A Learning Process [19]
Title: A Learning Process
Beta: atriums
Rating: PG-13 (NC-17 for this chapter)
Genre: Romance, Humor
Summary: Jung Yunho was supposed to be the mysterious, indifferent, student council president. While he’d never stolen any minute of Kim Jaejoong’s attention before, he certainly was now.
Jaejoong was just about to call Yunho when his phone began to ring. He picked it up off his desk and then flopped onto his bed, his eyes raised toward the ceiling.
“What’s up?” he asked. “I was just about to call you.”
“Can you get your things ready?” Yunho asked. “I’m picking you up.”
The older student frowned, and Jaejoong sat up so that he could check the time on his alarm clock. He picked it up then spoke, “Yunho, you do realize that it’s almost ten o’clock, right? There’s no way my parents will -“
“I already asked this afternoon - I called your mom,” Yunho answered. “I’ll be at your house in ten minutes, so is it okay if I ask you to pack quickly? Just pack light, it’s only a sort of overnight thing anyway -“
“What? Yunho, graduation’s tomorrow -“
“But I need your help writing my valedictory address,” Yunho replied. “You’re…you’re the only person who can help me.” He continued, “I’ve always been terrible with words, and you know that.”
Jaejoong got up off his bed and began to search for his overnight bag, “This isn’t going to end up being some trick, is it?” he asked as he pulled it out of his closet. “I know you may be a little bit embarrassed about the fact I sang about your sexual prowess but -“
“Jaejoong, I’m serious. I need your help.”
He chuckled then picked up a shirt. “Yes, yes, I understand. I will gladly help you cram your first speech in the entirety of your academic history.” Jaejoong walked over to his nightstand and pulled open the drawer. “By the way…”
“What is it?”
“Aside from the fact it’s not safe to talk and drive at the same time,” Jaejoong said casually as he picked up the box inside. “Do you want me to bring condoms?”
“Jaejoong, we’re supposed to be writing my essay, not having sex.”
“Yeah, I know, but what about after?” Jaejoong questioned as he ran his eyes over the labels on the box. “If I’m going to be sleeping somewhere with you -“
“Jaejoong, I’m serious, we need to finish my speech. Like you said, our graduation ceremony is going to happen in less than a day -“
“You’ll be fine. You have me helping you, and all you need is a little encouragement and a bit of inspiration. I promise you Yunho, you’ll be fine. We’ll finish it,” Jaejoong assured the other, letting his words hang in the air for a few seconds before he spoke up. “Now, about my previous question, is that a yes or a no -“
“It’s up to you,” Yunho shot back, defeated.
Jaejoong chuckled then tossed the box of condoms into his bag, “Yes it is then.”
o-o-o
So,” Jaejoong began as he shifted in his seat, his cup of coffee cradled in between his hands. He leaned back and glanced at Yunho, whose eyes were staring straight out into the road ahead. “Where are we going?”
“My parents bought a beach house a few months ago, and renovations just finished last week, so we’ll stay there.”
Jaejoong laughed and smiled at Yunho as he lifted his legs up into his seat and crossed them. “Sounds good then, as expected of the rich kid,” he replied jokingly. “But really Yunho, is there something else to this trip? You seem a little…”
“I’m nervous,” Yunho answered as he grasped the steering wheel a little tighter. “People are expecting a lot from my speech, and I don’t want to let them down, you know? I’m supposed to express the feelings of our batch, and I don’t really know everyone in our batch, so how am I supposed to -“
“Firstly,” Jaejoong spoke, “I love you.” Yunho turned to look at him, and Jaejoong smiled at his boyfriend. “Secondly -“
There was a bark from the backseat, and Jaejoong turned his head to look back at Taepoong who was sitting up. He laughed and reached over the dog barrier between them to pat the Siberian Husky’s head. “Secondly, Taepoong loves you too.”
Jaejoong glanced at Yunho, “Did Taepoong really have to come though?”
“Of course.”
“Alright then,” Jaejoong said as he turned away to look back at the dog that was now licking his hand. “Well, I can’t think of my third reason anymore. Taepoong has successfully distracted me.”
“For some reason, I feel inclined to believe that you never had a third reason,” Yunho replied as he turned right to pull into a tiny road that led off the main one.
Jaejoong scoffed. “Don’t doubt me and my inspirational skills.” He turned back and sat down on his seat properly. “By the way, what’s the point of us going to the beach in the evening again? We can’t see anything…”
“I just need somewhere to think, and my dad suggested I go here.”
“…with me?”
“Well, bringing you along was my idea, and my parents didn’t protest, so…yeah.”
Jaejoong chuckled and leaned his head against the glass window pane of the passenger seat door. “You explained your reason for bringing me along so eloquently.”
“Shut up.”
o-o-o
Jaejoong placed his duffel bag onto the ground and looked around the interior of the beach house. It was all very picture perfect - something likely to have come straight out of the pages of an interior decorating magazine. He was enthralled at the sight of it, too busy admiring everything to realize that Yunho was trying to get his attention until the latter threw a cap at his back.
“What the hell?”
“We’ve got work to do.”
“You mean your work,” Jaejoong shot back as he picked up his bag and slung it over his shoulder. He followed Yunho up the stairs. “In case you’ve forgotten, I’m not the valedictorian of our graduating class.”
“Yeah well -“ Before Yunho could open the bedroom door, Jaejoong reached out and pulled his wrist to catch his attention. The younger student turned. “Yeah?”
“Let’s work outside.”
“…in the dark?”
“You have a porch, right? We can stay there if you want, or well, I’m sure you have a lantern or something that we can bring to the beach,” Jaejoong suggested, his thoughts flying around his head. “What’s the point of us coming here if we’re just going to work indoors?”
“Oh well okay -“
“We have to seek inspiration from nature,” Jaejoong continued as he stretched his arms out. “The crashing of the waves against the shore, the crunching of the sand underneath our feet -“
Taepoong barked, and he glanced down at the dog before he looked up at Yunho.
“See? Taepoong agrees with me and my artistic genius.”
Yunho scowled, and Jaejoong smiled. He cocked his head to the side and fluttered his eyelashes at Yunho in an irritatingly sweet manner. “Aren’t you so happy to have me as a boyfriend?”
“Not really, but you’re okay…most of the time,” Yunho shot back as he walked past Jaejoong to lead him back out of the house. “But Taepoong seems to appreciate you better, so maybe the two of you will end up pretty happy together.”
Jaejoong glanced at Taepoong, who was trotting happily beside him. “He’s a little too short and a tad too furry for my taste.” He looked up at Yunho, who was looking at him in amusement, “I guess I’ll just have to settle for you until I can find someone better.”
“Good luck finding someone better,” Yunho replied as he opened the back door for Jaejoong.
Jaejoong grinned as he walked past. “I’m sure I’ll be able to find someone nicer, but I’m not too sure if I can find someone bigger -“
Yunho choked, and Jaejoong ran away laughing.
o-o-o
Yunho tapped his pen against his notebook, and Jaejoong bit his lip. He glanced over at his boyfriend, who was staring out into the ocean.
“So, when is inspiration supposed to come?” Yunho asked as he turned his head to look back at Jaejoong. He set his notebook and pen down onto his lap and leaned back, his hands resting upon the sandy surface of the beach. “I was hoping it’d be around by now.”
“You can’t just rush it.”
“…but -“
Jaejoong turned so that he could face Yunho properly. “Do you want to lie down on my lap? You have to relax.”
Yunho blinked. “I’m not a child.”
