Avoiding Mirrors; (c3)
(C3); Can't Stand It
JaeJoong&Yunho
Romance, drama, Smut
Summary: Yunho is a Psychoanalyst and JaeJoong's his patient. Can Yunho handle JaeJoong, better yet can he handle himself?
Avoiding Mirrors;
Chapter 3
By 8:30PM Yunho stood at the door of Bae's apartment suite, a last minute purchased cake in his left hand, and a last minute purchased present in his right.
"Yun Oppa!" A tall slender beauty opened the door, wafting the welcoming smell of roasted chicken and seaweed soup into his nostrils. He hadn't realized how hungry he was until his stomach clutched.
"Happy birthday Bae." Yunho said, a pearly white smile encompassed his small face as he walked in and gave her a kiss on the cheek. Bae smiled weakly, disappointment flooded her big brown eyes.
"Mmm," She hummed to herself, her chubby cheeks puffing out into a pout. She looked like she was in deep thought, her moonstruck face Yunho knew too well.
"Yun, thank you for coming." She said finally after a moment of silence. Yunho could feel she was trying to mask her emotions. But Yunho could sense it, sense her - he should have made time for her, he knew from her phone call - it was time to make time for her.
"This is for you." He said handing her the cake and present.
"Thank you Yun Oppa!" She beamed, her facial features made into a childlike wonderment as she took the presents into her arms.
She's - like him, he thought - quickly he turned his gaze away from the beauty, slowly walking towards the living room.
"Oh!" Bae said startled, "turn on the television if you want!" Bae said going into the kitchen taking with her Yunho's presents.
Yunho nodded to himself, grabbing the remote, he thumbed the buttons, and flipped the channels - he halted, frozen at the sight of a black haired innocent young man with a choir boy's voice. Park Yoochun, yes - oh yes, another young prodigy. A singer and song composer, Park Yoochun. Yunho watched as his former patient clapped his hands together in false amusement, followed with a forced laugh to assure his interviewer that he was indeed enjoying his jokes - no the man was not funny, not funny at all. But that was entertainment, plastic.
Yoochun was one of those patients - "those patients" -it was out of Yunho's hands. Yoochun was - what was he?
"So," The interviewer started, "your new single Avoiding Mirrors has hit number one on the oricon chart! It's a deep song, I take it you were writing about yourself?" the interviewer suggested.
Who are you, looking at me with such dark eyes - who are you? Do I know you? No, I don't know you ...
Why are you crying so miserably, who hurt you? Can you tell me - can I help you?
You scare me - I don't know you - but you are me.
Avoiding Mirrors, Avoiding Mirrors - afraid to see you, afraid to look into your eyes- can't stand to see you, can't stand to see your lonely face.
Can't stand it - can't stand seeing me.
Yoochun's eyes darkened, and his jaw stiffened - clenching, unclenching. "I wrote about everyone. This song, is about everyone." He replied, his voice stone cold. The interviewer looked into the camera, flustered. He wasn't expecting such a response ... now he didn't know what to do.
Yunho leaned over, his sad eyes observed the younger man's gestures. He could see it - see it so clear, crystal clear. Yunho shook his head, closing his eyes before leaning back into the couch, his face wrinkled in regret.
"I'm going to kill myself," the choir boy's voice screamed, his voice filled with desperation, "and I'll fucking kill you"
Yunho gasped as his head jerked up - his eyes blinking rapidly as he was pummeled back into reality by the ringing of his cellphone. His fingers shook as he grazed the screen of his red black berry upon reading his blond beast's name.
'Yunhoyah, I'm doing a radio show right now D:' the msg read. 'Ahhh, not having fun Jaebaby?' Yunho replied. Yunho held his cell in his hand, his eyes glued onto the screen knowing his blond beast had fast fingers. 'No Yun, I have a headache >:( I'm hungry but my agent wont feed me!! *pouts-'
Yunho didn't like JaeJoong's agent, something was wrong about him - the way he looked at JaeJoong, the way he tried to control JaeJoong. Son of a bitch, if he touches one hair on his head ... I'll -
'Eat once that show is finished baby. Okay? Promise me you won't starve yourself." Yunho replied. "Okay Yun, where are you. Are you at home resting?" JaeJoong asked. "No, I'm not. Bae asked me to come over to celebrate her birthday - I forgot about it.'
