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Part 1
Our Song
Baby tonight,
The DJ got us falling in love again
Yunho was not amused by the amount of alcohol his friends were consuming. Each one of them had drunk more than five shots and they were barely at the club for one hour. His own glass of bourbon was still full, untouched. He had gotten enough of alcohol; he was not going to drown in that sea again. He was not going to consume his body and mind with something as draining as this drink. His finger traced the rim of the glass. A droplet of the liquor caught his finger and he lifted it and put it in his mouth, savoring the strong taste. He closed his eyes and let his heart race as he remembered the first time he tried this drink. He took the glass in his hand and took a sip, closing his eyes once more as the strong liquor hit his taste buds and burned his throat.
Just when the glass hit the bar, a hand touched his back. He turned around and looked at what looked like a seductive look from a woman her skirt barely reached her mid thighs. He ran his eyes up and down her legs and immediately turned his head away, shrugging his shoulder to get his rejection crossed without having to open his mouth. The woman understood the message and left with disappointment filling her features that Yunho didn’t care about.
His hand lifted his glass again when a beat of a familiar song started playing. Yunho put his glass down again, the walls of the club shaking from the loud volume of one of his most favorite songs. He contemplated whether to dance or not. His mind was filled with images of him dancing alone, then with someone and then alone again. He tilted his head to the side and saw the concerned and encouraging eyes of his friends. His face broke into a smile of excitement and he decided that if he wasn’t going to do this for himself, he was going to do it for his friends. The time of misery should end sooner or later, and this could be a good start.
He pushed the glass, pulled himself on his legs and moved to the dance floor. He could hear the voices of his friends cheering and clapping for him. Yunho smiled again because he knew that even though each one of them were busy flirting and drinking, his friends dragged him from home to this club for his own sake. They wanted him to fill his life with much needed fun.
Yunho’s legs started twisting, moving and crossing to the beat as he danced his way to the dance floor. Once his foot hit the floor, he got lost in his own world. His body twisted, hands raised in the air, shoulders rocking to the beat. The music took his mind and body to a world he belonged to. He let his mind take him to a place where everything was perfect, a place where his face held nothing but a smile and a place where there was nothing but happiness.
The lights suddenly dimmed flooding the dance floor with darkness that made all faces become unrecognizable. Yunho kept dancing, the darkness giving him a strong nudge to dance a bit more enthusiastically. The song reached its climax and Yunho found himself suddenly close to a body that was dancing with the same intensity as his. He put his hands without thinking on the person’s hips, body never stopped moving to the beat. His hands travelled up the person’s waist that felt awfully familiar. He shrugged his thoughts off and continued dancing and grinding to the body that was grinding back against him.
The floor lightened up again, green, red and blue lights hitting bodies moving on fire. Yunho’s eyes were focused on the person he was dancing with, shorter frame, dark hair and broad shoulders. Yunho tried to ignore the build of the man he was dancing with and came closer to him, trying to ignore the drums in his chest. Just when the last verse of the song was playing, the man turned around in Yunho’s arms, his hands traveling to wrap around his neck.
Yunho’s body froze, his heart stopped beating while his mind went numb. That hair, those lips and those arms around him. Familiar, so familiar, way too familiar.
No
He was the same. It was him, no one but him. The one and only person that could drive Yunho crazy.
“Jae!” Yunho said, disbelief evident in his voice. “It’s you”
“Yunho?”
Their faces showed equal shock. Jaejoong looked at Yunho’s eyes for a second before averting his gaze away. He unhooked his arms and took a step back before turning around in an attempt to leave. Yunho’s hand reacted before his mind could protest, grapping the fleeing man’s arm.
“Just this dance,” He whispered in his ear and pressed his chest against the other’s back. He swayed his hips slowly to the beat of the second song playing and whispered again-“Please.”
Yunho’s heart sped up in an uncontrollable beat as the body pressed against him slowly moved. He swore he could hear the sound of his heartbeat louder than the blasting song. Yunho’s hands slowly went down to Jaejoong’s waist and held it tightly. The song was a strong upbeat song but they were swaying to the rest of it so slowly. Yunho’s heart clinched in his chest as pain he was used to consumed him again.
The pain of separation, the pain of loneliness and the pain of longing even after everything that had happened.
The DJ ended the song abruptly and moved to the next song. Yunho felt the man he loved the most puling himself away from him. A new kind of pain shot through his body once again; rejection. Yunho’s ear caught the new played song. His hands clinched in fists and as usual, his impulsive personality acted on its own and he found himself running and standing in front of his ex-lover’s form. He walked a step closer until they were facing each other.
Jaejoong’s big eyes met his and he missed the glow it used to radiate when they were together. “It’s our song.” Yunho said, hand rising in invitation. Jaejoong’s eyes landed on his hand. He saw Jaejoong bit his lip and lower his head, avoiding looking at Yunho’s eyes and neglecting the offered hand.