Jaejoong tugged at his boyfriend’s arm. “Come on, just do it,” he insisted as he tried to coax Yunho onto his lap. “Yunho, just lie the fuck down and relax,” he pressed before he pulled at Yunho roughly and made him lie down on the sand.
“Jaejoong -“
“I said shut up,” Jaejoong shot back as he began to run his fingers through Yunho’s hair gently. He did the act slowly, making sure his touches were gentle and relaxing. “You know what? You think too much.”
Yunho was silent, so he continued.
“I know you’re going to hate me when I say this,” Jaejoong began softly as he stared down at Yunho’s face, “but stop thinking, why can’t you just be sometimes? You don’t have to worry so much Yunho.”
A few seconds passed before Yunho spoke.
“I don’t hate you.”
“I figured,” Jaejoong said with a laugh as he let Yunho sit up. “I’m too adorable to hate, don’t you think?” He shifted and cocked his head to the side. “Anyway, bringing this back to your graduation speech, I don’t think you have much to worry about - just say what you feel.”
Yunho let out a sigh and drew his knees close to his chest. “What if I don’t know what I feel?” He shook his head and let out another heavy sigh. “Fuck, I really don’t know what I’m going to say.”
Jaejoong scooted closer, and he reached out to place his hand on Yunho’s back. He rubbed gently and leaned in to kiss Yunho’s brow before he spoke, “Just imagine you’re talking to me.”
“Jaejoong…”
“No, I mean it,” Jaejoong said as he forced Yunho to look at him. “I keep trying to get this into your thick skull, but stop worrying, okay? People respect you, and they know what you’re capable of - you just need to believe in yourself more. Don’t be a pussy.”
Yunho shook his head and buried his face into his knees.
“Look, I know you’re scared. If I were valedictorian, I’d be scared too. After all, you don’t talk that much, and all of a sudden you’ll have to speak in front of more than a hundred students and their parents -“
“Jaejoong, if this is your way of encouraging me, you’re really failing at it -“
“Wait!” Jaejoong interjected, shooting a glare at Yunho. “I have a point.”
Yunho chuckled and rested his face against his knees. “Alright then, well make it before I die of old age.”
“Firstly, I’m well aware of the fact you don’t talk too much,” Jaejoong explained. “And really, there’s nothing wrong with that because you tend to express so much without saying anything…I’m the one who says stupid things.”
“And I just do them?”
Jaejoong laughed. “No!” He relaxed and stared at his boyfriend, his expression softening. “What I’m trying to say is, you don’t have to complicate things and exaggerate the kinds of expectations people have for you. Just be yourself. People love you for who you are, and most importantly, I love you for who you are.”
Yunho studied Jaejoong for a few seconds, and Jaejoong shifted under his gaze. He didn’t speak and simply waited until Yunho was ready to say something.
“You’ve grown up a lot, you know?”
“Well…” Jaejoong chuckled. “I guess it was bound to happen.”
Yunho reached out to cup his face, and Jaejoong smiled when the other’s thumb brushed against his cheekbone gently. “I love you.”
“I know, and I love you too,” Jaejoong answered as he picked up Yunho’s pen and notebook. He held them out. “Now write. I know you can do it.” Before Yunho could take the materials out of his hands, he closed the distance between them and pecked the other’s lips.
Yunho blinked. “What was that for?”
“Encouragement,” Jaejoong replied, a playful smile on his lips. “Now go write so we can have sex after.”
“Nevermind what I said earlier,” Yunho spoke as he began to scribble onto his notebook. “I take it back.”
“…what do you take back?”
“You haven’t grown up one bit,” he replied casually and teasingly, his eyes still focused on his notebook page. “Still as sex crazed as ever -“
Jaejoong scowled and immaturely pushed Yunho’s notebook off of his lap before getting up so that he could go back inside and get his hoodie.
o-o-o
Jaejoong was woken up by the feeling of Yunho nudging his shoulder. He sleepily swatted the other student’s hand away, refusing to get up. “Go away,” he grumbled as he turned to his side and brought the blanket with him. Yunho pulled at the blanket, and Jaejoong jerked it back.
“Fuck you Yunho, go away!”
He could feel Yunho clamber over him, and no matter how hard he tried to squirm out of his grasp, Yunho refused to let go. He opened up his eyes and frowned at him, giving up immediately, and spoke.
“If you were trying to wake me up for sex, then I hope you know that what you did just now was an incredibly unsexy way to do it.”
Yunho laughed and kiss his jaw. “I’m not trying to wake you up for sex.” But despite his words, one of his hands slipped underneath Jaejoong’s shirt, slowly skimming the pale expanse of skin that was hidden by the fabric. Jaejoong felt his skin tingle with every slow movement of the other student’s hand, and his breath hitched when Yunho’s hand paused at the waistband of his jeans.
“Did you write anything yet?” Jaejoong asked softly, his voice barely above a whisper.
“…a bit,” Yunho answered as he drew his hand away from Jaejoong’s waistband. He rolled off Jaejoong and lied down beside him on the bed. Jaejoong glanced at him, and he waited for Yunho to face him.
“Yunho…” he started slowly, quickly biting his lip when he realized he didn’t know what to say.
The other student eventually turned his head, and he stared back at Jaejoong blankly for a while before he spoke up.
“I love you.”
Jaejoong laughed, and he leaned forward to kiss Yunho. He breathed in the scent of the other before he sat up. “Come on, we’re getting out of here.” He patted Yunho’s thigh and got up off from the bed. “Get up.”
“Where are we going?” Yunho questioned as he followed Jaejoong out of the room and down the stairs, “Jaejoong -“
“Shut up and just follow.”
Jaejoong’s feet carried him down the stairs, and he was careful to avoid the sleeping Taepoong as he made his way out of the door. He made his way down the porch, and he could hear Yunho walking behind him. The sand crunched underneath his bare feet, but he continued on - not really caring that he couldn’t see that well in the dark as they got farther and farther away from the house.
“You should be glad that I brought this flashlight out!”
Jaejoong didn’t reply, and as soon as he was only a meter away from the edges of the waves crashing against the shore, he began to strip. He pulled his shirt off and tossed it aside then slid his pants down his legs before he turned around to face Yunho.
“Stop thinking.”
“What?” Yunho choked out. He turned the beam of his flashlight at Jaejoong and looked up at him, completely aghast. “Jaejoong, what the fuck are you doing -“
“I’m not going to drown, I’ll stay in the shallow end.” Jaejoong shot back as he turned away from Yunho and began to walk to the beach. “I’m not that huge of a dumbass to go swimming like this Yunho.”
The water was cold, and Jaejoong shivered as it began to rise up to his shins. He turned around and looked at Yunho, who was still standing on the shore and watching him carefully. He stretched his arms out, uncaring if anyone could see him, and shouted out.
“You only live once!”
“That line is a poor man’s carpe diem,” Yunho shot back, his figure still rigid. Jaejoong frowned at him, but he continued to speak, “Jaejoong come on, get out of the water. I really don’t understand why -“
“You have to take risks sometimes,” Jaejoong replied, his voice completely serious. He met Yunho’s eyes in the darkness. “That day you kissed me, you took a risk -“
“And look where I am now,” Yunho interrupted. “I have a crazy boyfriend who wants me to drown in the middle of the night -“
“Yunho, I’m being serious.”
They both fell silent, and Jaejoong ignored the fact that he was freezing to death. He glared at Yunho. “You know what I’ve just realized? We’ve never really talked about how you feel about the fact you’re leaving.”
Yunho said nothing, so Jaejoong continued.
