jaejoong (now looking adorably lovely with wide eyes, waiting for Yunho's reply); check.
Yunho cleared his throat. Here goes nothing. He slid off his chair and propped his left knee to kneel on the floor.
“Hyung!”
Yunho froze at the familiar voice and cues the waiter to halt their surprise plan when Jaejoong was not watching.
“Minnie!” Jaejoong called out happily; oblivious to Yunho’s uneasiness.
He then turned his attention to Yunho who was still kneeling on the floor; brows creased in a questioning manner “are you okay Yunnie?”
The leader nodded dumbly “Of course!” he stammered “I...I was looking for my earring” he then reached for the floor blindly to pretend searching for the said object.
“Found it!” he quickly shuffled back to his seat and cursed for his stupidity.
The leader sigh in relief that Jaejoong had not caught on his intentions, he then takes in a few deep breaths to regain his composure and turn to find the love of his life staring intently at Changmin.
Or rather the person standing behind him, as Yunho had realize when he turned to look at the ex drummer.
A girl, almost as tall as Changmin stood behind him; Yunho had also noticed their laced hands hidden behind the youngest member's back. She had jet black, long wavy hair that flow downwards until her shoulders, the light makeup she had on complimented her facial features while her black dress hugged her impressive figure and made her long model legs to stand out.
In short, she was perfect. Perfect for Changmin of course. He already had Jaejoong; and no one is more beautiful than him.
“Oh, and who is this?” Jaejoong's teasing voice broke Yunho from his reverie.
Changmin grinned mischievously bringing their linked hands out of hiding and gently led the girl forward to stand next to him “my very good friend in Yale. She's a big fan of Yoochun hyung's music. And I thought she should listen to him live”
“This is Yuri. Kwon Yu-ri”
“And Yuri, this are my best buddies. More like my brothers, Jaejoong hyung and Yunho hyung”
The said pretty girl bowed politely and the three exchanged smiles and handshakes.
“Changmin-ah has been talking a lot about you both” Yuri smiled.
Jaejoong grin sheepishly “really? Well, he hasn't mention anything about having such a beautiful girlfriend like you”
Yuri blushed slightly at the compliment while Changmin whined “hyung! I thought it would be a surprise for you guys. Besides, Yuri here had no initial plans on visiting Clintwood”
“hey” Yuri turned to face her boyfriend, landing a light smack on his head “I did, and I said I wasn't sure. I didn't know my parents would leave me all alone for a cruise”
“So I only come second after your parents?” Changmin pouted animatedly, startling the leader for a while; the Changmin that was in love was a little amusing to watch.
“Of course” Yuri answered confidently but reach to cupped Changmin's face gently “they gave birth to me”
“Fine. You win there” they both smiled happily before Changmin turned to looked at Jaejoong.
“She's a freaking awesome cook too, hyung!” the proud Changmin then planted a peck on his girlfriend’s cheek earning an even more intense blush from her.
Jaejoong and Yunho shared an amused laughter “you guys had seats already? Why don't you both join us?”
“if thats okay with you Yunnie...” Yunho sighed inwardly but nodded anyway; a little glimmer of hope that Changmin would decline the offer.
But that hope disappeared as fast as it came.
“Sure” so much for proposing today.
Changmin was being the blunt, straightforward him as usual. They spent the whole dinner getting to know Yuri and how she could be the one that was able to tame the mischievous Shim Changmin.
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“You okay Yunnie? You have been spacing out all night” Jaejoong asked worriedly as they strolled hand in hand down the streets of Clintwood in the comforting summer night.
Dinner had ended hours ago, the couple had then parted with Changmin and Yuri for a little time of their own. Their summer break would come to an end soon and in less than two days, the duo would have to head back to the studios and produce more albums and chart topping hits. They would have to be back on guard again, where the world would judge them, punish them for every little mistake they do.
Jaejoong let out a contended sigh as he leaned against Yunho's broad shoulders.
“I'm happy now Yunho. Despite our stressful schedule and lives, I love it now. Because I have you by my side”
Yunho's heart softened at the confession “I love you too Joongie-ah. And we'll go through this together”
The taller of the two reached into his dress pants pocket to fish out the box he had been keeping with him since a month ago. He had been planning to propose since then, but there would always be interruptions and at times Yunho would simple lose his voice (and courage).
He was done with procrastinating.
