A Faint Light Shining On

[hydraheiress]

i. story by: hydraheiress
ii. pairing: yunjae
iii. genre: romance, drama, fluff
iv. length: one-shot
v. rating: soft-r
vi. summary: Between both their busy schedules, Jaejoong is reduced to missing Yunho more and more with each day that passes. Fortunately, Yunho missed him just as much, which is exactly the reason why Jaejoong found him inside his trailer on set.



a faint light shining on

Jaejoong let out a long tired sigh as he opened the metallic knob to his trailer door. Entering the homey little haven that he decorated himself, Jaejoong went over to the mini fridge and fished out a cold can of soda before settling down comfortably on the couch. Hooking his finger and pulling off the aluminum top, dark cola sizzled out of the opening. Stationing the can against his mouth, lips, teeth and tongue met the coolness of the beverage as it poured freely down his throat.

Taking in big gulps, Jaejoong’s eyes closed as he relished at the sweetness of the cold liquid. Shortly after, the contents of the can was no more and the beautiful male simply placed the empty can on the table in front of him, legs feeling too tired to go and put the aforementioned material inside the trashcan by the kitchen counter. Jaejoong’s mass of dark brown hair connected with the couch’s headrest as he took in even breaths, the air leaving and entering his lungs in a relaxed pace.

Finally, after a grueling span of ten hours under the busy world of acting, Jaejoong’s scenes for that day were finally done. The producer had suggested that he go and catch some fresh air or do whatever it was he needed to do, telling him that he was going to be called as soon as filming was to be wrapped up for that day and that they could all finally go home.

Tamayama and Megumi had nearly pushed him towards his trailer, reprimanding Jaejoong for working too hard as they advised him to at least catch a few hours of rest. During the day, when everyone was given breaks or when they were having lunch, Jaejoong’s face had always been buried on the script as he kept on going over and over again with his lines, memorizing and internalizing his scenes, embracing his character, needing to be that person in front of the cameras.

The look on his face every time they were at the set was always very serious.

Eita and Ueno had even teased him for being ‘too’ serious, cracking jokes about how they were all going to be robbed of their work because everyone would love Jaejoong too much and they would lose their fans one by one.

Jaejoong seemed to be worried at the remark at first, the thought that his co-stars might be thinking that he was trying to gather the attention all to himself, made him uneasy… and a bit depressed.

Noticing the worry in Jaejoong’s eyes, Eita had immediately pointed out that he was too awesome to lose his fans and made jibes about how he wasn’t quite sure about Tamayama and Ueno's awesomeness however. The remark earned him a thump on the head before Eita found himself being playfully strangled by the others, muttering words that Jaejoong didn’t catch anymore because he already erupted into a giggling fit, the back of his hand covering shy lips that were parted in a smile.

Gladness and joy blanketed his whole frame at the heart-warming scene happening in front of him.

However, when his band mate’s faces flashed in his thoughts - the picture of his co-stars reminding him of the happy times that they used to have, of the suspension that AVEX officially implemented and how they all consented to go their different ways at the meantime - the smile fell from Jaejoong’s lips, replaced by a painful ache in his chest that nearly tore him in two. Blinking back away the tears that threatened to fall, Jaejoong forced a smile on his face, excused himself from the rest, went back to memorizing his lines and practically killed himself with exhaustion for the rest of that day’s filming.

“Yunho-yah.” Jaejoong breathed in the silence, arm jutting out in front of him as if he was reaching for something… or someone. Jaejoong found himself fighting off the prickling sensation in his eyelids once more. He terribly missed him.

He had seen Yunho’s Michael Jackson tribute in his laptop as he scoured through videos, of fancams, one after the other on the internet. A dull ache clenched at his heart, seeing the fans being there, supporting their idol, his Yunho-yah, yet there he was… confined in his busy drama schedule. He hadn’t been able to talk to him, hadn’t been able to see him ever since the night that they spent at the adult pub. Jaejoong had at times left messages on Yunho’s mobile, informing him of the things happening at the set and telling him how much he missed him, yet the other man hadn’t answered his text messages.

But Jaejoong couldn’t really blame Yunho for not responding.

In between his ANAN magazine shoot (in which he was immensely thankful that he didn’t get paired up with a female model nor did he have to pose partially nude or showing a lot of skin, and was told that he was merely going to be posing in rather seductive and provocative poses with his clothes intact) and filming his recent drama, Jaejoong himself had been too busy that he barely got in touch with his family and friends as well. He was quite sure that his beloved was just as busy himself.