“All this time, you’ve been so focused on me, and I’ve been distracted by all the attention you’ve been giving. You keep telling me that we’ll be okay, but do you believe we’re going to be okay?” Jaejoong questioned, his eyes never leaving Yunho’s as he spoke. “Because if I’m the only one who really believes we’re going to be fine in the future Yunho, this really isn’t going to end up working out.”
“Jaejoong -“
“I’m definitely not some fucking psychiatrist Yunho, but I do know you’ve got problems. Right here, right now - I insist you tell them to me. I know you can write that speech of yours, but there’s something that’s holding you back, and I know it’s not me.”
Yunho stared back at him, and Jaejoong narrowed his eyes.
“Stop being a coward. Don’t hide in your thoughts, if you’ve got something to say Yunho then fucking say it -“
“Are you trying to piss me off Jaejoong?”
“Yes Yunho, I’m trying to fucking piss you off!” Jaejoong shouted, uncaring of how loud his voice was. “If I don’t piss you off, who will? You try to look perfect, but you know what Yunho? You’re not fucking perfect, and you never will be, but that’s fucking a-okay because I love you anyway, so you should just stop trying to be what you’re not!”
Jaejoong breathed in deeply, and he watched Yunho, trying to figure out if he’d had some kind of effect on the other. When Yunho still failed to speak, he softened his tone and spoke again.
“Yunho, what are you scared of…?”
The younger student’s eyes shifted away, and he looked down at his feet. “Jaejoong, can you get out of the water?”
Jaejoong slowly made his way back to Yunho. He put his clothes back on, and he accepted Yunho’s hoodie wordlessly. He slipped it on, and he sat down beside Yunho on the sand. The other still wasn’t saying anything, so he slowly reached out and closed the distance between them.
He grasped one of Yunho’s hands tightly between his own, kissed the other’s knuckles, and then turned his eyes to look up at him.
“Yunho…?”
“Shit, I don’t know…” Yunho said slowly, his eyes on their intertwined hands. He slowly turned his head to look at Jaejoong, and he shot him a small smile. “I feel like I’m returning back to old habits, and I don’t want to. I don’t know what’s changed, but all of a sudden, I’m scared.”
“Of?”
The other student let out a sigh. “The future, I guess. It didn’t really hit me that we were graduating until I started to write my speech…it just hit me. I was writing a farewell speech, but…I don’t really know what I want to say goodbye to, and I don’t really know where I’m going either -“
“Not all goodbyes are bad -“
“I know, but some are permanent,” Yunho said seriously, his eyes still not meeting Jaejoong’s. “I’m used to everything I have now. I’m used to life here. I’m used to high school….I’m used to…” He looked up and stared into Jaejoong’s eyes. “I’m used to you always being around.”
“That’s not going to change…” Jaejoong whispered, his heart clenching in his chest as he gripped Yunho’s hand tighter. “I’ll always be there for you. You’re taking a big step in your life by leaving Yunho; it’s okay to be scared.”
“You never seemed to be scared of anything.”
Jaejoong laughed and kissed Yunho’s jaw. He rested his head against the other’s shoulder and took a deep breath. He knew he had his own fears, but he decided that they were all things that could be focused on another time.
Right now, Yunho needed to be the center of his attention.
“I’m scared of a lot of things, okay?” Jaejoong answered, “But…I guess I’ve never been the kind of person to worry so much. Maybe it’s because I’m the youngest child in the family, I really don’t know.” He turned his head and rested his chin upon Yunho’s shoulder. “Don’t be afraid of taking risks.”
“Most of my risks in life seem to involve you.”
Jaejoong chuckled. “Well, I am a bad influence.” He smiled up at Yunho, “Come on, I’ve taught you a lot, haven’t I?” He gently nudged his boyfriend. “Be honest. I’m sure I must have affected and changed you somehow.”
“That’s too sappy to say aloud, alright?” Yunho murmured, a smile finally coming onto his lips. He placed his arm over Jaejoong’s shoulders and brought him close so that he could kiss his forehead. “Just…you’ll find it out eventually.”
“Fine, I’ll try to be patient.”
Yunho chuckled then shut his eyes and took a deep breath. He stood up, brushed sand off his clothes then kneeled back down in front of his boyfriend. Jaejoong watched him, and just as he was about to say something, Yunho spoke first.
“Jaejoong, I have only two words to say to you.”
“…what are they?”
“I’m sorry.”
“Huh -“
Before Jaejoong could finish his sentence, Yunho had grabbed him and pulled him off the ground. He let out a loud yell of surprise, and in a matter of seconds, he was thrown into the ocean’s watery embrace.
When he reemerged from the water, Jaejoong spluttered and flipped off his boyfriend.
“What the fuck?!”
“I love you,” Yunho said from where he was, the water lapping at his knees. He smiled brightly and laughed, “I really, really, love you.” He held out his hand, well aware that it was within Jaejoong’s reach, and spoke, “Take me with you.”
Jaejoong let the moment sink in for a few seconds. Yunho was finally back on his path, and Jaejoong was happy for him - but as soon as the proud feeling was replaced by a thirst for vengeance, he reached out and pulled Yunho into the water with him.
o-o-o
Something hit the ground with a thud, and whatever it was, it startled Jaejoong out of the grasp of sleep. He opened his eyes slowly and curled up into a ball, his eyes slowly adjusting to the dim lighting of the room.
“You’re not in bed,” he murmured softly as he noticed the wide empty space on the mattress that he had all to himself.
“Are you ever going to put clothes on?”
“What time is it?” Jaejoong murmured as he rolled around the mattress, still fully naked from their shower earlier. He sat up slowly and rubbed his eyes before he realized that Yunho was still writing his speech.
“Almost four in the morning,” Yunho answered as he set down his pen. He turned around and looked at Jaejoong. “Can you make room for me -“
Jaejoong didn’t bother to reply and instead he slowly got up off the bed and made his way over to Yunho. Before the younger student could protest, he sat himself on the other’s lap and wrapped his arms around his neck. He rested his head against Yunho’s chest and breathed in deeply before placing a soft kiss to the other’s exposed collarbones.
“I have a question.”
“What is it?” Yunho murmured as his fingers slowly trailed a path from down Jaejoong’s back. He kissed Jaejoong’s neck, teeth grazing over pale skin, before he asked his question once again.
Jaejoong let out a contented sigh and shifted in Yunho’s lap.
“Are you coming to bed?”
Yunho chuckled. “With or without you on it?”
“With of course,” Jaejoong replied as he slowly lifted himself off Yunho so that he could walk back to bed. He sat down, the mattress creaking as he did so, and when he faced Yunho, he spread his legs apart to reveal his half hard cock.
Yunho turned his chair to get a better view of the bed, but he remained seated.
“I’m tired,” Jaejoong muttered finally before he turned away from Yunho and began to crawl up higher onto the bed. “No sex games -“
Before he could get any further, he felt Yunho’s body over his, and the other student effectively pinned him down. Jaejoong stopped moving, and he let out a short breath.
He could feel Yunho’s erection straining against the fabric of his boxers, and from the way Yunho was slowly rubbing against him, Jaejoong knew that Yunho wouldn’t be taking no for an answer.
“Just one,” Yunho whispered as he licked the shell of Jaejoong’s ear.
Jaejoong chuckled. “Clearly you’re not afraid of sharing things related to sex.” He pushed back against Yunho’s erection, and fisted the bed sheets once he felt Yunho thrust against him. “Ugh, fuck.”