So pulled pulled them into a halt, tugged Jaejoong to face him and got down onto the floor to kneel. He pulled Jaejoong's left hand to plant a loving kiss before caressing the soft skin tenderly.
“Jaejoong-ah. We've known each other since high school, but I fell for you long before that. I just didn't have the courage to confess. It took me months to even talk to you, but seeing what I have today. I've never regretted every single second we spend together. I know I have not been a good boyfriend in the past, and my dad gave you a hard time”
The lead singer covered his mouth with his free hand, he wanted to cry and smile at the same time. Yunho pulled out the tiny box cover to reveal a beautiful diamond embedded ring.
“But we proved everyone wrong. We proved that a thug and and a great singer like you can be together. Its been eight years since I've asked you out. And now after eight years, I'm asking you to stick with me forever, there's no one I would rather spend the rest of my life with besides you. Because you are my first and last love. Kim Jaejoong, would you marry me?”
By the end of the speech, Jaejoong's eyes were already red and moist with tears. He too dropped on his knees and crushed his lover in his tight embrace, not caring about soiling his expensive dress pants.
“You already know my answer, love. And I'll say it again; yes Jung Yunho. I'll marry and love you for as long as you allow me to”
With a slip of a ring and a passionate kiss, their promise was sealed. They were both on their feet now, bodies still incredibly close together, foreheads touching and sharing an intense gaze.
There was no need for music, or flowers, or a romantic setting.
A perfect proposal is from the sincerity of the heart. And the bond of their love.
Because to Kim Jaejoong, Jung Yunho would forever be perfect in his eyes.
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“Stop playing with your tie, Chunnie. You look fine” Junsu complained half heartedly as he helped to re-adjust the tie on his lover's neck. Yoochun has been fidgeting with it the whole car ride to Junsu's parents house.
“This suit feels itchy. And hot” the composer had on a black shirt beneath his black suit and a red skinny tie to make his attire a little more formal, the way Junsu‘s dad likes it. The composer looked dashingly handsome. They had gone for a last minute shopping knowing that Mr. Kim is really in favor of men who wore suits. Something about professionalism and mannerism.
Junsu smiled cutely and leaned his head against the broad chest, inhaling Yoochun's cologne “if it helps. I think you look handsome in a suit. Especially that day when you came after me”
Yoochun grinned “I do?”
The shorter man tilted his head to press a chaste kiss on his lover “Yes, now lets go in. My parents are waiting”
Junsu guided Yoochun to his huge backyard with their hands entwined tightly together.
“Mum” Junsu called as he spotted his parents who were in the midst of entertaining their guests in the middle of the yard.
The said middle aged woman turned to the source of the her son's voice. She had on a maroon evening dress with a dash of light makeup. Yoochun thought she had looked especially elegant with her hair done up. The composer had never have much time to have a mother figure before, and Junsu's mother had been like one to him for the past month. He liked the feeling of having someone to fuss over his health, well being and his happiness.
He felt Junsu's hand squeezing his own as if to channel his love and support to Yoochun. They approached Junsu's parents and Yoochun bowed politely to the both of them.
“Auntie, Uncle” he felt eyes roam up and down his body to approve of his attire for the night. He swallowed the lump formed in his throat in anxiousness.
Junsu's grip tightened and he caressed Yoochun's skin with his thumb as he felt Yoochun tense up to calm him.
Mr. Kim caught the movements of their hands and his eyes widen, trying to control his disgust and trying not to be appalled by their affections.
“Congratulations on your anniversary” Yoochun managed to speak despite his nervousness.
Mrs. Kim's smile widen and thanked Yoochun for his politeness, she then nudged her husband to do the same when the latter's eyes remain fixated to their laced hands.
“Oh..” he cleared his throat awkwardly “umm... thank you boy”
Junsu plastered his fake smile as the atmosphere got a little tense after the initial greetings. But he thanked the heavens when of one his father's business associates approached to greet them.
“Ahh.. Mr. Kim. What a pleasure!” the middle aged man, who had a little moustache on his face and was slightly younger than Junsu's father himself shook hands with the elderly Kim.
Junsu's father immediately relax as soon as his attention was off Yoochun and proceeded to greet the man “thank you for being able to make it Mr. Soong”
“This must be your lovely wife. Pleasure Mrs. Kim” the man bowed and took her hand like a gentleman would.
His eyes then traveled to Junsu and Yoochun; he seemed unaffectedby the fact that they were holding hands.
“You must be Junsu and...” he paused to look at the composer for a moment. Yoochun had wanted to introduce himself but the man beat him to it.
