Secret Meeting
i. story by: hydraheiress
ii. pairing: yunjae
iii. genre: romance, drama, fluff
iv. length: one-shot
v. rating: pg-13
vi. summary: You know those rumors that Jaejoong and Yunho met up on February Eighth? Ever wondered what the two young men had been up to? And what's this thing about Jaejoong modeling for a Japanese magazine?
secret meeting
February eight, 8:30 in the evening found Yunho inside a pub hanging out with a friend. Drinking a glass of soju in one swig as he felt the burning sensation slide down his throat, Yunho glanced at his watch and turned to the company he was with. Though he really couldn’t call it ‘his’ company, considering that his hyung was busy making silent conversation with another person. A lady to be precise. A lady who actually had been eyeing him for nearly thirty minutes despite the fact she was supposed to be his friend’s date. Yunho poured himself another glass, thoughts already wandering to a particular face.
“Jin-hyung, I’m leaving.” Yunho informed, downing the glass of soju and stood up from the couch.
Looking up, his friend just shrugged, a knowing look etched in his eyes. Whispering something to the woman’s ear, he heaved himself off his spot and went over to his friend, tugging at his arm and dragged him to the corner. Once they were out of earshot, he propped himself up against a wall as he turned an inquiring gaze at Yunho. “How long will you be gone?”
“Three hours give or take.” Yunho replied.
“Just be sure it’s three hours this time.” Jin, his friend said, a note of warning lacing every word. “I nearly had a heart attack when your manager phoned me the last time we went out and you weren’t here. Shessh, Yunho. You’re going to be the death of me. Sometimes I keep asking myself why I’m doing all these favors from you.”
Yunho pouted like a six year old and the guy could almost instantly feel the frown on his forehead disappearing.
Lightly punching Yunho on the shoulder, who was suddenly grinning at him, holding a peace sign in the air, Jin groaned in helplessness. God, why did the kid had that kind of effect on him? “Don’t pull that look on me you fucker.”
Yunho stuck out his tongue in a childish manner. “Why shouldn’t I? Works every single time.”
A light whack on the head was given to him in response. Yunho scowled and rubbed at his sore head. “Tch. Just go and make sure you and that boyfriend of yours do whatever it is you wanna do. Or I’m not gonna cover you up this time if you're late.”
“Aww, Jin-hyunnnnnnnggggg.” Yunho began to whine and clung to his arm. “But I thought you said you loved me.”
“Yah! Quit acting like a kid.” He reprimanded but there was a smile on his lips when he saw Yunho’s happy grin, already knowing that his sap of a dongsaeng was excited with his little meeting with the love of his life, aka Kim Jaejoong.
Pointing at the pub's door and rolling his eyes, he added in a gentler tone. “Go now before your boyfriend ages 60.”
**
Carefully keeping his hood and his head ducked low, Jaejoong continued to wait at a dark corner, his eyes on full alert as he continued to survey the area for any signs of Yunho’s car. He had been standing on that spot for nearly twenty minutes now. Though they agreed to meet at about 9 and it was still 8:45 on his watch, Jaejoong’s nerves just didn’t leave him alone as it continued to pester him, making him feel restless. And so he decided to leave his house early.
He was quite nervous. It had been nearly two weeks since he had last seen him, and four days ago since Yunho was able to call him and talk. Their current situation sucked, that much was obvious, but the lead singer was still thankful with the little moments that they could share despite the predicament they were in, it was better than not having contact at all.
Restlessly putting the weight of his foot one after the other, Jaejoong began to feel real nervous this time.
As much as he wanted the night to be perfect for them, with no arguments and crossing different views, because yes, despite everything that happened, they were still like fire and ice, and both of them were still very stubborn when it came to sticking to their own principles, Jaejoong more than anything, dreaded for how Yunho might react to his news.