“You’re the one who wanted this in the first place,” Yunho murmured as he backed off from Jaejoong so that he could slip out from his boxers.
As soon as Yunho was off of him, Jaejoong turned around and lied down flat on the bed. He remained still for a few seconds before he sat up and watched as Yunho grabbed a bottle of lube from his bag.
“Impatient?”
“No foreplay,” Yunho whispered before he crashed his lips against Jaejoong’s.
Jaejoong eagerly opened his mouth for Yunho, and was all too happy to return the favor as soon as Yunho began to kiss him deeply. Much too exhausted to put up much of fight, he allowed Yunho to dominant him. Experienced kisses driven by youthful desire, his tongue eagerly wrapping around Yunho’s whenever possible. Teeth clacked together, and eager moans escaped both their lips, and after the end of a couple of minutes, Jaejoong was sure he’d never felt more excited for sex in his entire life.
“You said -“ Jaejoong’s words were cut off by a breathy moan brought on by Yunho licking, sucking, and biting at one of his nipples. “Fuck you Jung, you fucking liar, you fucking said -“
With a twist of his hand around Jaejoong’s cock, the older student’s rant was cut off and reduced to a needy moan. Yunho chuckled and kissed Jaejoong’s closed lips. “I’m sorry.”
“Apology not accepted,” Jaejoong growled as he picked up the bottle of lube and slapped it against the other’s firm chest.
Yunho laughed again and took the bottle. “How will I ever get you to forgive me?”
Jaejoong’s face reddened, and he quickly turned over to be on his hands and knees. To be honest, he knew this position wasn’t Yunho’s favorite in particular - he preferred to see Jaejoong’s face whenever they had sex, but it was something he’d always enjoyed.
He loved the feeling of Yunho’s body over his - a foreign weight that pulled him down in the throes of passion, the rough way Yunho would grasp his hips tightly, and most of all, he enjoyed the way Yunho would often whisper dirty things into his ear whenever they had sex in this position.
The thought of Yunho thrusting into him made things all the worse, and Jaejoong bit his lip as he felt himself harden further. He lowered his eyes, and he didn’t miss the sight of his pre-cum leaking onto the mattress beneath him.
Fuck he was horny.
“Why do I feel like you’re not going to last long tonight?”
A lubricated finger poked at his entrance, and Jaejoong moaned eagerly. He fisted the sheets tightly and forced out an answer.
“I don’t think I will, so keep things short.”
Honesty was the best policy, and honestly, the faster Yunho gave what he wanted, the happier a boy he’d be. Jaejoong whimpered slightly when Yunho began to stretch him open, and he had to control himself from pushing back into his fingers. He could hear Yunho shifting behind him, and Jaejoong’s excitement rose tenfold when he felt Yunho’s hardened cock brush against the back of his thigh.
“Fuck, Yunho -“
“What?”
“Fuck me,” Jaejoong hissed.
Not a single word was spoken, and Yunho quickly complied. He pushed himself deep into Jaejoong, and a loud moan escaped Jaejoong’s lips. It’d been a while since they’d last had sex, and God, at that point, Jaejoong realized how much he’d missed it.
Yunho thrust shallowly into him, still trying to be gentle, and it irritated the hell out of Jaejoong. Sure, yes, he enjoyed Yunho’s gentlemanly and chivalrous ways, but now was not one of those times.
“God damn it Yunho, fuck me,” Jaejoong whined, “I don’t like this.”
Strong hands grasped his waist, “You have a dirty mouth.” Yunho hissed as he began to speed up his thrusts, the indecent sound of his cock pounding into Jaejoong filling the room. He reached over and began to suck and bite at Jaejoong’s neck, eager to leave a bruise for him to find in the morning.
“I have an even dirtier mind,” Jaejoong gasped as he knuckles turned white. He shut his eyes and moaned loudly as Yunho began to slam into his prostate, “Fuck Yunho, fuck, faster -“
Just as expected, it didn’t take much longer until Jaejoong came. Yunho followed soon after, and he rode out his release before he slowly pulled out and lied down beside Jaejoong. They remained like that for a few minutes, utterly spent, before Jaejoong got up and pulled Yunho to the bathroom for a shower.
Sleep could wait until later.
o-o-o
Surprisingly, Jaejoong woke up first. He’d tried to fall back into the clutches of sleep by burying himself deeper into Yunho’s arms and keeping his eyes shut, but his mind was far too awake to fall for such a trick. With a sigh, he carefully left Yunho’s arms and slipped out of bed.
Taepoong came scurrying into the room, and Jaejoong knelt down to scratch behind the dog’s ears.
“Do you want to go out for a walk?” he asked softly as the animal leaned into his touch, as if providing an affirmative response. He smiled brightly at the animal then stood up, and it was at that moment that he noticed Yunho’s open notebook.
He took a step closer to it, and he laughed when he noticed a small note scribbled onto the upper right corner of a page.
Feel free to read it if you don’t mind spoilers.
Yunho knew him too well.
Jaejoong grabbed the notebook then headed out of the room, Taepoong trotting at his heels. He walked down the stairs and made sure to leash up Taepoong before he opened the front door. He walked over to one of the seats on the porch and sat down, his eyes temporarily enjoying the view of a brilliant red sunrise before he turned his attention to the notebook he had on his lap.
Jung Yunho’s Valedictory Address
Well, today’s the day.
Maybe some of you guys have looked forward to this, and maybe some of you guys never wanted it to happen, but well, graduation is finally here. As lame as this phrase is going to sound, starting from today, we’ll all be moving onto a different chapter of our lives.
The question now, is where do we go from here? Where do I go, where will you go, and where will be years from now? Not everyone will be taking the same road in life, and things change as time passes by. The future is a broad thing, something we’ll never fully understand, but we’ll just have to hope we’re making the right choices as we dive headfirst into it.
Just like in high school, we’ll make mistakes, we’ll cry, we’ll laugh, we’ll love, and we’ll live. As we step out of the comfort of youth and start to move towards adulthood, we have to start embracing change, and not be so afraid of it. It’s hard to leave our old ways behind, but sometimes, change is the best thing that could happen to us.
Everything’s a learning process. All the steps we’ve taken to this point have molded us into the people we are now the people our friends and family are proud of. The journey doesn’t end here in high school, it’ll go on and perhaps, we’ll find ourselves becoming people that we never thought we’d become in the past.
In these past few years, I’ve learned things - on my own, and from you guys, so as your valedictorian, I want to share them.
Have the courage to take what you feel is important - don’t let things go just because you feel you have to. It’s okay to be selfish at times, and I think that’s necessary in order to live a life without regret. Keep going, have faith in yourself, and believe in the people around you - you never know what you can learn from them.
Before this day, I was scared - of the future, and of leaving all this behind. But now, I’ve come to realize that this is really not the end. Just because we’re leaving high school behind, that doesn’t mean it’s something mean to be forgotten - a special memory that we can only look back on in fondness.
No, so much of what we’ve learned these past few years are things that we can take with us as we explore this newest part of our lives. For sure, as we grow older, we’ll forget some things; like our locker numbers or math formulas, but, high school has taught us more than just the academics. Our grades do not define who we are as people, and it is how we act and who we are that are the true reflections of what we’ve learned - not report cards.
It is because of the past four years we’ve spent together and in high school that we have learned so much more about ourselves, love, and life. And those things we’ve learned batchmates, are the lessons we’ll never forget.