“Park Yoochun!” all eyes widen in shock, especially Mr. Kim's. He was sure Yoochun had never met anyone from Junsu's business circle, even though he was often present for dinner at their house but this was the first event they attended publicly since they got together.
The man smiled “I'm Run Ringer remember? I've been trying to get you to join my company for the past few weeks”
The composer then smiled in recognition and shook the man's hand “I'm sorry Mr. Soong. I didn't know it was you”
The elder man grinned as he shoved his hands into his pockets casually “I like to go on disguise when I recruit my gems”
Mr. Soong then turned to Mr. Kim “mighty talented boy you have here Mr. Kim. I've been after him for weeks. But sadly, he wants to spend more time with his partner”
All eyes were on Junsu as Yoochun blushed profusely.
“I was hoping you could persuade him. It would be a waste if his talent was just kept hidden like that” Mr. Soong said as he patted Mr. Kim's shoulder.
The elder man said nothing in reply; he was still absorbing the fact that one of the most famous music producer in the industry would actually know Yoochun. And even persuade him to work for his company. As far as he knows, Yoochun plays in a cheap bar and works in a workshop downtown.
Junsu turned to look at his boyfriend, puzzled by the sudden turn of events “why didn't you tell me about this?”
Yoochun shrugged “whats there to tell? I've never thought of accepting it anyway”
“Why not?” he let Yoochun's hand go.
“I just got you back in my life again. All I want now is a stable life”
A loud smack was heard as Junsu palm landed on Yoochun's head “Ouch!”
“As much as I'm flattered and touched, I want you to accept the offer Park Yoochun” Junsu's tone was laced with warning.
“Because music is your thing” his tone softened again and he reached to hugged the elder man “I don't want you giving it up because of me again”
Both of them shared a heartwarming gaze but the voice that spoke startled them all “accept the offer Yoochun. Mr. Soong here is the best in the industry. For him to be asking you more than twice proves that you really are talented”
“Don't let my stupid son get in the way” with the usual poker face he had on, one would never imagine Mr. Kim would be joking. But years of living with his father had Junsu accustomed to the elder man's rather odd habits.
“Well, that settles it then” the mustached man clapped and rubbed his hands together contentedly “I'll be seeing you soon then Yoochun. You have my number I assume” with that, the producer left the family to their privacy again.
“What was that for appa?” Junsu whined.
“It means, at least the Kim family would have a famous composer in their family. And without you getting in the way, I would have a well-known son in law”
Mrs. Kim was stunned from her husband's words, her lips then form into a small curve. The elder Kim was beginning to accept Yoochun.
“You both come home often for dinner. In the meantime, I still have other guest to attend to” Junsu's father cleared his throat and looked away uncomfortably. Mrs. Kim just smiled at her husband's effort to be accepting yet stern at the same time, after all, the old man's pride did mean a lot to him.
“Enjoy yourself tonight Yoochun” the last word came out more of a low inaudible mutter but Yoochun caught it anyway. The composer couldn’t wipe the happy grin off his face.
He felt a pair of hands cupped his face “told you it’ll be fine”
Junsu brought Yoochun’s face for a quick kiss on his lips as a reward for not losing his composure tonight. The composer snaked his hands around his lover’s tiny waist for a hug.
Junsu squinted as he caught sight of a familiar figure over Yoochun’s shoulders in the distance.
Isn’t that, Eunhyuk?
His eyes grew even larger as he spots another familiar back while Eunhyuk held on to her waist tightly.
And Taeyeon?!!
Junsu’s guess was confirmed as Eunhyuk turned to his side while Taeyeon stayed impossibly close to him to help mingle with more of the guests present at the party.
He smiled and sighed contentedly.
Everyone did have their happy ending. Though it wasn’t really an ending for him and Yoochun.
But merely the beginning of their lives together.
The thought of their home, family, friends and Harang made Junsu’s heart flutter in happiness.
His hold around Yoochun’s back tightened, burying his face onto the composer’s shoulders as they swayed gently to the rhythm of the music enjoying their night together as a couple.
Author: emilyglh
Pairings: Yoosu, a dash of Yunjae & mischievous Min
Length: Chaptered (Chapter Twenty)
Genre: Romance, Drama, Fluff, Angst (A little bit of everything)
Rating: pg-13
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, with different backgrounds, attending two different schools, living in two different neighborhoods in the same time. Against all odds, the two falls in love and begins a beautiful relationship.
