Avoiding Mirrors; (final)
Final; Amour de ma vie
JaeJoong &Yunho
Drama, Romance, Psychological
Summary: Yunho is a Psychoanalyst and JaeJoong is his patient.
{Please listen; ♫ Angus and Julia Stone - For You
Avoiding Mirrors;
Final Chapter
Jaejoong timed it perfectly. He always timed it perfectly,
With silent footsteps, Jaejoong cautiously walked passed Yunho's secretary's desk and followed the empty hall that led right to Yunho's office. Yunhoyah, he thought to himself as he took a quick glance behind him, you should really get a security camera.
He took out two long bobby pins out of his pocket once he had reached Yunho's door, tilting his head to the side as he frowned at the two pins in his hand in wonderment. He wasn't quite sure if his lock-picking skills were as up-to-par as they once were. Thoughts of running flooded his mind -
Quickly Jaejoong,
What if it doesn't work.
Shut-up. it will.
If it doesn't, I'm running.
Jaejoong gripped the door handle and inserted both pins into the keyhole, finding its center and gently twisting until he heard a - click. Yes, Jaejoong was so pleased with himself that he almost erupted into laughter for doubting himself. But instead he smiled, a wide smile that had reached his eyes - a smile that quickly faded once he entered Yunho's office. Almost immediately, Jaejoong felt his legs go limp. The sight of their past love nest made Jaejoong tremble that he considered leaving and never turning back.
"You're back where you belong now Jaejoong," He whispered to himself as he expelled a shaky breath.
Jaejoong walked into the office and closed the door in a way that it wouldn't make the door creak. He circled the office once - twice - three times as memories flooding his mind of sweet whispers, gentle touches and soft kisses. He remembers the first time Yunho kissed him as he traced his index finger along the leather frame of the chair he had been sitting on the first time they laid eyes on each other - Yunho's chair. He remembers their love making as he gripped the edge of the desk.
Almost instantly, Jaejoong was trying to fight the surge of panic running through his body as he sat down in Yunho's leather arm chair. He clasped his hands together in a prayer stance and silently cried to himself. His heart ached as he mentally relived lost memories with the man that meant the world to him. And now two years later, not an ounce of his love for Yunho-yah dissipated.
He laid his head on the desk, his clouded eyes finding a framed picture of Bae before him. A soft and quite lonely smile on her face, her eyes clear and piercing as her eyes looked down at Jaejoong, "Bae-shii, I'm sorry." he whispered to the picture, "but I loved him too. Forgive me."
A state of fatigue overwhelmed him as he found himself closing his eyes, tears slowly running down his face. Eventually, the tears dried and Jaejoong found rest.
"Jaejoong - "
Yunho's voice trembled as he closed his eyes, a slow deep breath escaping his lips.
"Dr. Jung," The voice said softly, "come sit."
Yunho shook his head, afraid that if he opened his eyes Jaejoong would disappear. It happened to him many times before - his mind constantly played tricks on him, making him see Jaejoong when he never really was there.
Open your eyes Yunho
No, I cant.
Open them now
Slowly, Yunho opened his eyes finding Jaejoong still before him. A faint smile lingering on his rose tinted lips as his dark brown eyes crinkled in amusement. "Dr. Jung, you look like you've seen a ghost." Jaejoong teased as he leaned back against the chair's leather cushions, And slowly, so slowly, Yunho was walking towards Jaejoong, his eyes scanning Jaejoong's features. His hair was longer now, his blonde locks now replaced with jet black hair. Jaejoong looked different and yet, he was every bit the same. He was just as beautiful as he remembered - as if age had touched him with a delicate hand.
"I've been searching for you and - " Yunho's voice caught and he couldn't continue. He had prepared himself for this moment, often rehearsing it in his head - there were so many things Yunho wanted to say - to ask and yet he stood before Jaejoong silently, his words caught in his throat.
Just the sight of Jaejoong made Yunho tremble, and yet a dream-like state had overcome his body. As if Yunho was suspended in time, he felt as though he were floating, no - he felt weightless. Yes, weightless.