Yunho took a step closer, erasing any space separating their bodies. He ignored the gasp he heard from the other’s mouth and wrapped his arms around his shoulder, bringing him closer. Jaejoong pushed him, or tried to push him away, but Yunho had other thoughts in mind. The taller man remembered the day Jaejoong came to him with tears filling his eyes. He remembered his words, each one of them.
‘We can’t be together.’
Hands tightening, Yunho tried to forget the words that made his life a living hell.
‘This is not a drama. We can’t fool ourselves and the people around us. Us, being together, it’s hurting so many people.’
“Please,” He whispers, closing the remaining gap between their bodies.
Yunho felt Jaejoong shudder and take a deep drag of air before hesitantly putting both his hands on Yunho’s waist.
‘I love you Yunho. But I can’t be with you. I’m sorry.”
Hope, it was everything Yunho could feel as their bodies swayed to the song, as other people’s bodies pumped against their backs and pushed them closer to each other. He wanted to hug him, hug him so tight and tell him how much he really missed him. How much each passing day felt like hell without his presence in his life. But he didn’t know whether it was a good idea to do it. Hugging Jaejoong would unleash his emotions, those that he had been trying to control for the past five months.
“Jae,” Yunho whispered, lowering his head on the other’s shoulder. “Jaejoong!” The amount of desperation in his voice didn’t come as a shock to him, he was in fact shocked at the control he had.
“Let me go,” Jaejoong whispered, his voice low and broken, reflecting the hand that was slipping from the other’s waist.
“Please, just a bit longer.”
His words were ignored, Jaejoong pulled back, face down and hair covering his face. His hair had gotten longer, Yunho noticed.
“I’m sorry,”
Yunho froze on his spot, the words crashing over him like waves. Sorry, he hated that word. Hated it so much. He slowly turned, looking at the other’s back disappearing behind dancing body until he was out of sight. He walked away, again.
A smile graced Yunho’s face and a tear kissed his cheeks.
I’m sorry too
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Next
AN:
Second part will be up in a couple of days, it's already written and beta-ed ^_^
LOL my exam is this Wednesday, and look at me, writing fics and updating every couple of days OTL
Apparently, studying inspires me OTL I’m such a geek OTL OTL OTL
→ YunJae
→ 1/2
→ PG13
→ Angst | Romance
→ He walked away, and home no longer felt the same without him.
→ Beta -> yukimiya87
- This part was inspired by Usher’s song, The DJ
Part 1
Our Song
Baby tonight,
The DJ got us falling in love again
Yunho was not amused by the amount of alcohol his friends were consuming. Each one of them had drunk more than five shots and they were barely at the club for one hour. His own glass of bourbon was still full, untouched. He had gotten enough of alcohol; he was not going to drown in that sea again. He was not going to consume his body and mind with something as draining as this drink. His finger traced the rim of the glass. A droplet of the liquor caught his finger and he lifted it and put it in his mouth, savoring the strong taste. He closed his eyes and let his heart race as he remembered the first time he tried this drink. He took the glass in his hand and took a sip, closing his eyes once more as the strong liquor hit his taste buds and burned his throat.
Just when the glass hit the bar, a hand touched his back. He turned around and looked at what looked like a seductive look from a woman her skirt barely reached her mid thighs. He ran his eyes up and down her legs and immediately turned his head away, shrugging his shoulder to get his rejection crossed without having to open his mouth. The woman understood the message and left with disappointment filling her features that Yunho didn’t care about.
His hand lifted his glass again when a beat of a familiar song started playing. Yunho put his glass down again, the walls of the club shaking from the loud volume of one of his most favorite songs. He contemplated whether to dance or not. His mind was filled with images of him dancing alone, then with someone and then alone again. He tilted his head to the side and saw the concerned and encouraging eyes of his friends. His face broke into a smile of excitement and he decided that if he wasn’t going to do this for himself, he was going to do it for his friends. The time of misery should end sooner or later, and this could be a good start.
He pushed the glass, pulled himself on his legs and moved to the dance floor. He could hear the voices of his friends cheering and clapping for him. Yunho smiled again because he knew that even though each one of them were busy flirting and drinking, his friends dragged him from home to this club for his own sake. They wanted him to fill his life with much needed fun.
Yunho’s legs started twisting, moving and crossing to the beat as he danced his way to the dance floor. Once his foot hit the floor, he got lost in his own world. His body twisted, hands raised in the air, shoulders rocking to the beat. The music took his mind and body to a world he belonged to. He let his mind take him to a place where everything was perfect, a place where his face held nothing but a smile and a place where there was nothing but happiness.
