Title:Picture Perfect
Pairings: Yoochun/Junsu, Yoochun/Changmin
Rating: G
Genre: Angst, Romance, Fluff
The thing about break-ups is that it's supposed to hurt.
The thing about break-ups is that it’s supposed to hurt. Stomachs are supposed to churn and hearts are supposed to throb and break. And of course, tears are supposed to cascade down (rather unattractively unlike the shallow Hollywood tales) and knees are supposed to buckle, weak and shaky.
And he, of all people, is not an exception to these situations - he is the epitome of damsel in distress. So it burns him to the core, packing his clothes one by one in his plastic suitcase (he folds his shirts and pants into perfect little squares and slowly, painfully, they fill up the empty space).
He tries to ignore that his former love interest isn’t even aware of the perpetual crack in their relationship. No, Kim Junsu - God bless his soul - sees this as the picture perfect love story.
But he knows that he doesn’t even belong in the canvas full of colors. Because it’s been forever and a day, and Junsu still refers to him as the “roommate” to his parents. He still goes to those blind dates set up by his friends and colleagues (and when he comes back he’s full of stories to tell; it hurts Yoochun, breaks him and his heart shatters into million little pieces). Junsu talks about having a family - a wife, a boy, a girl and maybe a family dog. And Yoochun knows, just knows, that he can’t give - can’t be any of those.
He thinks the other man must be stupid to talk about these things so lightly in front of him - when both of them know that Junsu sometimes smells like perfume and strawberry, stumbling into the house with twinkle in his eyes; when both of them know that Junsu hates holding hands in public and will never admit to dating another man.
He is sick of playing the clueless housewife - quite ironically - because he’s had enough, and it exhausts him. He’s certain that he will miss the blindingly bright smile, the morning kisses, the butterflies in his stomach, but he pities his tattered heart and it’s time - it had always been that time.
It’s hard forgetting Junsu. He had once believed that because Junsu had been embedded so deeply onto his heart that if he ripped him out, Park Yoochun would simply seize to exist. So, when his friends tell him that Junsu seems to be doing fine, a part of him is disappointed. But this love, he thinks, had always been full of disappointments.
But somehow, somewhere in between pints of chocolate ice-creams and Saturday nights dedicated to sappy low-budget films, he meets Changmin.
And this Shim Changmin takes his breath away.
He’s openly gay (and proud), Yoochun discovers later on. Although he is younger than him by two years, he is more successful - rich and with class. He makes sure to call Yoochun morning and night, and remembers to hold his hand (because he’s a little insecure). Changmin laughs like a child but loves like a man, and Yoochun feels his heart beating, coming alive once again.
“Yoochun?”
He runs into Junsu while waiting for Changmin in a secluded café, the rain pouring down from the black sky. He hates to admit but Junsu looks perfectly well, with his pretty smile and a pretty lady by his side. And Yoochun shakes their hands and is polite enough to invite them to sit around his table until the younger man arrives.
When Changmin barges in, his tie loosened up and a bouquet of roses in his hands, he feels rather uncomfortable (Changmin crushes his lips against the side of his head, and whispers, “I’m sorry that I’m late.”). Because the glow in Junsu’s smile fades away and the woman just stares and stares and stares.
But that’s okay, Yoochun thinks. That’s perfectly okay because Junsu and his lady-friend resemble the image of perfection - a wife, a boy, a girl, and maybe a family dog. That’s okay because he’s had his fair share of break-ups that hurt, relationships that fail and love with disappointments.
It’s just okay.
Because right now, Yoochun was drawing a picture of his own.
Title: Picture Perfect
Pairings: Yoochun/Junsu, Yoochun/Changmin
Rating: G
Genre: Angst, Romance, Fluff
The thing about break-ups is that it's supposed to hurt.