"I know," Jaejoong replied with a shaky sigh, "I'm sorry Yunho-yah."
Did you hear?
He said Yunho-yah
Yes, he said Yunho-yah.
"I've missed you." Yunho watched as Jaejoong paused to consider his words, and then almost suddenly his face changed - his features childlike, almost - innocent. "I've miss you so much Jaejoong-ah." He repeated again.
"I know." Jaejoong's voice silenced all of Yunho's insecurities. Jaejoong's upper lip quivered as he spoke, his voice soft and low. For a brief moment, Jaejoong looked down at his hands, then raised his eyes and looked directly at Yunho - his lips softening into a slight curve, "I missed you so much I could die."
In three quick steps, Yunho fell to his knees before Jaejoong.
"Yunho-yah - " Jaejoong said faintly as he watched Yunho fall to his knees. He turned the chair to face Yunho and he thinks he felt his heart skip a beat, just like the first time he laid eyes on Yunho. Without a word, Yunho wrapped his arms around Jaejoong's waist as he pressed the side of his face to Jaejoong's chest.
Shit, Yunho thought to himself. He was crying now, heavy sobs of mixed emotions. Words couldn't express the state of euphoria that had overcome him, after two long years - he was finally embracing the man that meant the world to him.
Jaejoong affectionately stroked Yunho's hair with slender trembling hands. Yunho-yah, you've gotten skinnier, "I've missed you too Yunho-yah," Jaejoong stifled a cry, his face contorting as he tried to suppress the urge to cry as he did earlier. He gritted his teeth and pulled back his lips as he took a painful breath. I've missed your touch Yunho-yah.
As much as Jaejoong regretted leaving Yunho without a word, he believed that maybe - just maybe things happened for a reason. Maybe Yunho was supposed to marry Bae and give her the best life while Jaejoong got better with the help of his family, Junsu-yah. Maybe after all, this was their love story.
Yunho looked up at Jaejoong, his face wet with tears, "I've never stopped loving you Jaejoong-ah - I never will," Yunho mumbled, wrapping his arms around Jaejoong tighter. "Please don't leave again."
Inspite of himself, a rush of hot tears filled Jaejoong's eyes and with that, Jaejoong cried again.
Few words were needed to be said, the expressions on both their tear stained faces said enough.
I've never stopped loving you.
"No," Jaejoong said wiping his lover's tears with his fingers, "you are my home. There is no where else I should be."
"Jaejoong-ah," Yunho said, tilting his head as he looked down at his lover. "Do you think people will still recognize you?"
"I don't really care anymore," Jaejoong smiled, a truly carefree smile that made Yunho smile back. He took his lovers hand in his as they walked down the streets of Seoul, "I want us to talk Yunho-yah, about everything. I want to tell you everything."
And they did, they talked for hours, days and nights. Talking about the past - talking about the future. They aimed to discover each other once again, but this time with no more secrets and no more lingering shadows.
"Yunho-yah," Jaejoong whispered as he casted a longing eye towards the taller man. "Can you do me a favor?"
"Anything." Yunho responded immediately as he stroked his lover's cheek.
"Can you kiss me here."
And without another word, Yunho leaned in and kissed his lovers lips. And it was simply - magical. It was indescribable the feelings that Jaejoong could give Yunho, just utterly - undescribable. The kiss made Yunho's heart both stop and race - a contradiction, but Jaejoong was always just that - a contradiction. Yunho loved him as just that.
Suspended in time, Jaejoong and Yunho kissed in middle of the street, as people walked passed them. Without a care in the world, they kissed to their hearts content.
Jaejoong was the one to break the kiss, a sigh of adoration as he looked at Yunho with loving eyes, "Yunho-yah, lets go home."
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+ omg after 2 long years I'm finally finished :D
+ I really hope you all enjoyed it, I thoroughly enjoyed writing it even though at times I was angry at how I wrote it.
