My Favourite Toy 7
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 7
He could only stare at the pale young man lying on the white bed. Pale… as pale as the snow outside.
He shuddered to think what he looked like when the old man found him, lying almost lifelessly in the middle of the snowfield with blood streaks decorating his hand. The poor old man was still in hysteria because of his finding.
Jaejoong simply couldn’t see this man as his rival anymore. Not when he had gracefully stepped down to surrender his right to is husband, and instead leaving him to Jaejoong’s care.
He knew he had truly lost.
He loved Yoochun, he really did. But even he knew that he didn’t deserve Yoochun as much as this smiling man did.
Hell, he practically willingly handed his life to the devil just to step out from Yoochun’s life.
(Or so he thought… why else did this man even attempted to kill himself?)
It was ironically funny that the snow which nearly killed Junsu from pneumonia was actually the one that saved him for bleeding to death.
The raven haired beauty spared a glance at his emotionally shaken boyfriend… no make it an ex-boyfriend. He was stubborn and egoistic, but even he knew when to back down gracefully.
“Yoochun-ah…” He called after him softly.
Yoochun was still frozen in his position, sitting tensely beside Junsu’s prone form, clutching his uninjured hand tightly, like letting it go would mean letting the other man go.
Jaejoong sighed and stepped closer to the broken lover of his. Kneeling beside him, he tried to take Yoochun’s hand into his to capture his attention.
Well, although he had expected it, it still hurt badly when Yoochun responded by flicking his hand furiously, unwilling to let Junsu’s hand away from his grasp.
Figuring that this was the best of Yoochun’s attention that he could get, Jaejoong decided to just get it done and over with. He hesitated slightly whether to touch Yoochun’s shoulder or not. But he decided to forge ahead, keeping his hold firm despite the tensing of the shoulder.
“Yoochun-ah… I… I just want to say goodbye okay?” He kept his voice gentle.
Apparently the word goodbye had the desired effect on Yoochun. The other man immediately snapped out from his dazed reverie and turned his head to face Jaejoong.
“G, goodbye? Are you… leaving me too, Jaejoong-ah?”
His heart clenched at the sight of his broken lover. Gone was the Yoochun that he usually knows, confident, suave and gentle. The man in front of him just looked like some… broken hearted man.
“No, Yoochun-ah… I will still be here for you… as a friend. But no more than that… We both know that this,” he gestured the space between the two of them. “Can’t continue any longer. You don’t want to hurt him more, do you? Doesn’t he deserve more?” He spared another glance on the still unconscious man.
Yoochun looked at him and tuned his head to look at Junsu. Jaejoong was right. He could no longer keep this… façade up. Not if he wanted to stop hurting his husband any longer. With sad eyes, he reached out to hold Jaejoong’s hand with his free hand, grasping it tightly.
“I… You’re right… I’m sorry that it has come to this… You know that I do love you right?”
It was Jaejoong’s turn to smile sadly at Yoochun’s statement. Lovingly he caressed the hand that held his hand tightly. “Yes I know Chunnie… But you love him too right? And right now, you know that he needs you the most…”
The younger man nodded slightly. No matter how much he loved Jaejoong, his heart would always belong to Junsu… and now, looking at the fragile man whom he had hurt so much, he knew that he would gladly spend the rest of his life making it up to him… to make the smiles and the laughter he used to love so much reappear once more.
“So… I guess, this is goodbye…”
“Yeah…”
With one hand still grasping Junsu’s hand tightly, Yoochun watched as the other man who held the other part of his heart walked away from the room… and from their life.
“Junsu-yah… now you’re all that I have… Please, please don’t leave me alone…”
A/N : another short update... sorry! hahaha. I was rushing to finish my project today... and after I finished it, my groupmate said that it was wrong... damnit!
oh and there was a cockroach suddenly flew on to my laptop just now!!! AGGGGHHH I was screaming like crazy and finally decided to use my beloved hush-puppies sandals to kill it (my poor laptop)...
Lastly... JJ is going to be on the cover of An-An magazine... AGGAGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH for those who didn't know what kind of magz is that... well, try to google it... and imagine Jaejoong on the cover. That magazine will definitely be sold out for more than 605000 copies like Vivi magz. Damn I will definitely have a nosebleed if I saw it on the magazine stands... DEAD
and sorry for the rambling... one day my rambling might be longer than the chapter itself. sighhhhh. hahaha... so please enjoy and don't forget to leave me comments! Thanks!