Yunho narrowed his eyebrows in worry once five minutes went by without a reply. Could Jae be angry?
"Jaebaby? don't be mad okay?" He sent - no response.
Another 5 minutes went by, Yunho anxiously tapped his foot on the carpeted floor. He shouldn't have said anything, He knew how JaeJoong got jealous easily. His eyes widened once 1 Video Msg displayed in big letters read on the screen. Quickly, he opened the video.
"Yun." The blond beast on the screen said breathlessly, his face flushed pink. Yunho laughed, he knew JaeJoong was in a bathroom stall, and he knew JaeJoong had run from the show just to send him a msg. "Don't drink. Don't you dare get drunk!" The young man demanded, his face hard and concentrated. "You better not fuck her either Yun, I swear, when I come back I won't let you fuck me."
Yunho laughed harder, again with the sex threats Jae? You better not work too hard while I'm gone Yun, or else I won't let you touch me - You better eat well Yun or else I won't let you eat me for dessert - You better sleep well Yun, or else I am never sleeping with you again. Yunho was used to his lovers strategies.
Oh God Jae - I miss you.
It wasn't just sex for the both of them, more than just sexual release. For a famous young prodigy who could bed anyone he wanted, he chose Yunho - for a man who never made time for anyone, he made time for JaeJoong. Yunho and JaeJoong clicked from the very start of it all - 3 months had gone by, and they still clung onto one another, striving to keep their relationship secret from public scrutiny.
The bond between them was undeniable. He needed him, they needed each other - he wasn't ashamed he was dependent on the younger man, for he knew the younger man depended on him as well - it was frightening for them - that without the other, something in the other would be lost - lost to the point of paralysis. Stuck in his own unidentified pain.
It had been hard for the lovers to go out in public, for his beast's very existence was unique - exotic. Even with a hat, sun glasses and a mask, his fans would recognize him for his face structure was a bit different from an average Korean's face, and Yunho would have to make like a ghost once the fans came flooding around his Jaebaby. The second thing was JaeJoong's body was oddly structured, his broad shoulders and muscular arms and chest accompanied with a small waist made him look like a walking ice cream cone, it was never too hard to spot the unique beauty.
Yunho and JaeJoong, scheduled and timed themselves - only meeting during their "appointments" then taking it to Yunho's apartment when the sun went down. No it wasn't just sex - no, it was more than that - way more than anyone could imagine.
"Okay Yun?" The young man finished with his infamous blowfish face that could only be viewed by Yunho. The video ended and Yunho wanted to replay it over and over until his battery died. His fingers twitched as he thumbed the button to play the video again.
"Wow, what are you smiling about?" Bae asked coming up from behind the couch. Yunho quickly dropped his cell into his lap, falling between his legs.
"I've never seen you smile like that." Bae said a small smile on her face as she sat down beside Yunho, "Could it be you're seeing another girl?" She teased.
No, I'm seeing a boy.
Yunho laughed, shaking his head slowly - avoiding her eyes.
"It's been awhile huh?" Bae started.
Yunho nodded stupidly, keeping his eyes glued onto the television. He was being stupid, immature and rude - he knew it, and he didn't mean to be - in truth he was embarrassed. He had been a bad boyfriend - truly a bad boyfriend.
"How's work been?"
"Good." Yunho said quickly.
Bae nodded, slowly turning his gaze to the TV. Bae was a smart woman, always being able to "feel the air." She traced the tip of her finger across her plump lips. She was nervous, Yunho knew her gestures too well. Through college, she was always the nervous type, always wanted to please those who surrounded her. Although beautiful, although smart and talented - she fought with herself, never being able to showcase herself to the world because of her low self -esteem. They had been classmates, both young and eager to learn, they became fast friends, a mutual companionship - but they were never "like that" - she not once told Yunho she loved him, and he not once told her he loved her either. How in the world did they become a couple? He was couldn't remember, couldn't remember at all.