+ But the main thing is that you all enjoyed it, thank you all for the support. Hopefully I can still write wonderful things for you all in the future ♥
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JaeJoong &Yunho
Drama, Romance, Psychological
Summary: Yunho is a Psychoanalyst and JaeJoong is his patient.
{Please listen; ♫ Angus and Julia Stone - For You
Avoiding Mirrors;
Final Chapter
Jaejoong timed it perfectly. He always timed it perfectly,
With silent footsteps, Jaejoong cautiously walked passed Yunho's secretary's desk and followed the empty hall that led right to Yunho's office. Yunhoyah, he thought to himself as he took a quick glance behind him, you should really get a security camera.
He took out two long bobby pins out of his pocket once he had reached Yunho's door, tilting his head to the side as he frowned at the two pins in his hand in wonderment. He wasn't quite sure if his lock-picking skills were as up-to-par as they once were. Thoughts of running flooded his mind -
Quickly Jaejoong,
What if it doesn't work.
Shut-up. it will.
If it doesn't, I'm running.
Jaejoong gripped the door handle and inserted both pins into the keyhole, finding its center and gently twisting until he heard a - click. Yes, Jaejoong was so pleased with himself that he almost erupted into laughter for doubting himself. But instead he smiled, a wide smile that had reached his eyes - a smile that quickly faded once he entered Yunho's office. Almost immediately, Jaejoong felt his legs go limp. The sight of their past love nest made Jaejoong tremble that he considered leaving and never turning back.
"You're back where you belong now Jaejoong," He whispered to himself as he expelled a shaky breath.
Jaejoong walked into the office and closed the door in a way that it wouldn't make the door creak. He circled the office once - twice - three times as memories flooding his mind of sweet whispers, gentle touches and soft kisses. He remembers the first time Yunho kissed him as he traced his index finger along the leather frame of the chair he had been sitting on the first time they laid eyes on each other - Yunho's chair. He remembers their love making as he gripped the edge of the desk.
Almost instantly, Jaejoong was trying to fight the surge of panic running through his body as he sat down in Yunho's leather arm chair. He clasped his hands together in a prayer stance and silently cried to himself. His heart ached as he mentally relived lost memories with the man that meant the world to him. And now two years later, not an ounce of his love for Yunho-yah dissipated.
He laid his head on the desk, his clouded eyes finding a framed picture of Bae before him. A soft and quite lonely smile on her face, her eyes clear and piercing as her eyes looked down at Jaejoong, "Bae-shii, I'm sorry." he whispered to the picture, "but I loved him too. Forgive me."
A state of fatigue overwhelmed him as he found himself closing his eyes, tears slowly running down his face. Eventually, the tears dried and Jaejoong found rest.
"Jaejoong - "
Yunho's voice trembled as he closed his eyes, a slow deep breath escaping his lips.
"Dr. Jung," The voice said softly, "come sit."
Yunho shook his head, afraid that if he opened his eyes Jaejoong would disappear. It happened to him many times before - his mind constantly played tricks on him, making him see Jaejoong when he never really was there.
Open your eyes Yunho
No, I cant.
Open them now
Slowly, Yunho opened his eyes finding Jaejoong still before him. A faint smile lingering on his rose tinted lips as his dark brown eyes crinkled in amusement. "Dr. Jung, you look like you've seen a ghost." Jaejoong teased as he leaned back against the chair's leather cushions, And slowly, so slowly, Yunho was walking towards Jaejoong, his eyes scanning Jaejoong's features. His hair was longer now, his blonde locks now replaced with jet black hair. Jaejoong looked different and yet, he was every bit the same. He was just as beautiful as he remembered - as if age had touched him with a delicate hand.
"I've been searching for you and - " Yunho's voice caught and he couldn't continue. He had prepared himself for this moment, often rehearsing it in his head - there were so many things Yunho wanted to say - to ask and yet he stood before Jaejoong silently, his words caught in his throat.
Just the sight of Jaejoong made Yunho tremble, and yet a dream-like state had overcome his body. As if Yunho was suspended in time, he felt as though he were floating, no - he felt weightless. Yes, weightless.