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 7
He could only stare at the pale young man lying on the white bed. Pale… as pale as the snow outside.
He shuddered to think what he looked like when the old man found him, lying almost lifelessly in the middle of the snowfield with blood streaks decorating his hand. The poor old man was still in hysteria because of his finding.
Jaejoong simply couldn’t see this man as his rival anymore. Not when he had gracefully stepped down to surrender his right to is husband, and instead leaving him to Jaejoong’s care.
He knew he had truly lost.
He loved Yoochun, he really did. But even he knew that he didn’t deserve Yoochun as much as this smiling man did.
Hell, he practically willingly handed his life to the devil just to step out from Yoochun’s life.
(Or so he thought… why else did this man even attempted to kill himself?)
It was ironically funny that the snow which nearly killed Junsu from pneumonia was actually the one that saved him for bleeding to death.
The raven haired beauty spared a glance at his emotionally shaken boyfriend… no make it an ex-boyfriend. He was stubborn and egoistic, but even he knew when to back down gracefully.
“Yoochun-ah…” He called after him softly.
Yoochun was still frozen in his position, sitting tensely beside Junsu’s prone form, clutching his uninjured hand tightly, like letting it go would mean letting the other man go.
Jaejoong sighed and stepped closer to the broken lover of his. Kneeling beside him, he tried to take Yoochun’s hand into his to capture his attention.
Well, although he had expected it, it still hurt badly when Yoochun responded by flicking his hand furiously, unwilling to let Junsu’s hand away from his grasp.
Figuring that this was the best of Yoochun’s attention that he could get, Jaejoong decided to just get it done and over with. He hesitated slightly whether to touch Yoochun’s shoulder or not. But he decided to forge ahead, keeping his hold firm despite the tensing of the shoulder.
“Yoochun-ah… I… I just want to say goodbye okay?” He kept his voice gentle.
Apparently the word goodbye had the desired effect on Yoochun. The other man immediately snapped out from his dazed reverie and turned his head to face Jaejoong.
“G, goodbye? Are you… leaving me too, Jaejoong-ah?”
His heart clenched at the sight of his broken lover. Gone was the Yoochun that he usually knows, confident, suave and gentle. The man in front of him just looked like some… broken hearted man.
“No, Yoochun-ah… I will still be here for you… as a friend. But no more than that… We both know that this,” he gestured the space between the two of them. “Can’t continue any longer. You don’t want to hurt him more, do you? Doesn’t he deserve more?” He spared another glance on the still unconscious man.
Yoochun looked at him and tuned his head to look at Junsu. Jaejoong was right. He could no longer keep this… façade up. Not if he wanted to stop hurting his husband any longer. With sad eyes, he reached out to hold Jaejoong’s hand with his free hand, grasping it tightly.
“I… You’re right… I’m sorry that it has come to this… You know that I do love you right?”
It was Jaejoong’s turn to smile sadly at Yoochun’s statement. Lovingly he caressed the hand that held his hand tightly. “Yes I know Chunnie… But you love him too right? And right now, you know that he needs you the most…”
The younger man nodded slightly. No matter how much he loved Jaejoong, his heart would always belong to Junsu… and now, looking at the fragile man whom he had hurt so much, he knew that he would gladly spend the rest of his life making it up to him… to make the smiles and the laughter he used to love so much reappear once more.
“So… I guess, this is goodbye…”
“Yeah…”
With one hand still grasping Junsu’s hand tightly, Yoochun watched as the other man who held the other part of his heart walked away from the room… and from their life.
“Junsu-yah… now you’re all that I have… Please, please don’t leave me alone…”
A/N : another short update... sorry! hahaha. I was rushing to finish my project today... and after I finished it, my groupmate said that it was wrong... damnit!
oh and there was a cockroach suddenly flew on to my laptop just now!!! AGGGGHHH I was screaming like crazy and finally decided to use my beloved hush-puppies sandals to kill it (my poor laptop)...
Lastly... JJ is going to be on the cover of An-An magazine... AGGAGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH for those who didn't know what kind of magz is that... well, try to google it... and imagine Jaejoong on the cover. That magazine will definitely be sold out for more than 605000 copies like Vivi magz. Damn I will definitely have a nosebleed if I saw it on the magazine stands... DEAD
and sorry for the rambling... one day my rambling might be longer than the chapter itself. sighhhhh. hahaha... so please enjoy and don't forget to leave me comments! Thanks!