This is it everyone, the end of everything. I hope you enjoy reading this story as much as I do writing it. To all my loyal readers, my apologies for not being able to reply your comments in time and individually. To all the silent readers out there, thank you for reading.
(There are lots of typo and grammar errors); as usual, please forgive them! ^^
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It was noon in Clintwood, with the summer sun ray beating down mercilessly towards the people below. Spring had made its swift exit weeks ago, letting fresh green blossom into an abundant mixture of colors.
People flocked the beach for the warm sand, beautiful sunset and cool clear sea waters while others preferred the comfort of the grassy park for picnic or even a simple stroll. Time seemed to slow down in both Fairview and Clintwood, its residence taking full opportunities of what summer has to offer.
Even with the glaring sunlight piercing through the windows, Yoochun’s room remained dark, shielded from the thick curtains while the air conditioner cooled the room from the heat. Two figures lay huddled closely together on the center of the bed; too close for comfort in fact.
Junsu shifted due to the gutsy discomfort of lying on his stomach, but was unable to. A familiar weight pinned him down against the bed, he could feel warm breath tickling the sensitive skin at the back of his neck, and a pair of arms curling tightly around his waist. He blinked several times in regain of his bearings and smile crept on to his face when last night's memory came flooding back.
He giggled when Yoochun's soft snore filled the dark room and shifted his hips. Junsu realized it was a huge mistake when he heard moans from above him; his round bottom rubbed unconsciously against his lover's still sensitive sex.
Yoochun had collapsed shortly after their third round last night; it was their first after so long. Junsu turned his torso gently pushing the older man to lie on the bed instead of his back. He then stretched his sore body, letting the blood rush through his spine waiting for the pain to subside while he yawned lazily.
With no Yoochun to protect him from the cold, Junsu shivered hugging his naked chest before pulling up the covers and snuggling tightly against his lover.
Yoochun felt shuffling beside him and smiled knowing that he would never wake up to an empty space beside him again. Well, except if Junsu goes for a business trip or if he oversleeps. But that would be left to worry later, Junsu was by his side again, and that’s all that matters.
“You’re awake” Junsu hit his chest playfully when Yoochun welcomed Junsu into his embrace.
The composer chuckled tiredly as he nodded “hours ago. I love the feeling of you close to me”
Yoochun kissed the vanilla scented hair “I can’t get enough of your scent. Its like being in a flower field, refreshing yet addicting and sweet”
Junsu scoffed, despite the curve formed between his lips. He then yawned while stretching his arms “its still early Chunnie. Save your sap for later”
“Hey!” the taller man shifted their positions on to lay on top of his boyfriend; resting on his elbows giving Junsu some room, but they‘re were still glued chest to chest. His plump lower lip stuck out into a pout “you used to blush at my sap. Now all you do is give me unappreciative responses”
The younger of the two smiled, his hands reaching to cup his lover’s face “I was young and stupid back then. But that’s okay, its what makes you a good songwriter anyway”
“Young and cute is who I fell in love with” Yoochun emphasized the cute instead of stupid; his eyes continued staring deeply into Junsu’s.
He allow himself to melt into the composer’s soulful orbs that were staring intently at him “I’m glad you came after me Chun. I couldn’t imagine my life without you. I was so ready to give up then”
“I’m sorry it took so long” Yoochun grinned sheepishly above him. His hair automatically reach to comb Junsu’s brown locks.
“So are you gonna make it up to me?” Junsu grinned teasingly, his eyes shone with a mischievous glint as his fingers circled lightly around Yoochun’s chest.
“With pleasure” grinning at his own pun before swooping down to claim a passionate kiss from his lover. Junsu gladly obliged snaking his arms around the composer’s nape while parting his mouth to welcome Yoochun’s tongue.
Their lip lock lasted a while before they reluctantly pulled apart for air. Yoochun nibbled Junsu’s lower lip gently and letting his tongue lick the trail of saliva flowing down his chin.
“I love you Su” Yoochun sighed dreamily into the crook of Junsu‘s neck.
Before Junsu could pull his lover in for another steamy kiss, the sound of his high pitch ring tone echoed through the room. Yoochun groaned in frustration but didn’t heed the noise, leaning down to claim another kiss from Junsu.
“It might be omma” Junsu pushed his chest to resist. Yoochun gave in easily due to his respect for Junsu’s mother. The woman had never looked down on him and treated Yoochun with the utmost grace the past month.