"I know," Jaejoong replied with a shaky sigh, "I'm sorry Yunho-yah."
Did you hear?
He said Yunho-yah
Yes, he said Yunho-yah.
"I've missed you." Yunho watched as Jaejoong paused to consider his words, and then almost suddenly his face changed - his features childlike, almost - innocent. "I've miss you so much Jaejoong-ah." He repeated again.
"I know." Jaejoong's voice silenced all of Yunho's insecurities. Jaejoong's upper lip quivered as he spoke, his voice soft and low. For a brief moment, Jaejoong looked down at his hands, then raised his eyes and looked directly at Yunho - his lips softening into a slight curve, "I missed you so much I could die."
In three quick steps, Yunho fell to his knees before Jaejoong.
"Yunho-yah - " Jaejoong said faintly as he watched Yunho fall to his knees. He turned the chair to face Yunho and he thinks he felt his heart skip a beat, just like the first time he laid eyes on Yunho. Without a word, Yunho wrapped his arms around Jaejoong's waist as he pressed the side of his face to Jaejoong's chest.
Shit, Yunho thought to himself. He was crying now, heavy sobs of mixed emotions. Words couldn't express the state of euphoria that had overcome him, after two long years - he was finally embracing the man that meant the world to him.
Jaejoong affectionately stroked Yunho's hair with slender trembling hands. Yunho-yah, you've gotten skinnier, "I've missed you too Yunho-yah," Jaejoong stifled a cry, his face contorting as he tried to suppress the urge to cry as he did earlier. He gritted his teeth and pulled back his lips as he took a painful breath. I've missed your touch Yunho-yah.
As much as Jaejoong regretted leaving Yunho without a word, he believed that maybe - just maybe things happened for a reason. Maybe Yunho was supposed to marry Bae and give her the best life while Jaejoong got better with the help of his family, Junsu-yah. Maybe after all, this was their love story.
Yunho looked up at Jaejoong, his face wet with tears, "I've never stopped loving you Jaejoong-ah - I never will," Yunho mumbled, wrapping his arms around Jaejoong tighter. "Please don't leave again."
Inspite of himself, a rush of hot tears filled Jaejoong's eyes and with that, Jaejoong cried again.
Few words were needed to be said, the expressions on both their tear stained faces said enough.
I've never stopped loving you.
"No," Jaejoong said wiping his lover's tears with his fingers, "you are my home. There is no where else I should be."
"Jaejoong-ah," Yunho said, tilting his head as he looked down at his lover. "Do you think people will still recognize you?"
"I don't really care anymore," Jaejoong smiled, a truly carefree smile that made Yunho smile back. He took his lovers hand in his as they walked down the streets of Seoul, "I want us to talk Yunho-yah, about everything. I want to tell you everything."
And they did, they talked for hours, days and nights. Talking about the past - talking about the future. They aimed to discover each other once again, but this time with no more secrets and no more lingering shadows.
"Yunho-yah," Jaejoong whispered as he casted a longing eye towards the taller man. "Can you do me a favor?"
"Anything." Yunho responded immediately as he stroked his lover's cheek.
"Can you kiss me here."
And without another word, Yunho leaned in and kissed his lovers lips. And it was simply - magical. It was indescribable the feelings that Jaejoong could give Yunho, just utterly - undescribable. The kiss made Yunho's heart both stop and race - a contradiction, but Jaejoong was always just that - a contradiction. Yunho loved him as just that.
Suspended in time, Jaejoong and Yunho kissed in middle of the street, as people walked passed them. Without a care in the world, they kissed to their hearts content.
Jaejoong was the one to break the kiss, a sigh of adoration as he looked at Yunho with loving eyes, "Yunho-yah, lets go home."
//
+ omg after 2 long years I'm finally finished :D
+ I really hope you all enjoyed it, I thoroughly enjoyed writing it even though at times I was angry at how I wrote it.
+ But the main thing is that you all enjoyed it, thank you all for the support. Hopefully I can still write wonderful things for you all in the future ♥
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