Jaejoong still actually couldn’t quite believe it himself. Him! Of all the Korean artists in the industry, him, Kim Jaejoong had been given an offer to be on the cover, yes, not just the content but on the cover of AN-AN, one of Japan’s most famous magazines in this time and age. He had been very overwhelmed with this fact alone. Not only did his first movie clicked, now, he was being considered to model on one of the top magazines in Japan.
He had been having a hard time believing it for days, refusing to believe such an offer until Junsu, Yoochun, Hyunjoong, Keita and Taegoon imprinted it so deep in his brain that indeed, it was reality, after a few soul searching, deep and intense conversations with his friends.
It was such a huge, and not just huge alright. It was like, majorly huge in every sense of the word - honor to be able to model for that magazine. Though when he found out that there was a possibility that he was going to be partnered up with a female foreign model and knowing the kind of… shoots the magazine often took, truth be told, it made him a bit uneasy. And not because he was scared of the girl, (because contrary to popular belief he does check women out) or the fact that he was going to be in some… rather daring poses and would be showing lots of skin, no, those kind of things didn’t bother him at all.
What bothered him the most was Yunho’s going to be reaction once he found out about the offer.
“He’s gonna understand, hyung. He’s a model too you know.” Junsu and Yoochun had told him like a bunch of Yodas. It amazed Jaejoong how much the two had grown up ever since the trial. Especially his innocent Junsu. Gone was the innocence in his eyes, but there was wariness and a reluctant acceptance of how harsh reality could be.
Jaejoong would have really wanted to protect that innocence, but just like the countless times before, he was aware that not everything went to how a person would rather have it turn out to be. Jaejoong let out a heavy sigh.
And to top it all off, he missed his soulfighter buddy Changmin ah, who made him worry like a motherhen every time he caught sight of his pictures from the internet. All that lost weight was making Jaejoong itch to go to the kid’s house and personally cook and shove food down his throat. Which he was actually able to do in secret. A couple of times before.
And then there was his Yunho. Sometimes, a voice in his head still screamed at him, telling him to throw all the blame to their leader for not sticking to their side. But Jaejoong couldn’t really do such a thing. Because he knew that he was partly at fault for being just as stubborn. And dammit, he truly regretted being such a stubborn prick. He had a strong notion that Yunho did too. Another heavy sigh escaped him as he groaned under his breath. And why was Yunho taking so damn long?!
"Jaejoongie." a voice whispered in a rush.
Opening the eyes that he didn't even remember closing, it suddenly occurred to Jaejoong that a set of feet was stationed directly in front of him. Lifting his head, Jaejoong's vision quickly met the image of the person he badly wanted to see.
"Thinking about me?" Yunho teased and was about to take one step closer towards the older male if it wasn't for Jaejoong's hand that rested on his chest, effectively blocking him going any further. Yunho pouted. "What?"
"Stalkers." The second that Jaejoong had lifted his head, he quickly noticed a couple of giggling girls at the opposite street, heads peeking out of a bunch of shrub. Walking a few paces back and digging his hands on his jean's pocket, Jaejoong cocked his head at an adult pub nearby and smirked. "Let's get inside first. I doubt any of those girls are over 18."
Grinning and understanding the precautionary measures that Jaejoong was taking, Yunho nodded and followed suit.
**
The atmosphere had been great for the first thirty minutes. They simply sat lazily on the bed (inside a private room) cocooned in each other’s embrace, drinking one glass of soju after the other, as they giggled and shared stories about how life had been.
Yunho had kept whining about how he missed Junsu and Yoochun while Jaejoong didn’t come short of voicing out his concern for their maknae. Yunho of course would assure him that Changmin was fine. He just needed Jaejoong’s home cooked meals and maybe he should do another secret visit to his house like the last time. If only things were that easy.
“Changmin’s really acting strange lately. Like three days ago, we were simply having a decent conversation about his new drama and for no reason he suddenly smacked me in the head. And then, urged me to smack him back.” Yunho sighed and buried his face to the side of Jaejoong’s neck. “Changmin misses all your little squabbles.”