Watching Yunho through a flat screen on that stage, dancing and singing to the songs of the one man that inspired him to take a trip to the entertainment world to follow his dreams, it drove a deep sense of longing in Jaejoong’s heart.

He was proud of Yunho for taking part in that tribute. Seeing his boyish smile during that interview, showing so much of his innocence behind the mask of being the perfect leader, made his heart flutter in bliss and delight.

But another fact was also glaringly bright.

Yunho wasn’t with him and they won’t be seeing other until he returned back to Korea.

Arms, instinctively wrapping themselves around his frame, Jaejoong’s eyes fluttered close, recalling the way Yunho had held him in his arms from that many nights ago and the feel of his hot bare skin against his.

Jaejoong was drowning in his despair.

There was that one time that he had been so home sick, (because home is where your heart is, and his heart belonged to Yunho) Jaejoong texted the drama set’s address and hinted at Yunho that maybe, he could visit him if he had time. But a few hours after Jaejoong sent that message, he realized it was selfish of him to be making such a request.

Yunho would be more or less dead exhausted from his activities in Los Angeles. And it further added to Jaejoong's worry how he came across the news about his beloved being checked in to a hospital a day after the concert.

He didn't want to add to his burden. With a heavy heart, Jaejoong typed in on his touch the words ‘That was inconsiderate of me Yunho-yah, forget it. Just make sure you rest well. I miss you.’

Dragging his body on legs that felt like lead, Jaejoong crawled towards his bed and fell on the soft sheets, face first as he bounced. The fatigue in his body was nothing compared to the emotional turmoil, bitterness and longing in his soul.

“Please, I just wanna see him one more time.” Jaejoong brokenly mumbled against the covers as he pounded the side of his fists on the bedspreads. Rolling over to his side, Jaejoong wrapped his arms around himself, body forming into a fetal position as tears trickled down the corner of his eye, flowing into his ear. ‘I miss him, I miss him so much.”

Jaejoong had been too absorbed in his grief that it completely missed his notice how there was a presence a few feet away that had been watching him for quite some time, face painted with as much longing and grief, mirroring his own.

“I missed you too Jaejoongie.” The warm breath by his ear sent shivers down Jaejoong’s spine.

Body jolting upright as he whirled around, Jaejoong’s countenance was almost instantly ravished with delight, the shadows of sorrow left his disposition and the expressions of disbelief and ecstatic joy flashed across his face.

Jaejoong's eyes began to fill with fresh tears.

Biting at his bottom lip as he scratched at the back of his neck, smiling sheepishly, Yunho spoke. “Ummm, surprise?”

Jaejoong’s mouth worked, gaze glued to the face of the man standing by his bedside. “Yun… yunho-yah?”

The next thing that the older man felt were Yunho’s arms enveloping him in their warmth as he closed the gap between their bodies, encasing him in his embrace. Jaejoong’s own pair of arms sprang out as he wrapped them around the other’s torso, clinging onto the cottony fiber of Yunho’s buttoned down shirt, a sharp gasp drawing from his mouth at the realness of him.

“It’s me Jaejoongie.” Yunho’s sweet voice against his hair felt like home. “It’s really me.”

Jaejoong’s eyes fluttered close as tears rolled down his cheeks, hugging Yunho tighter in his arms. For a period of time, they did nothing else but stayed in that position as they simply relished in each other’s presence, making up for the weeks that they haven’t felt the other’s warmth. Shortly after, Jaejoong let out a shuddering breath and gently pulled back from the hug. Hands instantaneously resting on Yunho’s cheek, the older man’s eyes were awashed with love. “I didn’t think you’d come.”

“I had a bit of time off work, and I missed you bad, so I thought I’d give you a visit.” Fingers closing around the hand on his face, Yunho brought it to his lips and placed a gentle kiss on the soft skin. “I got your messages, I’m sorry if I wasn’t able to reply. I had to turn my phone off or I wouldn’t be able to function properly. I just… I kept thinking about you, wishing you would call me even once so that I could hear your voice. I was very happy there, working with all those people and doing this thing for my idol made me really happy. But my mind was always filled with thoughts of you that it was getting hard for me to concentrate on the tribute and Surin-noona was getting distressed with me spacing out. I’m sorry.”