He peck the composer apologetically before running for his phone hidden in his jeans pocket that was strewn all over the floor along with the rest of their clothing.
He didn’t miss sight of his lover’s round perky bottom as Junsu bent down to reach for his jeans. Yoochun licked his lips as he plopped back down onto his new mattress; his head resting on the soft pillow as he closes his eyes. He was still dead tired after last night; his muscles ached and tired from being overworked.
Junsu probably felt worst and he is going to pamper his baby with a lot of hugs and kisses after this And not to mention the wonderful dinner he had planned tonight at the best restaurant in town. He sighed dreamily; the waft of fresh paint filling his nostrils. He chuckled at the memory of Junsu telling him to remove his pictures and drawings before agreeing to move in with him.
A month has passed since Yoochun went after Junsu, during that course of time, the wedding had been officially canceled with Mr. Kim giving no response whatsoever except for the initial outburst at the reception. Junsu’s mother supported them, and treated Yoochun like her own son. He couldn’t’t be happier.
On the other hand, he and Junsu had begun a steady relationship; they had meals together, they spent time in each other’s house, movies, long phone conversations when they were apart and basically things that any other normal couple would do. After a month of getting to know each other again (and sweet dating), Junsu had finally agreed to move in with Yoochun.
Granted that Yoochun remove all his “artwork” from his walls. To the younger man’s surprise, Yoochun threw all of it away, except for a few photos that was now sitting on his nightstand table. He claimed that he had what he needed right beside him now. They had a new king sized bed, and spent the past few weeks redecorating their room. Junsu had then officially moved in; and they spent last night by celebrating the best way they could.
After last night, the past four years of pain they both experienced was more than worth it. Things were finally setting themselves into place. Yoochun let out another happy sigh as he took a pillow to cover his face; Junsu’s distinct scent imprinted all over it.
“Chunnie!” Junsu’s high pitched yell brought him back to earth. He could feel his lover’s thighs straddling his sides as he sat on Yoochun’s stomach.
“Huh?” Yoochun asked dumbly.
Junsu grinned cutely above him; he had on Yoochun’s boxers.
“its omma and appa’s thirtieth anniversary tonight. Knowing my dad, there would be a grand party. And mum wants us to be there”
Yoochun’s gut churned uncomfortably and his body stiffened at the mention of Mr. Kim; he and the old man never really got to a good start after all. Junsu noticed the frown forming on his boyfriend’s face and leaned in to plant a comforting kiss.
“It’ll be fine, mum had a talk with him. I know he usually ignores you when you’re over, but think of it as a chance to make peace. After all, he can’t hate you forever, you are my other half”
Yoochun smiled warmly as he caressed Junsu’s cheek “I’ll go as long as you’re with me. I’ll work hard to earn his respect, and for the meantime, his acknowledgement”
“Give him a little more time”
“I am”
Junsu took the hand that was resting on his cheek and laced their fingers together, his eyes moist with tears of happiness.
“I love you. So don’t ever think of leaving me again, and if you do, I’m going to hunt you down and castrate you myself” Junsu threatened as tightened their locked hands and he sinks his nails harshly onto Yoochun’s hand making half moons on the tan skin but his playful tone and the grin on his face proved otherwise.
Yoochun yelped in pain and laughed; his deep baritone voice was like music to Junsu’s ears “I won’t ever. Even if your dad kills me”
“He won’t. Cause I’m gonna kill him first. And then kill you for listening to his useless threats”
“I love you too Su, despite you being violent now”
“OWW!”
Yoochun touch his chest and tilted his head down for a look, feeling the print of Junsu’s teeth on his skin “You left a mark there!”
“Did not. And you don’t see me complaining with all the marks you left on my body”
“But that was different. I didn’t even use my teeth”
“Shut up and kiss me”
“So demanding” he murmured “I missed the old shy Su”
“WHAT?!”
“Nothing!”
“You…” and Yoochun aimed for Junsu’s lips before the latter could argue back.
They spent the whole morning cuddling and catching up on sleep, though Yoochun was terribly nervous about tonight. He was a little upset that he has to cancel on his well planned (romantic) dinner but smiles when he thinks the reservation would be put to better use.
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“Its really nice of you to bring me here Yunnie. What’s the special ocassion?” Jaejoong asked casually as he took another polite bite at the cut portion of his steak.