Jaejoong’s eyes seemed to dull, having his own reminder of Junsu’s face after one of his Mozart rehearsals. “Junsu-yah outright cried after he entered my living room the other day and sobbed about how he missed your soft pats on his head.” Craning his head a little to Yunho’s direction, he inhaled the scent of the soft hair that tickled his nose. “You used to always baby him ya know. Always praising him whenever he did something good. And he terribly misses that.” Closing his eyes, he continued. “Yoochun more or less prefers to act tough around me, but there have been occasions that I notice the puffiness in his eyes. Then I’d hear from Yoohwan that Chunnie’s been bawling his eyes out the entire night.”
“I’m sorry.” Yunho buried his face deeper on Jaejoong’s neck and the smaller man felt the skin get dampened with tears.
Jaejoong could feel his own eyes well up as he let out a deep shuddering breath. “I’m sorry, too.”
Lifting his head off Jaejoong’s neck, Yunho brought a hand to his face and caressed the smooth pale cheeks, before capturing the plump rosy red lips with his own. For a while, nothing was said. The two young men simply relished the feel of being in each other’s embrace as they tasted the other’s sweetness. It was a common ground of understanding, what was happening right at that moment. All the stubbornness, misunderstanding, the feelings of pride and stupid ego didn’t matter anymore.
Those things never did anything good to them.
More so, it only caused heartache and pain to all five. And if only they realized it sooner, that things were going to go as far as this, then they would’ve fought tooth and nail to protect what they had, without a care to their own personal views. What mattered should have been the bond and the memories that they shared, not the differences on opinions.
Tears fell along with the clothes being shed as sets of hands began to explore each other's bodies. Skin met skin as the kiss grew from light and gentle to deep and hungry-filled ones, the longing for each other becoming painfully apparent.
Seconds turned to minutes and minutes turned to hours and soon they had joined as one.
Soon they fell down on the soft bedsheets in a tangled heap, breathing heavily, lips swollen and bodies flushed red and satiated from the intense intimacy that they shared. Yet Jaejoong still couldn't muster up the courage to tell Yunho his troubles.
"It's your life Jaejoongie, and it's your career. If you want to model for that magazine then I'm going to support you all the way."
Yunho's voice was still a bit breathless but Jaejoong caught every word. Turning his head to the side, a surprised, questioning look flashed across his eyes. For a moment there, he thought Yuno suddenly developed the ability to read minds. "How..."
"Yoochun." Yunho cut him off and leaned down to capture Jaejoong's abused mouth for another deep and long kiss. When they parted, Yunho brushed the wet strand of hair from Jaejoong's forehead and smiled down at him, wiping the dampness from the other's cheek. "You don't have to worry about me. I'll be fine."
The main reason that Jaejoong had been dreading for Yunho to find out about the offer was because, he was afraid for Yunho to get jealous... or worse, get hurt. "Are you serious?" A note of disbelief was present in his voice. "You're not jealous?"
Yunho's facial features morphed into an expression that clearly showed he was jealous. "I'm jealous yes, so jealous that the minute I was able to take a look at the kind of photoshoots the AN-AN magazine mostly took, I literally tore the material apart."
"Ouch, harsh." Jaejoong obviously failed to formulate a witty comeback.
Yunho shifted on the bed and scooted closer to Jaejoong's personal space, holding him so close, gently tucking the other's head under his chin. Yunho reached out a hand and swung his arms around Jaejoong's naked waist under the covers as he entwined their bare thighs and legs tighter together, intent of snuggling up with the older male. The movements made Jaejoong blush a deep shade of red. Little Jaejoong and little Yunho were kind of pressed up tight against each other.
Suddenly, Yunho's giggles reached his ears.
"What are you giggling like a teenage girl for?" Jaejoong asked, every word brushing against the damp skin of Yunho's chest.
"You're as adorable as ever when you blush." Yunho replied from above him, instantenously feeling Jaejoong's pout forming on his skin. "And you're too cute when you pout."