There was no reason for Yunho to apologize at all, what mattered was that he was there with him right now. “No, Yunho-yah.” Jaejoong stifled a choked sob as he replied. "Thank you." Heart feeling like it was going to explode and emotions flooding his chest threatening to break him apart, Jaejoong gazed into Yunho’s eyes, his pair of onyx orbs welling up with tears once more while fingers lovingly caressed the smooth expanse of the other's cheek. “I... I feel like I'm dreaming.”

“It’s not a dream.” Yunho gently assured as he leaned down and claimed Jaejoong’s mouth for a deep kiss, wrapping his arms around Jaejoong's frame tightly as he partially lifted the other's body off the bed and into his lap. Jaejoong went willingly, the hands on Yunho’s face traveling down to his neck as Jaejoong kissed him back, passionate and full of love.

Opening his mouth for better access, Jaejoong felt Yunho’s tongue instantly slip past his teeth as it intertwined with his own. Yunho’s hand crept up under his shirt, seeking skin and stroking his naked waist. A choked moan erupted in Jaejoong’s throat as they broke apart and gasped for air. Ragged pants hung loudly in the silence of the surroundings. Their foreheads rested against each other, chests rising and falling in a steady pace, cheeks flushed with pleasure. “That real enough for you?”

The trailer room’s temperature seemed to suddenly spike a few degrees higher. “Yeah.” Jaejoong breathlessly replied, licking at his moist lips, Yunho’s taste imprinted on his mouth, a smile flitted across his face, swallowing thickly. “It’s… very real.”

Yunho matched the other’s smile and was just about to lean in again when Jaejoong’s hands closed around his head, stopping him from his movements, directing questioning eyes into his own. “Wait, what time did you arrive?”

Yunho stole another kiss, grinning cheekily before answering the question. “An hour ago. After checking in on a hotel, I quickly came here. I couldn’t wait until tomorrow to see you.” Yunho paused, and captured his lips again. “I missed you so much.”

Face breaking into a look of complete happiness, Jaejoong meshed their mouth together for another searing, deep kiss. When they parted, Yunho was regarding Jaejoong hungrily, watching the older man with darkened needy eyes.

“You’re such a tease Jaejoongie.” Yunho practically growled, lowering Jaejoong’s body on the sheets as he crawled on top of him and straddled his hips. “God, you drove me crazy when I saw the preview of your ANAN magazine shoot.”

Jaejoong gazed coyly up at the man above him, batting long lashes at the lustful stare. “So you got the message.”

Leaning down, Yunho caught Jaejoong’s bottom lip with his teeth, tongue darting out to lick at the sinful temptation. “That image of you lying on the table reminded me of the way you look underneath me when I’m pounding into you, covering your mouth with your hands to prevent the sobs of pleasure from escaping your delicious lips.” Yunho's husky breath sent shivers up and down Jaejoong's spine as he loudly groaned, images and memories of their lovemaking settling into the forefront of his mind. “With the way you closed your eyes and opened your mouth for that damn piece of string, I more than got the message Jaejoongie. You were thinking of me, you were thinking of me the whole time you did that photo shoot.”

"I was imagining it was your cock in my mouth Yunnie-yah." Jaejoong purred seductively and opened his lips, drawing Yunho's pink appendage into his own as their tongues got tangled in a lewd, wet dance. "Imagining that it was you on top of me when I was lying down on that table, fucking me senseless, filling me with so much love. Everything I did that day... it was all you."

Groaning into Jaejoong's mouth, Yunho's hand crept up under Jaejoong's shirt again and began to stroke his flesh at the same time that he moved his hips against Jaejoong, grinding and rutting with each other as their lips and tongue moved in rhythm along with their bodies. "Jaejoongie, I want you so bad. It was driving me mad not being able to touch you." Yunho forced Jaejoong to sit as he pulled the offending shirt out of the other's body before leaning in again, raining kisses down Jaejoong's flushed neck. "Your co-stars' remarks about your shyness and how you make their heart skip a bit, it nearly drove me crazy."

When Yunho's teeth nipped at the lobe of his ear, directly at his weak spot, the very action nearly melting Jaejoong, his breathing pattern turning into erratic ragged moans. "You're... jealous?" Jaejoong forced the question through a mouth gone dry. But Yunho didn't answer the question, and instead another loud groan tore out of Jaejoong's throat when Yunho tugged at the golden band of his nipple piercing, rolling it against his thumb. "Nggghh... Yun... yunho."

"You've missed me this much Jaejoongie? That you'd wear your piercing again?" Yunho seductively whispered in his ear as he continued to flick his thumb against the material.