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Author’s Note: The next chapter is the last. ;__; I’ve grown up so much with this story, I swear. It pains me to let go of it, but all good things must come to an end. Thank you so much for being a part of this beloved journey. ♥
Beta: atriums
Rating: PG-13 (NC-17 for this chapter)
Genre: Romance, Humor
Summary: Jung Yunho was supposed to be the mysterious, indifferent, student council president. While he’d never stolen any minute of Kim Jaejoong’s attention before, he certainly was now.
Jaejoong was just about to call Yunho when his phone began to ring. He picked it up off his desk and then flopped onto his bed, his eyes raised toward the ceiling.
“What’s up?” he asked. “I was just about to call you.”
“Can you get your things ready?” Yunho asked. “I’m picking you up.”
The older student frowned, and Jaejoong sat up so that he could check the time on his alarm clock. He picked it up then spoke, “Yunho, you do realize that it’s almost ten o’clock, right? There’s no way my parents will -“
“I already asked this afternoon - I called your mom,” Yunho answered. “I’ll be at your house in ten minutes, so is it okay if I ask you to pack quickly? Just pack light, it’s only a sort of overnight thing anyway -“
“What? Yunho, graduation’s tomorrow -“
“But I need your help writing my valedictory address,” Yunho replied. “You’re…you’re the only person who can help me.” He continued, “I’ve always been terrible with words, and you know that.”
Jaejoong got up off his bed and began to search for his overnight bag, “This isn’t going to end up being some trick, is it?” he asked as he pulled it out of his closet. “I know you may be a little bit embarrassed about the fact I sang about your sexual prowess but -“
“Jaejoong, I’m serious. I need your help.”
He chuckled then picked up a shirt. “Yes, yes, I understand. I will gladly help you cram your first speech in the entirety of your academic history.” Jaejoong walked over to his nightstand and pulled open the drawer. “By the way…”
“What is it?”
“Aside from the fact it’s not safe to talk and drive at the same time,” Jaejoong said casually as he picked up the box inside. “Do you want me to bring condoms?”
“Jaejoong, we’re supposed to be writing my essay, not having sex.”
“Yeah, I know, but what about after?” Jaejoong questioned as he ran his eyes over the labels on the box. “If I’m going to be sleeping somewhere with you -“
“Jaejoong, I’m serious, we need to finish my speech. Like you said, our graduation ceremony is going to happen in less than a day -“
“You’ll be fine. You have me helping you, and all you need is a little encouragement and a bit of inspiration. I promise you Yunho, you’ll be fine. We’ll finish it,” Jaejoong assured the other, letting his words hang in the air for a few seconds before he spoke up. “Now, about my previous question, is that a yes or a no -“
“It’s up to you,” Yunho shot back, defeated.
Jaejoong chuckled then tossed the box of condoms into his bag, “Yes it is then.”
o-o-o
So,” Jaejoong began as he shifted in his seat, his cup of coffee cradled in between his hands. He leaned back and glanced at Yunho, whose eyes were staring straight out into the road ahead. “Where are we going?”
“My parents bought a beach house a few months ago, and renovations just finished last week, so we’ll stay there.”
Jaejoong laughed and smiled at Yunho as he lifted his legs up into his seat and crossed them. “Sounds good then, as expected of the rich kid,” he replied jokingly. “But really Yunho, is there something else to this trip? You seem a little…”
“I’m nervous,” Yunho answered as he grasped the steering wheel a little tighter. “People are expecting a lot from my speech, and I don’t want to let them down, you know? I’m supposed to express the feelings of our batch, and I don’t really know everyone in our batch, so how am I supposed to -“
“Firstly,” Jaejoong spoke, “I love you.” Yunho turned to look at him, and Jaejoong smiled at his boyfriend. “Secondly -“
There was a bark from the backseat, and Jaejoong turned his head to look back at Taepoong who was sitting up. He laughed and reached over the dog barrier between them to pat the Siberian Husky’s head. “Secondly, Taepoong loves you too.”
Jaejoong glanced at Yunho, “Did Taepoong really have to come though?”
“Of course.”
“Alright then,” Jaejoong said as he turned away to look back at the dog that was now licking his hand. “Well, I can’t think of my third reason anymore. Taepoong has successfully distracted me.”
“For some reason, I feel inclined to believe that you never had a third reason,” Yunho replied as he turned right to pull into a tiny road that led off the main one.
Jaejoong scoffed. “Don’t doubt me and my inspirational skills.” He turned back and sat down on his seat properly. “By the way, what’s the point of us going to the beach in the evening again? We can’t see anything…”
“I just need somewhere to think, and my dad suggested I go here.”
“…with me?”
“Well, bringing you along was my idea, and my parents didn’t protest, so…yeah.”
Jaejoong chuckled and leaned his head against the glass window pane of the passenger seat door. “You explained your reason for bringing me along so eloquently.”
“Shut up.”
o-o-o
Jaejoong placed his duffel bag onto the ground and looked around the interior of the beach house. It was all very picture perfect - something likely to have come straight out of the pages of an interior decorating magazine. He was enthralled at the sight of it, too busy admiring everything to realize that Yunho was trying to get his attention until the latter threw a cap at his back.
“What the hell?”
“We’ve got work to do.”
“You mean your work,” Jaejoong shot back as he picked up his bag and slung it over his shoulder. He followed Yunho up the stairs. “In case you’ve forgotten, I’m not the valedictorian of our graduating class.”
“Yeah well -“ Before Yunho could open the bedroom door, Jaejoong reached out and pulled his wrist to catch his attention. The younger student turned. “Yeah?”
“Let’s work outside.”
“…in the dark?”
“You have a porch, right? We can stay there if you want, or well, I’m sure you have a lantern or something that we can bring to the beach,” Jaejoong suggested, his thoughts flying around his head. “What’s the point of us coming here if we’re just going to work indoors?”
“Oh well okay -“
“We have to seek inspiration from nature,” Jaejoong continued as he stretched his arms out. “The crashing of the waves against the shore, the crunching of the sand underneath our feet -“
Taepoong barked, and he glanced down at the dog before he looked up at Yunho.
“See? Taepoong agrees with me and my artistic genius.”
Yunho scowled, and Jaejoong smiled. He cocked his head to the side and fluttered his eyelashes at Yunho in an irritatingly sweet manner. “Aren’t you so happy to have me as a boyfriend?”
“Not really, but you’re okay…most of the time,” Yunho shot back as he walked past Jaejoong to lead him back out of the house. “But Taepoong seems to appreciate you better, so maybe the two of you will end up pretty happy together.”
Jaejoong glanced at Taepoong, who was trotting happily beside him. “He’s a little too short and a tad too furry for my taste.” He looked up at Yunho, who was looking at him in amusement, “I guess I’ll just have to settle for you until I can find someone better.”
“Good luck finding someone better,” Yunho replied as he opened the back door for Jaejoong.
Jaejoong grinned as he walked past. “I’m sure I’ll be able to find someone nicer, but I’m not too sure if I can find someone bigger -“
Yunho choked, and Jaejoong ran away laughing.
o-o-o
Yunho tapped his pen against his notebook, and Jaejoong bit his lip. He glanced over at his boyfriend, who was staring out into the ocean.
“So, when is inspiration supposed to come?” Yunho asked as he turned his head to look back at Jaejoong. He set his notebook and pen down onto his lap and leaned back, his hands resting upon the sandy surface of the beach. “I was hoping it’d be around by now.”
“You can’t just rush it.”
“…but -“
Jaejoong turned so that he could face Yunho properly. “Do you want to lie down on my lap? You have to relax.”
Yunho blinked. “I’m not a child.”