"Yah, you can't even see me you retard." Because heck, Jaejoong's head was tucked under the other's chin.
"I'm imagining your reactions vividly clear in my mind. You're so easy to read." Yunho teased as he began to sensually rock his hip against Jaejoong's own.
Jaejoong for his part, could only gasp and his blush just went a shade darker. "Yun... stop it." he weakly said, breath coming in ragged gasps. "I'm still sore." Pouting harder, Jaejoong added. "And I have a meeting with the staff of AN-AN tomorrow afternoon." Seriously, those people were so considerate to be the ones flying all the way to Korea to meet him.
"Alright, alright, I'm sorry." Yunho apologized and settled on just holding him instead, willing the desire in his veins to simmer down. Well, as much as he wanted another round, he figured that the three hour period that his friend timed him with was nearly ending. Forcing that depressing thought away, Yunho focused all his attention at the beautiful male in his arms and dreamily sighed. "I wish it was like this every night."
Jaejoong lifted his head and mildly scowled at Yunho. "Yah, do you have plans crippling me?" As much as he loved sex with Yunho, and quite frankly, it was always heaven whenever they did it, the aftermath still hurt like hell. Grimacing just because he wanted to whine, Jaejoong added. "God, I think I'm going to need a wheelchair tomorrow."
"Haha, very funny."
Jaejoong playfully punched him in the shoulder. "Hey, that was a compliment."
Yunho giggled and stuck out his tongue. "I know."
God, his lover looks so tempting. "Quit poking that thing out or I might bite it off."
Yunho's eyes went half-lidded, voice dropping an octave lower, seducing. "That's the intended response."
Jaejoong snorted at the leering boyfriend. "Sheeshh, you're insatiable."
"But that's only because I can't get enough of you."
Another snort, but Jaejoong was smiling nevertheless. "I want to top next time."
"Only if you give me a blowjob first."
Suddenly, Jaejoong's expression turned serious again. With Yunho and their little flirting antics, it was so easy to veer off the supposed intended conversation. "But Yunho, you're seriously fine with me modeling for AN-AN?"
It was Yunho's turn to sport a solemn look. "Do you like what you're doing?" Jaejoong nodded. "Well, I don't see anything wrong with it. Besides, it's the cover Jaejoongie and it's AN-AN. That's a huge deal."
"I know it is." Jaejoong replied and snuggled closer to him. "I really wanna do this Yun, an offer like this doesn't come everyday." After letting out a soft sigh, he added. "And don't worry, I'm not gonna do anything that could potentially damage my name you know."
"I think it's also a good chance to ummmm, veer off the 'yaoi' path."
Jaejoong leaned back a little, raising an eyebrow. "Pray tell me, how'd you know such a term?" Pursing his lips, and a frown creasing his forehead, he asked. "And what do you mean it's a good chance?"
Yunho rolled his eyes at Jaejoong. "Of course I know the term since I belong in the same category." he said, then smiled a little. "Well, you've always been complaining about how everyone thinks of you as a girl and very feminine. I guess it's a good opportunity to let the world know that Kim Jaejoong is a very masculine dude."
"Are you patronizing me?" Jaejoong's eyes narrowed.
Yunho chuckled and pulled him close. "Nope, just taking into consideration the things you would endlessly complain about."
Jaejoong huffed out a breath in contempt, but then shrugged. "Yeah, I guess you're right. Everyone thinks that I'm so fragile."
"Which you're not." Yunho palmed his cheeks and kissed him again. "Without you, I would've shattered years ago." Rubbing Jaejoong's cheek with a thumb, he added. "If there's anyone strong in this relationship Jaejoongie, it's you."
Jaejoong leaned in and this time was the one that initiated the kiss. "Thanks Yun." he softly murmured, smiling lovingly at the other man. "And like I said, you don't have to worry about a thing regarding the photoshoot."