But Yunho always respected Bae. Never once had he heard Bae complain of the pain that nagged her. The pain that coursed her heart - always able to control herself. Hush, she was always so hush. Something bothered her, something in her mind - but she she was quick to build a wall around it, to hide it.
"So how does it feel being 26?" Yunho asked conversationally, slowly turning his gaze to her.
She was beautiful - like him, her eyes so wide and bright - like his, her fingers so long and slender - like his, her smile so radiant it shamed the sun - like his ... But she wasn't him - she couldn't be compared to him, she could be his twin - and Yunho couldn't love her. Bae can you forgive me?
Her look faltered her eyes darting to Yunho - as if she heard his apology, as if she read his mind. Hesitantly, she opened her mouth to speak, but closed it shut in uncertainty. She laughed, embarrassed, her hands on her lap flittering nervously.
He thought quickly, "You must be happy, Bae."
"Very." She said softly, a smile brushed on her lips. He took her chin in his hand, his eyebrows arched together - she was too transparent. Yunho knew she had lied - how could she be happy? Fear flashed through her brown eyes - fear. It was time - he needed to start making time for her.
- - -
Yunho sat behind his desk, looking straight ahead, his dark eyes fastened on nothingness - leaning back and forth unconsciously. A sudden knock snapped him out of fixation.
"Come in!" Yunho called, looking at his schedule - his patient was way too early.
"Jae ..." Yunho whispered upon seeing his blond beast walk into the room, closing the door - locking the door, "you're back, how come you didn't tell m-"
"Shut the fuck up, Dr. Jung." JaeJoong smiled coyly, his fingers swiftly unbuttoned his shirt, "fuck me now."
//
Darlings, as some of you all know, I'm on hiatus which I have stated, but I couldn't leave you guys with just chapter two! That would be too wrong, so I leave you with Chapter Three.
Anyways, onto my chapter, I'm hiding some stuff in my sentences. *Smiles- can you find it? I don't really mean 'in' my sentences, but more like can you see my foreshadowing?
P.S - This is what I was thinking of when I wrote the Video Msg http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GNFxIZIWh2E
So comments are most ♥ & please bid me a see you later. Cause I'll be back soon! Add me if you like, cause I always love to roam my darling's pages.
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JaeJoong&Yunho
Romance, drama, Smut
Summary: Yunho is a Psychoanalyst and JaeJoong's his patient. Can Yunho handle JaeJoong, better yet can he handle himself?
Avoiding Mirrors;
Chapter 3
By 8:30PM Yunho stood at the door of Bae's apartment suite, a last minute purchased cake in his left hand, and a last minute purchased present in his right.
"Yun Oppa!" A tall slender beauty opened the door, wafting the welcoming smell of roasted chicken and seaweed soup into his nostrils. He hadn't realized how hungry he was until his stomach clutched.
"Happy birthday Bae." Yunho said, a pearly white smile encompassed his small face as he walked in and gave her a kiss on the cheek. Bae smiled weakly, disappointment flooded her big brown eyes.
"Mmm," She hummed to herself, her chubby cheeks puffing out into a pout. She looked like she was in deep thought, her moonstruck face Yunho knew too well.
"Yun, thank you for coming." She said finally after a moment of silence. Yunho could feel she was trying to mask her emotions. But Yunho could sense it, sense her - he should have made time for her, he knew from her phone call - it was time to make time for her.
"This is for you." He said handing her the cake and present.
"Thank you Yun Oppa!" She beamed, her facial features made into a childlike wonderment as she took the presents into her arms.
She's - like him, he thought - quickly he turned his gaze away from the beauty, slowly walking towards the living room.
"Oh!" Bae said startled, "turn on the television if you want!" Bae said going into the kitchen taking with her Yunho's presents.
Yunho nodded to himself, grabbing the remote, he thumbed the buttons, and flipped the channels - he halted, frozen at the sight of a black haired innocent young man with a choir boy's voice. Park Yoochun, yes - oh yes, another young prodigy. A singer and song composer, Park Yoochun. Yunho watched as his former patient clapped his hands together in false amusement, followed with a forced laugh to assure his interviewer that he was indeed enjoying his jokes - no the man was not funny, not funny at all. But that was entertainment, plastic.
Yoochun was one of those patients - "those patients" -it was out of Yunho's hands. Yoochun was - what was he?