Jaejoong tugged at his boyfriend’s arm. “Come on, just do it,” he insisted as he tried to coax Yunho onto his lap. “Yunho, just lie the fuck down and relax,” he pressed before he pulled at Yunho roughly and made him lie down on the sand.
“Jaejoong -“
“I said shut up,” Jaejoong shot back as he began to run his fingers through Yunho’s hair gently. He did the act slowly, making sure his touches were gentle and relaxing. “You know what? You think too much.”
Yunho was silent, so he continued.
“I know you’re going to hate me when I say this,” Jaejoong began softly as he stared down at Yunho’s face, “but stop thinking, why can’t you just be sometimes? You don’t have to worry so much Yunho.”
A few seconds passed before Yunho spoke.
“I don’t hate you.”
“I figured,” Jaejoong said with a laugh as he let Yunho sit up. “I’m too adorable to hate, don’t you think?” He shifted and cocked his head to the side. “Anyway, bringing this back to your graduation speech, I don’t think you have much to worry about - just say what you feel.”
Yunho let out a sigh and drew his knees close to his chest. “What if I don’t know what I feel?” He shook his head and let out another heavy sigh. “Fuck, I really don’t know what I’m going to say.”
Jaejoong scooted closer, and he reached out to place his hand on Yunho’s back. He rubbed gently and leaned in to kiss Yunho’s brow before he spoke, “Just imagine you’re talking to me.”
“Jaejoong…”
“No, I mean it,” Jaejoong said as he forced Yunho to look at him. “I keep trying to get this into your thick skull, but stop worrying, okay? People respect you, and they know what you’re capable of - you just need to believe in yourself more. Don’t be a pussy.”
Yunho shook his head and buried his face into his knees.
“Look, I know you’re scared. If I were valedictorian, I’d be scared too. After all, you don’t talk that much, and all of a sudden you’ll have to speak in front of more than a hundred students and their parents -“
“Jaejoong, if this is your way of encouraging me, you’re really failing at it -“
“Wait!” Jaejoong interjected, shooting a glare at Yunho. “I have a point.”
Yunho chuckled and rested his face against his knees. “Alright then, well make it before I die of old age.”
“Firstly, I’m well aware of the fact you don’t talk too much,” Jaejoong explained. “And really, there’s nothing wrong with that because you tend to express so much without saying anything…I’m the one who says stupid things.”
“And I just do them?”
Jaejoong laughed. “No!” He relaxed and stared at his boyfriend, his expression softening. “What I’m trying to say is, you don’t have to complicate things and exaggerate the kinds of expectations people have for you. Just be yourself. People love you for who you are, and most importantly, I love you for who you are.”
Yunho studied Jaejoong for a few seconds, and Jaejoong shifted under his gaze. He didn’t speak and simply waited until Yunho was ready to say something.
“You’ve grown up a lot, you know?”
“Well…” Jaejoong chuckled. “I guess it was bound to happen.”
Yunho reached out to cup his face, and Jaejoong smiled when the other’s thumb brushed against his cheekbone gently. “I love you.”
“I know, and I love you too,” Jaejoong answered as he picked up Yunho’s pen and notebook. He held them out. “Now write. I know you can do it.” Before Yunho could take the materials out of his hands, he closed the distance between them and pecked the other’s lips.
Yunho blinked. “What was that for?”
“Encouragement,” Jaejoong replied, a playful smile on his lips. “Now go write so we can have sex after.”
“Nevermind what I said earlier,” Yunho spoke as he began to scribble onto his notebook. “I take it back.”
“…what do you take back?”
“You haven’t grown up one bit,” he replied casually and teasingly, his eyes still focused on his notebook page. “Still as sex crazed as ever -“
Jaejoong scowled and immaturely pushed Yunho’s notebook off of his lap before getting up so that he could go back inside and get his hoodie.
o-o-o
Jaejoong was woken up by the feeling of Yunho nudging his shoulder. He sleepily swatted the other student’s hand away, refusing to get up. “Go away,” he grumbled as he turned to his side and brought the blanket with him. Yunho pulled at the blanket, and Jaejoong jerked it back.
“Fuck you Yunho, go away!”
He could feel Yunho clamber over him, and no matter how hard he tried to squirm out of his grasp, Yunho refused to let go. He opened up his eyes and frowned at him, giving up immediately, and spoke.
“If you were trying to wake me up for sex, then I hope you know that what you did just now was an incredibly unsexy way to do it.”
Yunho laughed and kiss his jaw. “I’m not trying to wake you up for sex.” But despite his words, one of his hands slipped underneath Jaejoong’s shirt, slowly skimming the pale expanse of skin that was hidden by the fabric. Jaejoong felt his skin tingle with every slow movement of the other student’s hand, and his breath hitched when Yunho’s hand paused at the waistband of his jeans.
“Did you write anything yet?” Jaejoong asked softly, his voice barely above a whisper.
“…a bit,” Yunho answered as he drew his hand away from Jaejoong’s waistband. He rolled off Jaejoong and lied down beside him on the bed. Jaejoong glanced at him, and he waited for Yunho to face him.
“Yunho…” he started slowly, quickly biting his lip when he realized he didn’t know what to say.
The other student eventually turned his head, and he stared back at Jaejoong blankly for a while before he spoke up.
“I love you.”
Jaejoong laughed, and he leaned forward to kiss Yunho. He breathed in the scent of the other before he sat up. “Come on, we’re getting out of here.” He patted Yunho’s thigh and got up off from the bed. “Get up.”
“Where are we going?” Yunho questioned as he followed Jaejoong out of the room and down the stairs, “Jaejoong -“
“Shut up and just follow.”
Jaejoong’s feet carried him down the stairs, and he was careful to avoid the sleeping Taepoong as he made his way out of the door. He made his way down the porch, and he could hear Yunho walking behind him. The sand crunched underneath his bare feet, but he continued on - not really caring that he couldn’t see that well in the dark as they got farther and farther away from the house.
“You should be glad that I brought this flashlight out!”
Jaejoong didn’t reply, and as soon as he was only a meter away from the edges of the waves crashing against the shore, he began to strip. He pulled his shirt off and tossed it aside then slid his pants down his legs before he turned around to face Yunho.
“Stop thinking.”
“What?” Yunho choked out. He turned the beam of his flashlight at Jaejoong and looked up at him, completely aghast. “Jaejoong, what the fuck are you doing -“
“I’m not going to drown, I’ll stay in the shallow end.” Jaejoong shot back as he turned away from Yunho and began to walk to the beach. “I’m not that huge of a dumbass to go swimming like this Yunho.”
The water was cold, and Jaejoong shivered as it began to rise up to his shins. He turned around and looked at Yunho, who was still standing on the shore and watching him carefully. He stretched his arms out, uncaring if anyone could see him, and shouted out.
“You only live once!”
“That line is a poor man’s carpe diem,” Yunho shot back, his figure still rigid. Jaejoong frowned at him, but he continued to speak, “Jaejoong come on, get out of the water. I really don’t understand why -“
“You have to take risks sometimes,” Jaejoong replied, his voice completely serious. He met Yunho’s eyes in the darkness. “That day you kissed me, you took a risk -“
“And look where I am now,” Yunho interrupted. “I have a crazy boyfriend who wants me to drown in the middle of the night -“
“Yunho, I’m being serious.”
They both fell silent, and Jaejoong ignored the fact that he was freezing to death. He glared at Yunho. “You know what I’ve just realized? We’ve never really talked about how you feel about the fact you’re leaving.”
Yunho said nothing, so Jaejoong continued.