Yunho reciprocated the smile and grinned. "You just wanted my go signal didn't you?"
"Well, it's not like you weren't asking for mine when you first got the offer for EVISU."
"Fair enough." Yunho softly agreed. But of course there was that nagging feeling in his chest telling him that EVISU and ANAN were two completely different magazines. Forcing the stupid thoughts to the back of his mind and placed it in a box labeled "irrelevant", Yunho instead pinched Jaejoong in the side to which the other man yelped, a startled squeak escaping him.
"Yah, what was that for!" The pout was on full force on Jaejoong's mouth again.
"Just be sure you don't pose anything too tacky or blunt mister. Especially with the female model."
"How about full frontal?"
Yunho's blood boiled at the very thought. "Don't even think about it." But of course, Yunho already knew Jaejoong too well to know that there was no way Jaejoong would allow for anything to happen that could hurt his feelings. Besides, knowing Jaejoong, he'd most probably insist for the photoshoot to ooze the feeling of elegance and class.
And yep, it was a known fact that they were both bleeding saps.
"Awww, you're no fun."
"Hey, I'm the only one allowed to see little Hero."
"Are you sure, you should be calling my precious junior little?"
"Ooops, my bad." Yunho leered and in one swift motion, cupped Jaejoong's precious junk below and patted it's 'head.' "Hero, isn't little at all. I'm sorry baby, I didn't mean to call you little. Yunnie didn't mean to hurt your feelings."
By this point, Jaejoong was gaping at Yunho like he was retarded. "Retard." he said and lightly swatted Yunho's hand away. Like he said, meeting tomorrow with the staff, he couldn't risk limping all the way to the building now could he? "Freak."
Yunho leaned in and kissed the tip of his nose. "Only to you baby."
"Pffttt." Jaejoong responded with an eye-roll.
For a few minutes silence fell between them. They were simply content of holding onto each other.
"You know, the weirdest thing happened." Apparently, Yunho still liked to talk.
"Hmmm?" Jaejoong asked as he extracted himself a bit off Yunho's embrace and proceeded to stretch his limbs. "What, weird thing?" Jaejoong supplied as he settled back down again on Yunho's arms.
"You know the day that I read the magazine?"
"Yeah?"
"I wasn't wearing my contacts by then."
Jaejoong raised an eyebrow. "And?"
Yunho smirked and whispered seductively against his ear. "For a second there I thought it read "ANAL" magazine."
Jaejoong's eyes widened as another blush crept up his cheeks.
"I suddenly had a vivid imagination of us lying on a bed after sex on the magazine cover." Reaching down, Yunho's fingers brushed against Jaejoong's still damp heat, and was quite sure that Jaejoong's muscles hadn't closed off altogether just yet. "You were still dripping like this too." he said in his sexiest bedroom voice and nudged at Jaejoong's opening. Yunho bit at Jaejoong's earlobe and proceeded to nuzzle his neck. "Still begging to be fucked."
Yunho could come up with the stupidiest ideas yet such ideas always made him feel hot. DAMN! Because hell, him and Yunho doing a sex photoshoot? Jaejoong could feel the drool forming on his mouth. Meeting be damned, he thought, swallowing thickly and shivering in all the right places as he unconsciously pushed back against Yunho's digit.
And who cared if he would limp. He could always say he fell off the bed.
With a growl and a guttural moan, Jaejoong reversed their positions and pounced on Yunho like a hungry animal.
And of course later on, as usual, Yunho was late in meeting up with Jin again. Fortunately, no one from the SME company bothered to check up on Yunho that night. And so Jin was able to breathe a major sigh of relief.
END
sequel: a faint light shining on
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A/N: I wanted to cheer up my friends in my flist, mainly jlie_ly-yah who has been stressing over Jaejoong's ANAN magazine photoshoot. This one's dedicated for you bb. *huggles* Didn't undergo beta so grammar's shit. Therapy to mine and my flist's poor YJ biased hearts. Comments are appreciated =)