Yunho smiled, his heart pounding violently against his ribcage. He eyed the head waiter who already was on standby at the corner.
He did a quick mental checklist; Flowers; check. Music (in the form of violinist and the pianist); check. Romantic restaurant atmosphere (courtesy of Yoochun); check. Ring (Yunho tapped his pants pocket); check. Speech (already memorized in his mind); check.
And most importantly, Jaejoong (now looking adorably lovely with wide eyes, waiting for Yunho's reply); check.
Yunho cleared his throat. Here goes nothing. He slid off his chair and propped his left knee to kneel on the floor.
“Hyung!”
Yunho froze at the familiar voice and cues the waiter to halt their surprise plan when Jaejoong was not watching.
“Minnie!” Jaejoong called out happily; oblivious to Yunho’s uneasiness.
He then turned his attention to Yunho who was still kneeling on the floor; brows creased in a questioning manner “are you okay Yunnie?”
The leader nodded dumbly “Of course!” he stammered “I...I was looking for my earring” he then reached for the floor blindly to pretend searching for the said object.
“Found it!” he quickly shuffled back to his seat and cursed for his stupidity.
The leader sigh in relief that Jaejoong had not caught on his intentions, he then takes in a few deep breaths to regain his composure and turn to find the love of his life staring intently at Changmin.
Or rather the person standing behind him, as Yunho had realize when he turned to look at the ex drummer.
A girl, almost as tall as Changmin stood behind him; Yunho had also noticed their laced hands hidden behind the youngest member's back. She had jet black, long wavy hair that flow downwards until her shoulders, the light makeup she had on complimented her facial features while her black dress hugged her impressive figure and made her long model legs to stand out.
In short, she was perfect. Perfect for Changmin of course. He already had Jaejoong; and no one is more beautiful than him.
“Oh, and who is this?” Jaejoong's teasing voice broke Yunho from his reverie.
Changmin grinned mischievously bringing their linked hands out of hiding and gently led the girl forward to stand next to him “my very good friend in Yale. She's a big fan of Yoochun hyung's music. And I thought she should listen to him live”
“This is Yuri. Kwon Yu-ri”
“And Yuri, this are my best buddies. More like my brothers, Jaejoong hyung and Yunho hyung”
The said pretty girl bowed politely and the three exchanged smiles and handshakes.
“Changmin-ah has been talking a lot about you both” Yuri smiled.
Jaejoong grin sheepishly “really? Well, he hasn't mention anything about having such a beautiful girlfriend like you”
Yuri blushed slightly at the compliment while Changmin whined “hyung! I thought it would be a surprise for you guys. Besides, Yuri here had no initial plans on visiting Clintwood”
“hey” Yuri turned to face her boyfriend, landing a light smack on his head “I did, and I said I wasn't sure. I didn't know my parents would leave me all alone for a cruise”
“So I only come second after your parents?” Changmin pouted animatedly, startling the leader for a while; the Changmin that was in love was a little amusing to watch.
“Of course” Yuri answered confidently but reach to cupped Changmin's face gently “they gave birth to me”
“Fine. You win there” they both smiled happily before Changmin turned to looked at Jaejoong.
“She's a freaking awesome cook too, hyung!” the proud Changmin then planted a peck on his girlfriend’s cheek earning an even more intense blush from her.
Jaejoong and Yunho shared an amused laughter “you guys had seats already? Why don't you both join us?”
“if thats okay with you Yunnie...” Yunho sighed inwardly but nodded anyway; a little glimmer of hope that Changmin would decline the offer.
But that hope disappeared as fast as it came.
“Sure” so much for proposing today.
Changmin was being the blunt, straightforward him as usual. They spent the whole dinner getting to know Yuri and how she could be the one that was able to tame the mischievous Shim Changmin.
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“You okay Yunnie? You have been spacing out all night” Jaejoong asked worriedly as they strolled hand in hand down the streets of Clintwood in the comforting summer night.
Dinner had ended hours ago, the couple had then parted with Changmin and Yuri for a little time of their own. Their summer break would come to an end soon and in less than two days, the duo would have to head back to the studios and produce more albums and chart topping hits. They would have to be back on guard again, where the world would judge them, punish them for every little mistake they do.
Jaejoong let out a contended sigh as he leaned against Yunho's broad shoulders.