Jaejoong weakly nodded his head in response, skin beginning to glisten with sweat. "You... you loved this on me, always insisting that I... wore it whenever we, ahhh, we have sex and... and I needed something that would remind me... aagghhhh."

A leering smile spread across Yunho's lips, realizing just what his lover had been up to. "You've been playing with yourself while I'm not around." Twisting the metal from side to side, Yunho’s fingers pinched and rubbed at the puckered nubs, delighted upon feeling them harden to painful points under the scrutiny of his touch.

"So sensitive Jaejoongie." Yunho's mouth left it's assault on Jaejoong's neck as he swiftly caught Jaejoong's nipple in between his teeth, mouth pulling at the ring while his tongue darted out, flicking repeatedly against the hardened nub.

"Hahh, hahh, hahh, Yunho-yah." Not stopping in his ministrations, Yunho's eyes darted up towards Jaejoong's face, loving the way he was twisting his head from side to side, eyes closed, cheeks flushed, mouth half parted in heavy pants.

"So beautiful. I missed this, missed you." Tongue darting out, with the intention to give the other nipple with the same attention, a hand however, rested at Yunho's shoulder, stopping him. Gazing up, Yunho frowned. "Jaejoongie?"

Swallowing thickly and licking at his lips as he panted, Jaejoong shook his head. "Yun... we can't." As much as he missed him and would love to do nothing more than reconnect with every part of him, Jaejoong was pretty sure that Yunho was exhausted as hell. Judging from the dark circles under his eyes, it didn't seem like he was able to catch any good sleep for several days at all. "You're tired." Jaejoong pointed out, forcing his body to sit up, catching his breath. "And most probably jet lagged."

Yunho's mouth formed into a pout. "But..."

Picking his discarded shirt on the bed, Jaejoong quickly put it back on and began to wipe the perspiration that decorated Yunho's temple. "That can wait Yunho-yah. It won't sit well with me that you'd collapse from exhaustion." Gaze roaming at the corners of his trailer, Jaejoong added. "And we're on set and inside my trailer. Someone might walk by and hear... something."

"Oh." Yunho developed the strongest urge to thump himself in the head. "And I guess it wouldn't help that you're a screamer."

Jaejoong grabbed a pillow and playfully shoved it to his lover's face. "Yah! You're implying I'm loud in bed?"

Yunho avoided the assault as he pounced on Jaejoong, toppling him to his back, sprawled on the soft bed sheets. Yunho crawled on top of him and leaned down, kissing the tip of his nose, grinning cheekily. "I'm not implying, I'm stating a fact."

Jaejoong huffed out a breath and chose to ignore the remark. He knew for a fact anyway that he wasn't that loud. Opening his arms, Jaejoong smiled at the man hovering on top of him and gestured for a hug. 'Come here, you big buffoon."

"Ahhhh, snuggly-Jaejoongie." Yunho was nothing short of ecstatic as he fell on top of Jaejoong and rested his face against the other's ample chest, arms snaking their way around the other's waist and softly hummed. "Hmmm... comfy... warm..." A yawn fell from Yunho's lips as he snuggled deeper into the other man's arms, his eyes fluttering close. "Jaejoongie?"

Kissing the side of Yunho's temple, Jaejoong replied. "Yeah?"

"Your co-stars aren't falling in love you are they?"

A surprised chuckle was what came out of Jaejoong's lips next. "Yunho-yah, you really are jealous are you?"

"I am and I'm not denying it." Yunho sighed, and continued. "Oh, like I said your ANAN photoshoot was great! You have no idea how relieved I was when I didn't see any woman lurking nearby in your pictures." he paused, then smiled. "And it was a bonus when you admitted you were thinking of me when you did those poses." Yunho lifted his head and kissed Jaejoong lightly on his parted mouth and giggled. "I'm quite sure our fans are having these perverted ideas now."

Jaejoong couldn't fight the giggles coming from his mouth as he whispered conspiratorially against Yunho's ear. "I bet they all went like, 'Oh oh look! He's thinking about his Yunho. He's gotta! No one opens their mouth that wide for a string. And he's closing his eyes, I bet he's imagining it was something else in his mouth instead.'" Jaejoong smugly smirked. "Then again, I couldn't blame them since I'm guilty as charged."

Yunho stared at him in astonishment. "You've been spending way too much time in those YunJae fanforum threads. You're beginning to sound like a fanboy yourself." When Jaejoong's smirk merely grew, Yunho pursed his lips in thought and matched the other's smirk. "But... that can't be helped I suppose. You're completely smitten by me and you were always a narcissist."