"So," The interviewer started, "your new single Avoiding Mirrors has hit number one on the oricon chart! It's a deep song, I take it you were writing about yourself?" the interviewer suggested.
Who are you, looking at me with such dark eyes - who are you? Do I know you? No, I don't know you ...
Why are you crying so miserably, who hurt you? Can you tell me - can I help you?
You scare me - I don't know you - but you are me.
Avoiding Mirrors, Avoiding Mirrors - afraid to see you, afraid to look into your eyes- can't stand to see you, can't stand to see your lonely face.
Can't stand it - can't stand seeing me.
Yoochun's eyes darkened, and his jaw stiffened - clenching, unclenching. "I wrote about everyone. This song, is about everyone." He replied, his voice stone cold. The interviewer looked into the camera, flustered. He wasn't expecting such a response ... now he didn't know what to do.
Yunho leaned over, his sad eyes observed the younger man's gestures. He could see it - see it so clear, crystal clear. Yunho shook his head, closing his eyes before leaning back into the couch, his face wrinkled in regret.
"I'm going to kill myself," the choir boy's voice screamed, his voice filled with desperation, "and I'll fucking kill you"
Yunho gasped as his head jerked up - his eyes blinking rapidly as he was pummeled back into reality by the ringing of his cellphone. His fingers shook as he grazed the screen of his red black berry upon reading his blond beast's name.
'Yunhoyah, I'm doing a radio show right now D:' the msg read. 'Ahhh, not having fun Jaebaby?' Yunho replied. Yunho held his cell in his hand, his eyes glued onto the screen knowing his blond beast had fast fingers. 'No Yun, I have a headache >:( I'm hungry but my agent wont feed me!! *pouts-'
Yunho didn't like JaeJoong's agent, something was wrong about him - the way he looked at JaeJoong, the way he tried to control JaeJoong. Son of a bitch, if he touches one hair on his head ... I'll -
'Eat once that show is finished baby. Okay? Promise me you won't starve yourself." Yunho replied. "Okay Yun, where are you. Are you at home resting?" JaeJoong asked. "No, I'm not. Bae asked me to come over to celebrate her birthday - I forgot about it.'
Yunho narrowed his eyebrows in worry once five minutes went by without a reply. Could Jae be angry?
"Jaebaby? don't be mad okay?" He sent - no response.
Another 5 minutes went by, Yunho anxiously tapped his foot on the carpeted floor. He shouldn't have said anything, He knew how JaeJoong got jealous easily. His eyes widened once 1 Video Msg displayed in big letters read on the screen. Quickly, he opened the video.
"Yun." The blond beast on the screen said breathlessly, his face flushed pink. Yunho laughed, he knew JaeJoong was in a bathroom stall, and he knew JaeJoong had run from the show just to send him a msg. "Don't drink. Don't you dare get drunk!" The young man demanded, his face hard and concentrated. "You better not fuck her either Yun, I swear, when I come back I won't let you fuck me."
Yunho laughed harder, again with the sex threats Jae? You better not work too hard while I'm gone Yun, or else I won't let you touch me - You better eat well Yun or else I won't let you eat me for dessert - You better sleep well Yun, or else I am never sleeping with you again. Yunho was used to his lovers strategies.
Oh God Jae - I miss you.
It wasn't just sex for the both of them, more than just sexual release. For a famous young prodigy who could bed anyone he wanted, he chose Yunho - for a man who never made time for anyone, he made time for JaeJoong. Yunho and JaeJoong clicked from the very start of it all - 3 months had gone by, and they still clung onto one another, striving to keep their relationship secret from public scrutiny.
The bond between them was undeniable. He needed him, they needed each other - he wasn't ashamed he was dependent on the younger man, for he knew the younger man depended on him as well - it was frightening for them - that without the other, something in the other would be lost - lost to the point of paralysis. Stuck in his own unidentified pain.
It had been hard for the lovers to go out in public, for his beast's very existence was unique - exotic. Even with a hat, sun glasses and a mask, his fans would recognize him for his face structure was a bit different from an average Korean's face, and Yunho would have to make like a ghost once the fans came flooding around his Jaebaby. The second thing was JaeJoong's body was oddly structured, his broad shoulders and muscular arms and chest accompanied with a small waist made him look like a walking ice cream cone, it was never too hard to spot the unique beauty.