“I'm happy now Yunho. Despite our stressful schedule and lives, I love it now. Because I have you by my side”
Yunho's heart softened at the confession “I love you too Joongie-ah. And we'll go through this together”
The taller of the two reached into his dress pants pocket to fish out the box he had been keeping with him since a month ago. He had been planning to propose since then, but there would always be interruptions and at times Yunho would simple lose his voice (and courage).
He was done with procrastinating.
So pulled pulled them into a halt, tugged Jaejoong to face him and got down onto the floor to kneel. He pulled Jaejoong's left hand to plant a loving kiss before caressing the soft skin tenderly.
“Jaejoong-ah. We've known each other since high school, but I fell for you long before that. I just didn't have the courage to confess. It took me months to even talk to you, but seeing what I have today. I've never regretted every single second we spend together. I know I have not been a good boyfriend in the past, and my dad gave you a hard time”
The lead singer covered his mouth with his free hand, he wanted to cry and smile at the same time. Yunho pulled out the tiny box cover to reveal a beautiful diamond embedded ring.
“But we proved everyone wrong. We proved that a thug and and a great singer like you can be together. Its been eight years since I've asked you out. And now after eight years, I'm asking you to stick with me forever, there's no one I would rather spend the rest of my life with besides you. Because you are my first and last love. Kim Jaejoong, would you marry me?”
By the end of the speech, Jaejoong's eyes were already red and moist with tears. He too dropped on his knees and crushed his lover in his tight embrace, not caring about soiling his expensive dress pants.
“You already know my answer, love. And I'll say it again; yes Jung Yunho. I'll marry and love you for as long as you allow me to”
With a slip of a ring and a passionate kiss, their promise was sealed. They were both on their feet now, bodies still incredibly close together, foreheads touching and sharing an intense gaze.
There was no need for music, or flowers, or a romantic setting.
A perfect proposal is from the sincerity of the heart. And the bond of their love.
Because to Kim Jaejoong, Jung Yunho would forever be perfect in his eyes.
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“Stop playing with your tie, Chunnie. You look fine” Junsu complained half heartedly as he helped to re-adjust the tie on his lover's neck. Yoochun has been fidgeting with it the whole car ride to Junsu's parents house.
“This suit feels itchy. And hot” the composer had on a black shirt beneath his black suit and a red skinny tie to make his attire a little more formal, the way Junsu‘s dad likes it. The composer looked dashingly handsome. They had gone for a last minute shopping knowing that Mr. Kim is really in favor of men who wore suits. Something about professionalism and mannerism.
Junsu smiled cutely and leaned his head against the broad chest, inhaling Yoochun's cologne “if it helps. I think you look handsome in a suit. Especially that day when you came after me”
Yoochun grinned “I do?”
The shorter man tilted his head to press a chaste kiss on his lover “Yes, now lets go in. My parents are waiting”
Junsu guided Yoochun to his huge backyard with their hands entwined tightly together.
“Mum” Junsu called as he spotted his parents who were in the midst of entertaining their guests in the middle of the yard.
The said middle aged woman turned to the source of the her son's voice. She had on a maroon evening dress with a dash of light makeup. Yoochun thought she had looked especially elegant with her hair done up. The composer had never have much time to have a mother figure before, and Junsu's mother had been like one to him for the past month. He liked the feeling of having someone to fuss over his health, well being and his happiness.
He felt Junsu's hand squeezing his own as if to channel his love and support to Yoochun. They approached Junsu's parents and Yoochun bowed politely to the both of them.
“Auntie, Uncle” he felt eyes roam up and down his body to approve of his attire for the night. He swallowed the lump formed in his throat in anxiousness.
Junsu's grip tightened and he caressed Yoochun's skin with his thumb as he felt Yoochun tense up to calm him.
Mr. Kim caught the movements of their hands and his eyes widen, trying to control his disgust and trying not to be appalled by their affections.
“Congratulations on your anniversary” Yoochun managed to speak despite his nervousness.
Mrs. Kim's smile widen and thanked Yoochun for his politeness, she then nudged her husband to do the same when the latter's eyes remain fixated to their laced hands.
“Oh..” he cleared his throat awkwardly “umm... thank you boy”
Junsu plastered his fake smile as the atmosphere got a little tense after the initial greetings. But he thanked the heavens when of one his father's business associates approached to greet them.
“Ahh.. Mr. Kim. What a pleasure!” the middle aged man, who had a little moustache on his face and was slightly younger than Junsu's father himself shook hands with the elderly Kim.