"You love this narcissist." Jaejoong retorted, sticking his tongue out. "And I am..." his voice dropped into a husky timber, as he lifted Yunho's chin upwards and hovered a few inches above his mouth. "... smitten by you."

Reaching out a hand to Jaejoong's mouth, Yunho partially lifted his body off the bed, rubbing a thumb against his bottom lip, watching how Jaejoong's tongue darted out as if an invitation. Closing the gap between them, their tongues met, fought, relented and settled into a gentle exploration once more. When they parted, both young men were a little out of breath.

"I can't wait to go to your place." Yunho expressed, snuggling back to Jaejoong's neck. "Where we can be alone and no one would disturb us." he sighed. "What time are you guys going to be done filming anyway?"

"An hour or so. My scenes are done though so I'm just waiting for everybody else to wrap up."

Another yawn fell from Yunho's lips as he stretched his arm in mid air before letting it fall back down on Jaejoong's middle, wriggling his body closer against the other man. "Sleepy." he weakly mumbled.

"Rest Yunho." Jaejoong gently coaxed.

"Don't go anywhere?"

"I'll be here. And when they call me, I'm going to let you know. So we can go straight home after this, alright?"

Yunho held him tighter as Jaejoong wrapped his right arm across the other's shoulders. "Jaejoongie?"

"What is it?" Jaejoong asked, raking fingers through the other's scalp.

With his eyes slowly drifting shut, Yunho softly murmured. "Saranghae."

Inhaling the scent that was Yunho's, Jaejoong's own pair of onyx orbs slowly began to flutter close, the warmth and the sense of serenity with having Yunho in his arms, lulling him gently to sleep. "I love you too... always."

**

"Megumi-chan, should we wake them up?" Ueno was caught in between wanting to take a picture, bolting right out through the trailer door or fangirl and spazz like mad at the scene she was witnessing right that instant. "They look so... cute!"

Sighing dreamily and clutching a hand dramatically to her chest - that was the picture of Megumi as she gazed at the two occupants of the bed. "Let's just let them be for now. I was worried about Jaejung-kun because he didn't look so good earlier. But judging from this, I have a strong feeling that he's going to be smiling more often again tomorrow."

"Won't we get in trouble for helping Yunho-kun inside the set at this hour?" Ueno asked in worry. Megumi gave her a look.

"Ueno-chan, do you know the saying "What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas?"

Ueno blinked a couple of times before nodding her head.

"That is exactly what we're going to do." Megumi gazed back at the two sleeping young men. "They deserve that privacy."

Eyes darting between her co-star and at the heart-warming sight at a distance, Ueno nodded her head and smiled, understanding what her friend was trying to say. Turning their backs as they slowly made their way towards the trailer door, Megumi gently closed the metallic hinge, followed closely by Ueno as they began to take long hurried strides towards the set.

**

Cracking one eye open, a smile flitted across Jaejoong's face as he sent a silent thanks to his beautiful co-stars for helping his Yunho-yah to reach his side. Turning his body, Yunho's soft groaning and mumbling of his name in his sleep filled Jaejoong's ear as he slowly got out of bed and walked over towards the trailer door.

Securing that the locks were in place, Jaejoong went back to bed and resumed his position within Yunho's warmth once more - arms wrapped against the other's torso as he pressed his face close to his chest, listening to the soft rhythm of Yunho's heart before closing his eyes shut and this time, really, drifting off to peaceful slumber.

DBSK, TVXQ, Tohoshinki might be going their separate ways in their respective careers. But they would always be forever five. The name held a big significance in his life, but as long as the five of them stayed friends, were still family, him and Yunho still very much in love, Jaejoong realized that he didn't mind the suspension that much. It was just a name after all. And that name might one day be gone, but the memories and the times they shared will always stay imprinted in their hearts and minds, in their beloved fans' hearts- to him, that was more than enough- it was all that mattered.

And now, as the two of them laid in each other's arms. Despite everything that happened the past several weeks.

Right there. At that moment. It was perfect.

END

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A/N: Now, gotta start on the next chapter to Tied Fates. LOL! *cracks knuckles* Hopefully, I'd be able to at least write two pages of the chapter today >_> Comments are very much appreciated and will be fawned over like WOAH! <333 This didn't undergo beta so I'm sorry again for the sucky grammar.