Yunho and JaeJoong, scheduled and timed themselves - only meeting during their "appointments" then taking it to Yunho's apartment when the sun went down. No it wasn't just sex - no, it was more than that - way more than anyone could imagine.
"Okay Yun?" The young man finished with his infamous blowfish face that could only be viewed by Yunho. The video ended and Yunho wanted to replay it over and over until his battery died. His fingers twitched as he thumbed the button to play the video again.
"Wow, what are you smiling about?" Bae asked coming up from behind the couch. Yunho quickly dropped his cell into his lap, falling between his legs.
"I've never seen you smile like that." Bae said a small smile on her face as she sat down beside Yunho, "Could it be you're seeing another girl?" She teased.
No, I'm seeing a boy.
Yunho laughed, shaking his head slowly - avoiding her eyes.
"It's been awhile huh?" Bae started.
Yunho nodded stupidly, keeping his eyes glued onto the television. He was being stupid, immature and rude - he knew it, and he didn't mean to be - in truth he was embarrassed. He had been a bad boyfriend - truly a bad boyfriend.
"How's work been?"
"Good." Yunho said quickly.
Bae nodded, slowly turning his gaze to the TV. Bae was a smart woman, always being able to "feel the air." She traced the tip of her finger across her plump lips. She was nervous, Yunho knew her gestures too well. Through college, she was always the nervous type, always wanted to please those who surrounded her. Although beautiful, although smart and talented - she fought with herself, never being able to showcase herself to the world because of her low self -esteem. They had been classmates, both young and eager to learn, they became fast friends, a mutual companionship - but they were never "like that" - she not once told Yunho she loved him, and he not once told her he loved her either. How in the world did they become a couple? He was couldn't remember, couldn't remember at all.
But Yunho always respected Bae. Never once had he heard Bae complain of the pain that nagged her. The pain that coursed her heart - always able to control herself. Hush, she was always so hush. Something bothered her, something in her mind - but she she was quick to build a wall around it, to hide it.
"So how does it feel being 26?" Yunho asked conversationally, slowly turning his gaze to her.
She was beautiful - like him, her eyes so wide and bright - like his, her fingers so long and slender - like his, her smile so radiant it shamed the sun - like his ... But she wasn't him - she couldn't be compared to him, she could be his twin - and Yunho couldn't love her. Bae can you forgive me?
Her look faltered her eyes darting to Yunho - as if she heard his apology, as if she read his mind. Hesitantly, she opened her mouth to speak, but closed it shut in uncertainty. She laughed, embarrassed, her hands on her lap flittering nervously.
He thought quickly, "You must be happy, Bae."
"Very." She said softly, a smile brushed on her lips. He took her chin in his hand, his eyebrows arched together - she was too transparent. Yunho knew she had lied - how could she be happy? Fear flashed through her brown eyes - fear. It was time - he needed to start making time for her.
- - -
Yunho sat behind his desk, looking straight ahead, his dark eyes fastened on nothingness - leaning back and forth unconsciously. A sudden knock snapped him out of fixation.
"Come in!" Yunho called, looking at his schedule - his patient was way too early.
"Jae ..." Yunho whispered upon seeing his blond beast walk into the room, closing the door - locking the door, "you're back, how come you didn't tell m-"
"Shut the fuck up, Dr. Jung." JaeJoong smiled coyly, his fingers swiftly unbuttoned his shirt, "fuck me now."
//
Darlings, as some of you all know, I'm on hiatus which I have stated, but I couldn't leave you guys with just chapter two! That would be too wrong, so I leave you with Chapter Three.
Anyways, onto my chapter, I'm hiding some stuff in my sentences. *Smiles- can you find it? I don't really mean 'in' my sentences, but more like can you see my foreshadowing?
P.S - This is what I was thinking of when I wrote the Video Msg http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GNFxIZIWh2E
So comments are most ♥ & please bid me a see you later. Cause I'll be back soon! Add me if you like, cause I always love to roam my darling's pages.
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