Junsu's father immediately relax as soon as his attention was off Yoochun and proceeded to greet the man “thank you for being able to make it Mr. Soong”
“This must be your lovely wife. Pleasure Mrs. Kim” the man bowed and took her hand like a gentleman would.
His eyes then traveled to Junsu and Yoochun; he seemed unaffectedby the fact that they were holding hands.
“You must be Junsu and...” he paused to look at the composer for a moment. Yoochun had wanted to introduce himself but the man beat him to it.
“Park Yoochun!” all eyes widen in shock, especially Mr. Kim's. He was sure Yoochun had never met anyone from Junsu's business circle, even though he was often present for dinner at their house but this was the first event they attended publicly since they got together.
The man smiled “I'm Run Ringer remember? I've been trying to get you to join my company for the past few weeks”
The composer then smiled in recognition and shook the man's hand “I'm sorry Mr. Soong. I didn't know it was you”
The elder man grinned as he shoved his hands into his pockets casually “I like to go on disguise when I recruit my gems”
Mr. Soong then turned to Mr. Kim “mighty talented boy you have here Mr. Kim. I've been after him for weeks. But sadly, he wants to spend more time with his partner”
All eyes were on Junsu as Yoochun blushed profusely.
“I was hoping you could persuade him. It would be a waste if his talent was just kept hidden like that” Mr. Soong said as he patted Mr. Kim's shoulder.
The elder man said nothing in reply; he was still absorbing the fact that one of the most famous music producer in the industry would actually know Yoochun. And even persuade him to work for his company. As far as he knows, Yoochun plays in a cheap bar and works in a workshop downtown.
Junsu turned to look at his boyfriend, puzzled by the sudden turn of events “why didn't you tell me about this?”
Yoochun shrugged “whats there to tell? I've never thought of accepting it anyway”
“Why not?” he let Yoochun's hand go.
“I just got you back in my life again. All I want now is a stable life”
A loud smack was heard as Junsu palm landed on Yoochun's head “Ouch!”
“As much as I'm flattered and touched, I want you to accept the offer Park Yoochun” Junsu's tone was laced with warning.
“Because music is your thing” his tone softened again and he reached to hugged the elder man “I don't want you giving it up because of me again”
Both of them shared a heartwarming gaze but the voice that spoke startled them all “accept the offer Yoochun. Mr. Soong here is the best in the industry. For him to be asking you more than twice proves that you really are talented”
“Don't let my stupid son get in the way” with the usual poker face he had on, one would never imagine Mr. Kim would be joking. But years of living with his father had Junsu accustomed to the elder man's rather odd habits.
“Well, that settles it then” the mustached man clapped and rubbed his hands together contentedly “I'll be seeing you soon then Yoochun. You have my number I assume” with that, the producer left the family to their privacy again.
“What was that for appa?” Junsu whined.
“It means, at least the Kim family would have a famous composer in their family. And without you getting in the way, I would have a well-known son in law”
Mrs. Kim was stunned from her husband's words, her lips then form into a small curve. The elder Kim was beginning to accept Yoochun.
“You both come home often for dinner. In the meantime, I still have other guest to attend to” Junsu's father cleared his throat and looked away uncomfortably. Mrs. Kim just smiled at her husband's effort to be accepting yet stern at the same time, after all, the old man's pride did mean a lot to him.
“Enjoy yourself tonight Yoochun” the last word came out more of a low inaudible mutter but Yoochun caught it anyway. The composer couldn’t wipe the happy grin off his face.
He felt a pair of hands cupped his face “told you it’ll be fine”
Junsu brought Yoochun’s face for a quick kiss on his lips as a reward for not losing his composure tonight. The composer snaked his hands around his lover’s tiny waist for a hug.
Junsu squinted as he caught sight of a familiar figure over Yoochun’s shoulders in the distance.
Isn’t that, Eunhyuk?
His eyes grew even larger as he spots another familiar back while Eunhyuk held on to her waist tightly.
And Taeyeon?!!
Junsu’s guess was confirmed as Eunhyuk turned to his side while Taeyeon stayed impossibly close to him to help mingle with more of the guests present at the party.
He smiled and sighed contentedly.
Everyone did have their happy ending. Though it wasn’t really an ending for him and Yoochun.
But merely the beginning of their lives together.
The thought of their home, family, friends and Harang made Junsu’s heart flutter in happiness.
His hold around Yoochun’s back tightened, burying his face onto the composer’s shoulders as they swayed gently to the rhythm of the music enjoying their night together as a couple.