The lights suddenly dimmed flooding the dance floor with darkness that made all faces become unrecognizable. Yunho kept dancing, the darkness giving him a strong nudge to dance a bit more enthusiastically. The song reached its climax and Yunho found himself suddenly close to a body that was dancing with the same intensity as his. He put his hands without thinking on the person’s hips, body never stopped moving to the beat. His hands travelled up the person’s waist that felt awfully familiar. He shrugged his thoughts off and continued dancing and grinding to the body that was grinding back against him.
The floor lightened up again, green, red and blue lights hitting bodies moving on fire. Yunho’s eyes were focused on the person he was dancing with, shorter frame, dark hair and broad shoulders. Yunho tried to ignore the build of the man he was dancing with and came closer to him, trying to ignore the drums in his chest. Just when the last verse of the song was playing, the man turned around in Yunho’s arms, his hands traveling to wrap around his neck.
Yunho’s body froze, his heart stopped beating while his mind went numb. That hair, those lips and those arms around him. Familiar, so familiar, way too familiar.
No
He was the same. It was him, no one but him. The one and only person that could drive Yunho crazy.
“Jae!” Yunho said, disbelief evident in his voice. “It’s you”
“Yunho?”
Their faces showed equal shock. Jaejoong looked at Yunho’s eyes for a second before averting his gaze away. He unhooked his arms and took a step back before turning around in an attempt to leave. Yunho’s hand reacted before his mind could protest, grapping the fleeing man’s arm.
“Just this dance,” He whispered in his ear and pressed his chest against the other’s back. He swayed his hips slowly to the beat of the second song playing and whispered again-“Please.”
Yunho’s heart sped up in an uncontrollable beat as the body pressed against him slowly moved. He swore he could hear the sound of his heartbeat louder than the blasting song. Yunho’s hands slowly went down to Jaejoong’s waist and held it tightly. The song was a strong upbeat song but they were swaying to the rest of it so slowly. Yunho’s heart clinched in his chest as pain he was used to consumed him again.
The pain of separation, the pain of loneliness and the pain of longing even after everything that had happened.
The DJ ended the song abruptly and moved to the next song. Yunho felt the man he loved the most puling himself away from him. A new kind of pain shot through his body once again; rejection. Yunho’s ear caught the new played song. His hands clinched in fists and as usual, his impulsive personality acted on its own and he found himself running and standing in front of his ex-lover’s form. He walked a step closer until they were facing each other.
Jaejoong’s big eyes met his and he missed the glow it used to radiate when they were together. “It’s our song.” Yunho said, hand rising in invitation. Jaejoong’s eyes landed on his hand. He saw Jaejoong bit his lip and lower his head, avoiding looking at Yunho’s eyes and neglecting the offered hand.
Yunho took a step closer, erasing any space separating their bodies. He ignored the gasp he heard from the other’s mouth and wrapped his arms around his shoulder, bringing him closer. Jaejoong pushed him, or tried to push him away, but Yunho had other thoughts in mind. The taller man remembered the day Jaejoong came to him with tears filling his eyes. He remembered his words, each one of them.
‘We can’t be together.’
Hands tightening, Yunho tried to forget the words that made his life a living hell.
‘This is not a drama. We can’t fool ourselves and the people around us. Us, being together, it’s hurting so many people.’
“Please,” He whispers, closing the remaining gap between their bodies.
Yunho felt Jaejoong shudder and take a deep drag of air before hesitantly putting both his hands on Yunho’s waist.
‘I love you Yunho. But I can’t be with you. I’m sorry.”
Hope, it was everything Yunho could feel as their bodies swayed to the song, as other people’s bodies pumped against their backs and pushed them closer to each other. He wanted to hug him, hug him so tight and tell him how much he really missed him. How much each passing day felt like hell without his presence in his life. But he didn’t know whether it was a good idea to do it. Hugging Jaejoong would unleash his emotions, those that he had been trying to control for the past five months.
“Jae,” Yunho whispered, lowering his head on the other’s shoulder. “Jaejoong!” The amount of desperation in his voice didn’t come as a shock to him, he was in fact shocked at the control he had.
“Let me go,” Jaejoong whispered, his voice low and broken, reflecting the hand that was slipping from the other’s waist.
“Please, just a bit longer.”
His words were ignored, Jaejoong pulled back, face down and hair covering his face. His hair had gotten longer, Yunho noticed.
“I’m sorry,”
Yunho froze on his spot, the words crashing over him like waves. Sorry, he hated that word. Hated it so much. He slowly turned, looking at the other’s back disappearing behind dancing body until he was out of sight. He walked away, again.
A smile graced Yunho’s face and a tear kissed his cheeks.
I’m sorry too
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Next
AN:
Second part will be up in a couple of days, it's already written and beta-ed ^_^
LOL my exam is this Wednesday, and look at me, writing fics and updating every couple of days OTL
Apparently, studying inspires me OTL I’m such a geek OTL OTL OTL