My Favourite Toy 2
Junsu had a favourite toy.
It was red, tiny and shiny. With a sharp silver blade that was ready to nick and prick your skin if you dared to touch it.
CHAPTER 2
Jaejoong stared disgustedly at the bouquet of flowers that lay innocently in his boyfriend’s car. Another present for that good for nothing man who just refused to back off from Yoochun. Couldn’t he take the hint already? Yoochun obviously only stayed with him out of pity and maybe duty. Even an outsider could already see that there was no love between the man of his life and with the… the… man Yoochun called husband.
The stunning young man didn’t consider himself as a home-wrecker, not when there was already no home to wreck to begin with. The first time he met Yoochun, the poor man had been wasting his life away. Stuck in a boring job, led a boring life, married a boring husband…
He saw himself as a giver of happiness in Yoochun’s life. Someone who brought out the spark in the other man’s eyes, who put a genuine smile on his lips, a remarkable passion in his body…
Now if only this man called Kim Junsu would just lay off his claim from Yoochun, Jaejoong would have obtained his happily ever after… Pity that the said man was not only boring to death but also stubborn to death.
And Yoochun just wouldn’t leave him… no matter how Jaejoong pled, whined, begged…
And Jaejoong could only watch in bitterness over the numerous gifts and presents, flowers and chocolates, clothes and trinkets that his boyfriend brought to appease his guilt to his husband every day.
Oh, what wouldn’t he give to get rid of that man from his and Yoochun’s life.
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“Shit Chunnie… You really shouldn’t have downed those last 2 glasses…” Jaejoong muttered to himself as he struggled to maneuver his drunk boyfriend to at least stand upright so he could drag him to another place.
In his arms, Yoochun was totally wasted. Apparently the man had just experienced another stressful episode in his work (‘which he hates’, Jaejoong thought disgustedly, wondering why Yoochun don’t just quit the job. ‘oh yeah, ‘ he remembered. ‘He still needs to support that lowlife husband of his’) and decided to temporarily erase all of his problems by getting thoroughly sloshed which made his predicament to end up like this.
Looking at his boyfriend, Jaejoong pondered his options. Carrying him into his small apartment was certainly not a good idea, since his apartment lacked an elevator and he would literally die if he was to carry Yoochun all the way to the 5th floor like this. He contemplated of checking in into some hotel, but as he started to rummage through Yoochun’s pocket to see whether his boyfriend had enough cash, he felt Yoochun’s phone vibrate.
The raven haired man immediately cursed as he felt the man in his arms reflexively struggled to reach into his pants pocket, wanting to answer the phone. Sighing, Jaejoong took out the phone himself and just about to answer the phone call when his eyes caught the caller ID.
Junsu-yah.
Apparently Yoochun knew who called too, since the drunk man forcefully extended his hand to grab the phone from Jaejoong’s hand, muttering “Junsu-yah… need to tell him… late… hic… tonight…. Su-yah….”
To state that Jaejoong was pissed off was a big understatement. His hatred toward the man whom he had never met even once had doubled in the instant. Why the hell did his Yoochun think so much about that man? Even when he was drunk, he thought of him first. So who was Jaejoong to him?
He callously flipped open the phone, intending to answer the call and maybe gave the man on the other side of the phone a few things from his mind. Unfortunately, the man had hung up, and on the phone screen, the notification of a new message appeared instead.
Yoochun-ah, are you coming home tonight? Please take care of yourself. Love, Junsu-yah.
Those three short sentences were enough to set Jaejoong’s jealousy ablaze. In his mind, the figure of Yoochun’s jealous, pathetic, useless husband , shaped for months based on his own imagination, was mocking him, telling him that he would never have Yoochun because he had claimed him first. That no matter how much he loved Yoochun, he would never be the first in Yoochun’s heart.
With fury raging in his mind, Jaejoong impulsively decided to end this complicated relationship between him and Yoochun, once for all. How? Easily… by doing what he had dreamt to do for months, kicking the other man in Yoochun’s life out from their lives completely.
And twenty minutes later, you could spot a pair of men, one who was obviously dead drunk and was leaning completely on the other man, and the another raven haired beauty who determinedly dragging the other man into the elevator to reach the fifth floor of the condominium.
Out from Yoochun’s life…. Because Yoochun is mine!
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A/N Ok in the end I decided to go to Junho's showcase since there's possibility that JaeChun are coming too!!! If I can see all three of them... AGHHHH it will be my bday, christmas and CNY presents! hahahaa
And please do check the fluffy one shot that I just posted before this story... at least so the amount of angst won't be too overwhelming. Also, I will have exams next week! Wish me luch and I'll try to post as usual, K?