“All this time, you’ve been so focused on me, and I’ve been distracted by all the attention you’ve been giving. You keep telling me that we’ll be okay, but do you believe we’re going to be okay?” Jaejoong questioned, his eyes never leaving Yunho’s as he spoke. “Because if I’m the only one who really believes we’re going to be fine in the future Yunho, this really isn’t going to end up working out.”
“Jaejoong -“
“I’m definitely not some fucking psychiatrist Yunho, but I do know you’ve got problems. Right here, right now - I insist you tell them to me. I know you can write that speech of yours, but there’s something that’s holding you back, and I know it’s not me.”
Yunho stared back at him, and Jaejoong narrowed his eyes.
“Stop being a coward. Don’t hide in your thoughts, if you’ve got something to say Yunho then fucking say it -“
“Are you trying to piss me off Jaejoong?”
“Yes Yunho, I’m trying to fucking piss you off!” Jaejoong shouted, uncaring of how loud his voice was. “If I don’t piss you off, who will? You try to look perfect, but you know what Yunho? You’re not fucking perfect, and you never will be, but that’s fucking a-okay because I love you anyway, so you should just stop trying to be what you’re not!”
Jaejoong breathed in deeply, and he watched Yunho, trying to figure out if he’d had some kind of effect on the other. When Yunho still failed to speak, he softened his tone and spoke again.
“Yunho, what are you scared of…?”
The younger student’s eyes shifted away, and he looked down at his feet. “Jaejoong, can you get out of the water?”
Jaejoong slowly made his way back to Yunho. He put his clothes back on, and he accepted Yunho’s hoodie wordlessly. He slipped it on, and he sat down beside Yunho on the sand. The other still wasn’t saying anything, so he slowly reached out and closed the distance between them.
He grasped one of Yunho’s hands tightly between his own, kissed the other’s knuckles, and then turned his eyes to look up at him.
“Yunho…?”
“Shit, I don’t know…” Yunho said slowly, his eyes on their intertwined hands. He slowly turned his head to look at Jaejoong, and he shot him a small smile. “I feel like I’m returning back to old habits, and I don’t want to. I don’t know what’s changed, but all of a sudden, I’m scared.”
“Of?”
The other student let out a sigh. “The future, I guess. It didn’t really hit me that we were graduating until I started to write my speech…it just hit me. I was writing a farewell speech, but…I don’t really know what I want to say goodbye to, and I don’t really know where I’m going either -“
“Not all goodbyes are bad -“
“I know, but some are permanent,” Yunho said seriously, his eyes still not meeting Jaejoong’s. “I’m used to everything I have now. I’m used to life here. I’m used to high school….I’m used to…” He looked up and stared into Jaejoong’s eyes. “I’m used to you always being around.”
“That’s not going to change…” Jaejoong whispered, his heart clenching in his chest as he gripped Yunho’s hand tighter. “I’ll always be there for you. You’re taking a big step in your life by leaving Yunho; it’s okay to be scared.”
“You never seemed to be scared of anything.”
Jaejoong laughed and kissed Yunho’s jaw. He rested his head against the other’s shoulder and took a deep breath. He knew he had his own fears, but he decided that they were all things that could be focused on another time.
Right now, Yunho needed to be the center of his attention.
“I’m scared of a lot of things, okay?” Jaejoong answered, “But…I guess I’ve never been the kind of person to worry so much. Maybe it’s because I’m the youngest child in the family, I really don’t know.” He turned his head and rested his chin upon Yunho’s shoulder. “Don’t be afraid of taking risks.”
“Most of my risks in life seem to involve you.”
Jaejoong chuckled. “Well, I am a bad influence.” He smiled up at Yunho, “Come on, I’ve taught you a lot, haven’t I?” He gently nudged his boyfriend. “Be honest. I’m sure I must have affected and changed you somehow.”
“That’s too sappy to say aloud, alright?” Yunho murmured, a smile finally coming onto his lips. He placed his arm over Jaejoong’s shoulders and brought him close so that he could kiss his forehead. “Just…you’ll find it out eventually.”
“Fine, I’ll try to be patient.”
Yunho chuckled then shut his eyes and took a deep breath. He stood up, brushed sand off his clothes then kneeled back down in front of his boyfriend. Jaejoong watched him, and just as he was about to say something, Yunho spoke first.
“Jaejoong, I have only two words to say to you.”
“…what are they?”
“I’m sorry.”
“Huh -“
Before Jaejoong could finish his sentence, Yunho had grabbed him and pulled him off the ground. He let out a loud yell of surprise, and in a matter of seconds, he was thrown into the ocean’s watery embrace.
When he reemerged from the water, Jaejoong spluttered and flipped off his boyfriend.
“What the fuck?!”
“I love you,” Yunho said from where he was, the water lapping at his knees. He smiled brightly and laughed, “I really, really, love you.” He held out his hand, well aware that it was within Jaejoong’s reach, and spoke, “Take me with you.”
Jaejoong let the moment sink in for a few seconds. Yunho was finally back on his path, and Jaejoong was happy for him - but as soon as the proud feeling was replaced by a thirst for vengeance, he reached out and pulled Yunho into the water with him.
o-o-o
Something hit the ground with a thud, and whatever it was, it startled Jaejoong out of the grasp of sleep. He opened his eyes slowly and curled up into a ball, his eyes slowly adjusting to the dim lighting of the room.
“You’re not in bed,” he murmured softly as he noticed the wide empty space on the mattress that he had all to himself.
“Are you ever going to put clothes on?”
“What time is it?” Jaejoong murmured as he rolled around the mattress, still fully naked from their shower earlier. He sat up slowly and rubbed his eyes before he realized that Yunho was still writing his speech.
“Almost four in the morning,” Yunho answered as he set down his pen. He turned around and looked at Jaejoong. “Can you make room for me -“
Jaejoong didn’t bother to reply and instead he slowly got up off the bed and made his way over to Yunho. Before the younger student could protest, he sat himself on the other’s lap and wrapped his arms around his neck. He rested his head against Yunho’s chest and breathed in deeply before placing a soft kiss to the other’s exposed collarbones.
“I have a question.”
“What is it?” Yunho murmured as his fingers slowly trailed a path from down Jaejoong’s back. He kissed Jaejoong’s neck, teeth grazing over pale skin, before he asked his question once again.
Jaejoong let out a contented sigh and shifted in Yunho’s lap.
“Are you coming to bed?”
Yunho chuckled. “With or without you on it?”
“With of course,” Jaejoong replied as he slowly lifted himself off Yunho so that he could walk back to bed. He sat down, the mattress creaking as he did so, and when he faced Yunho, he spread his legs apart to reveal his half hard cock.
Yunho turned his chair to get a better view of the bed, but he remained seated.
“I’m tired,” Jaejoong muttered finally before he turned away from Yunho and began to crawl up higher onto the bed. “No sex games -“
Before he could get any further, he felt Yunho’s body over his, and the other student effectively pinned him down. Jaejoong stopped moving, and he let out a short breath.
He could feel Yunho’s erection straining against the fabric of his boxers, and from the way Yunho was slowly rubbing against him, Jaejoong knew that Yunho wouldn’t be taking no for an answer.
“Just one,” Yunho whispered as he licked the shell of Jaejoong’s ear.
Jaejoong chuckled. “Clearly you’re not afraid of sharing things related to sex.” He pushed back against Yunho’s erection, and fisted the bed sheets once he felt Yunho thrust against him. “Ugh, fuck.”
“You’re the one who wanted this in the first place,” Yunho murmured as he backed off from Jaejoong so that he could slip out from his boxers.