It was red, tiny and shiny. With a sharp silver blade that was ready to nick and prick your skin if you dared to touch it.
CHAPTER 2
Jaejoong stared disgustedly at the bouquet of flowers that lay innocently in his boyfriend’s car. Another present for that good for nothing man who just refused to back off from Yoochun. Couldn’t he take the hint already? Yoochun obviously only stayed with him out of pity and maybe duty. Even an outsider could already see that there was no love between the man of his life and with the… the… man Yoochun called husband.
The stunning young man didn’t consider himself as a home-wrecker, not when there was already no home to wreck to begin with. The first time he met Yoochun, the poor man had been wasting his life away. Stuck in a boring job, led a boring life, married a boring husband…
He saw himself as a giver of happiness in Yoochun’s life. Someone who brought out the spark in the other man’s eyes, who put a genuine smile on his lips, a remarkable passion in his body…
Now if only this man called Kim Junsu would just lay off his claim from Yoochun, Jaejoong would have obtained his happily ever after… Pity that the said man was not only boring to death but also stubborn to death.
And Yoochun just wouldn’t leave him… no matter how Jaejoong pled, whined, begged…
And Jaejoong could only watch in bitterness over the numerous gifts and presents, flowers and chocolates, clothes and trinkets that his boyfriend brought to appease his guilt to his husband every day.
Oh, what wouldn’t he give to get rid of that man from his and Yoochun’s life.
~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:
“Shit Chunnie… You really shouldn’t have downed those last 2 glasses…” Jaejoong muttered to himself as he struggled to maneuver his drunk boyfriend to at least stand upright so he could drag him to another place.
In his arms, Yoochun was totally wasted. Apparently the man had just experienced another stressful episode in his work (‘which he hates’, Jaejoong thought disgustedly, wondering why Yoochun don’t just quit the job. ‘oh yeah, ‘ he remembered. ‘He still needs to support that lowlife husband of his’) and decided to temporarily erase all of his problems by getting thoroughly sloshed which made his predicament to end up like this.
Looking at his boyfriend, Jaejoong pondered his options. Carrying him into his small apartment was certainly not a good idea, since his apartment lacked an elevator and he would literally die if he was to carry Yoochun all the way to the 5th floor like this. He contemplated of checking in into some hotel, but as he started to rummage through Yoochun’s pocket to see whether his boyfriend had enough cash, he felt Yoochun’s phone vibrate.
The raven haired man immediately cursed as he felt the man in his arms reflexively struggled to reach into his pants pocket, wanting to answer the phone. Sighing, Jaejoong took out the phone himself and just about to answer the phone call when his eyes caught the caller ID.
Junsu-yah.
Apparently Yoochun knew who called too, since the drunk man forcefully extended his hand to grab the phone from Jaejoong’s hand, muttering “Junsu-yah… need to tell him… late… hic… tonight…. Su-yah….”
To state that Jaejoong was pissed off was a big understatement. His hatred toward the man whom he had never met even once had doubled in the instant. Why the hell did his Yoochun think so much about that man? Even when he was drunk, he thought of him first. So who was Jaejoong to him?
He callously flipped open the phone, intending to answer the call and maybe gave the man on the other side of the phone a few things from his mind. Unfortunately, the man had hung up, and on the phone screen, the notification of a new message appeared instead.
Yoochun-ah, are you coming home tonight? Please take care of yourself. Love, Junsu-yah.
Those three short sentences were enough to set Jaejoong’s jealousy ablaze. In his mind, the figure of Yoochun’s jealous, pathetic, useless husband , shaped for months based on his own imagination, was mocking him, telling him that he would never have Yoochun because he had claimed him first. That no matter how much he loved Yoochun, he would never be the first in Yoochun’s heart.
With fury raging in his mind, Jaejoong impulsively decided to end this complicated relationship between him and Yoochun, once for all. How? Easily… by doing what he had dreamt to do for months, kicking the other man in Yoochun’s life out from their lives completely.
And twenty minutes later, you could spot a pair of men, one who was obviously dead drunk and was leaning completely on the other man, and the another raven haired beauty who determinedly dragging the other man into the elevator to reach the fifth floor of the condominium.
Out from Yoochun’s life…. Because Yoochun is mine!
~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:
A/N Ok in the end I decided to go to Junho's showcase since there's possibility that JaeChun are coming too!!! If I can see all three of them... AGHHHH it will be my bday, christmas and CNY presents! hahahaa
And please do check the fluffy one shot that I just posted before this story... at least so the amount of angst won't be too overwhelming. Also, I will have exams next week! Wish me luch and I'll try to post as usual, K?