As soon as Yunho was off of him, Jaejoong turned around and lied down flat on the bed. He remained still for a few seconds before he sat up and watched as Yunho grabbed a bottle of lube from his bag.
“Impatient?”
“No foreplay,” Yunho whispered before he crashed his lips against Jaejoong’s.
Jaejoong eagerly opened his mouth for Yunho, and was all too happy to return the favor as soon as Yunho began to kiss him deeply. Much too exhausted to put up much of fight, he allowed Yunho to dominant him. Experienced kisses driven by youthful desire, his tongue eagerly wrapping around Yunho’s whenever possible. Teeth clacked together, and eager moans escaped both their lips, and after the end of a couple of minutes, Jaejoong was sure he’d never felt more excited for sex in his entire life.
“You said -“ Jaejoong’s words were cut off by a breathy moan brought on by Yunho licking, sucking, and biting at one of his nipples. “Fuck you Jung, you fucking liar, you fucking said -“
With a twist of his hand around Jaejoong’s cock, the older student’s rant was cut off and reduced to a needy moan. Yunho chuckled and kissed Jaejoong’s closed lips. “I’m sorry.”
“Apology not accepted,” Jaejoong growled as he picked up the bottle of lube and slapped it against the other’s firm chest.
Yunho laughed again and took the bottle. “How will I ever get you to forgive me?”
Jaejoong’s face reddened, and he quickly turned over to be on his hands and knees. To be honest, he knew this position wasn’t Yunho’s favorite in particular - he preferred to see Jaejoong’s face whenever they had sex, but it was something he’d always enjoyed.
He loved the feeling of Yunho’s body over his - a foreign weight that pulled him down in the throes of passion, the rough way Yunho would grasp his hips tightly, and most of all, he enjoyed the way Yunho would often whisper dirty things into his ear whenever they had sex in this position.
The thought of Yunho thrusting into him made things all the worse, and Jaejoong bit his lip as he felt himself harden further. He lowered his eyes, and he didn’t miss the sight of his pre-cum leaking onto the mattress beneath him.
Fuck he was horny.
“Why do I feel like you’re not going to last long tonight?”
A lubricated finger poked at his entrance, and Jaejoong moaned eagerly. He fisted the sheets tightly and forced out an answer.
“I don’t think I will, so keep things short.”
Honesty was the best policy, and honestly, the faster Yunho gave what he wanted, the happier a boy he’d be. Jaejoong whimpered slightly when Yunho began to stretch him open, and he had to control himself from pushing back into his fingers. He could hear Yunho shifting behind him, and Jaejoong’s excitement rose tenfold when he felt Yunho’s hardened cock brush against the back of his thigh.
“Fuck, Yunho -“
“What?”
“Fuck me,” Jaejoong hissed.
Not a single word was spoken, and Yunho quickly complied. He pushed himself deep into Jaejoong, and a loud moan escaped Jaejoong’s lips. It’d been a while since they’d last had sex, and God, at that point, Jaejoong realized how much he’d missed it.
Yunho thrust shallowly into him, still trying to be gentle, and it irritated the hell out of Jaejoong. Sure, yes, he enjoyed Yunho’s gentlemanly and chivalrous ways, but now was not one of those times.
“God damn it Yunho, fuck me,” Jaejoong whined, “I don’t like this.”
Strong hands grasped his waist, “You have a dirty mouth.” Yunho hissed as he began to speed up his thrusts, the indecent sound of his cock pounding into Jaejoong filling the room. He reached over and began to suck and bite at Jaejoong’s neck, eager to leave a bruise for him to find in the morning.
“I have an even dirtier mind,” Jaejoong gasped as he knuckles turned white. He shut his eyes and moaned loudly as Yunho began to slam into his prostate, “Fuck Yunho, fuck, faster -“
Just as expected, it didn’t take much longer until Jaejoong came. Yunho followed soon after, and he rode out his release before he slowly pulled out and lied down beside Jaejoong. They remained like that for a few minutes, utterly spent, before Jaejoong got up and pulled Yunho to the bathroom for a shower.
Sleep could wait until later.
o-o-o
Surprisingly, Jaejoong woke up first. He’d tried to fall back into the clutches of sleep by burying himself deeper into Yunho’s arms and keeping his eyes shut, but his mind was far too awake to fall for such a trick. With a sigh, he carefully left Yunho’s arms and slipped out of bed.
Taepoong came scurrying into the room, and Jaejoong knelt down to scratch behind the dog’s ears.
“Do you want to go out for a walk?” he asked softly as the animal leaned into his touch, as if providing an affirmative response. He smiled brightly at the animal then stood up, and it was at that moment that he noticed Yunho’s open notebook.
He took a step closer to it, and he laughed when he noticed a small note scribbled onto the upper right corner of a page.
Feel free to read it if you don’t mind spoilers.
Yunho knew him too well.
Jaejoong grabbed the notebook then headed out of the room, Taepoong trotting at his heels. He walked down the stairs and made sure to leash up Taepoong before he opened the front door. He walked over to one of the seats on the porch and sat down, his eyes temporarily enjoying the view of a brilliant red sunrise before he turned his attention to the notebook he had on his lap.
Jung Yunho’s Valedictory Address
Well, today’s the day.
Maybe some of you guys have looked forward to this, and maybe some of you guys never wanted it to happen, but well, graduation is finally here. As lame as this phrase is going to sound, starting from today, we’ll all be moving onto a different chapter of our lives.
The question now, is where do we go from here? Where do I go, where will you go, and where will be years from now? Not everyone will be taking the same road in life, and things change as time passes by. The future is a broad thing, something we’ll never fully understand, but we’ll just have to hope we’re making the right choices as we dive headfirst into it.
Just like in high school, we’ll make mistakes, we’ll cry, we’ll laugh, we’ll love, and we’ll live. As we step out of the comfort of youth and start to move towards adulthood, we have to start embracing change, and not be so afraid of it. It’s hard to leave our old ways behind, but sometimes, change is the best thing that could happen to us.
Everything’s a learning process. All the steps we’ve taken to this point have molded us into the people we are now the people our friends and family are proud of. The journey doesn’t end here in high school, it’ll go on and perhaps, we’ll find ourselves becoming people that we never thought we’d become in the past.
In these past few years, I’ve learned things - on my own, and from you guys, so as your valedictorian, I want to share them.
Have the courage to take what you feel is important - don’t let things go just because you feel you have to. It’s okay to be selfish at times, and I think that’s necessary in order to live a life without regret. Keep going, have faith in yourself, and believe in the people around you - you never know what you can learn from them.
Before this day, I was scared - of the future, and of leaving all this behind. But now, I’ve come to realize that this is really not the end. Just because we’re leaving high school behind, that doesn’t mean it’s something mean to be forgotten - a special memory that we can only look back on in fondness.
No, so much of what we’ve learned these past few years are things that we can take with us as we explore this newest part of our lives. For sure, as we grow older, we’ll forget some things; like our locker numbers or math formulas, but, high school has taught us more than just the academics. Our grades do not define who we are as people, and it is how we act and who we are that are the true reflections of what we’ve learned - not report cards.
It is because of the past four years we’ve spent together and in high school that we have learned so much more about ourselves, love, and life. And those things we’ve learned batchmates, are the lessons we’ll never forget.
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Author’s Note: The next chapter is the last. ;__; I’ve grown up so much with this story, I swear. It pains me to let go of it, but all good things must come to an end. Thank you so much for being a part of this beloved journey. ♥