[FANFIC] First Impressions.
Pairing: Yunho/Jaejoong
Rating: PG13
Genre: Romance/Humor
Summary: When Yunho sees Jaejoong for the first time, he’s dressed in a tight fitting black dress, has his hair tied up in a neat bun, taking orders and looking beautiful.
“Park Yoochun, you are cheap.” Junsu frowns, sliding on to a seat and staring at his best friend. “Really, really, cheap.”
“For the first time, and hopefully the last, I agree with Junsu Hyung.” Changmin nods and stares around the musky, dim lit restaurant they are at. There is a bustle of people around the place, waiters and waitress rushing about taking orders and serving people, a old broken down music system is blaring out country music and some booths away there is a party of middle age drunk men singing along to the song, completely out of tune and loud.
Yoochun scowls; “I feel sorry for myself I call you assholes my best friends.”
“You must feel blessed.” Changmin says, fiddling with the tissue box on the table.
“Hey Yoochun, happy birthday.” Yunho comes skidding in, a gift wrapped box held in hand, breathless and looking flushed. “Sorry I’m late, you know the boss.” Yunho grins and Yoochun hugs him.
“Now, he is my best friend. He even got me a gift.” Yoochun nearly sings and Yunho smiles. “Thank you Yunho, I’m touched.”
“It’s actually a gift from my mother, I didn’t like it so I am giving it to you.” Yunho says, mischief twinkling in his eyes and the other two burst out laughing while Yoochun sits there dumbfounded. “This run down place is appropriate for you guys.” Is the lame come back Yoochun can come up with and the three still continue to snicker.
They flip open the menu card and skim through the varieties of food items listed and make small talk about how Yoochun is cheap for bringing them here, how Yunho hates his boss, how Changmin hates college, how Junsu should do something other than just lie around the apartment the four shared.
“Hi, my name is Kim Jaejuko and I will be your waitress for tonight, how may I help you?” Yunho hears a gentle, yet somewhat deep voice greeting them, but chooses to ignore the person and read through the menu.
“Yeah hi, can we have one plate of steak…” Yunho hears Yoochun placing the order. “A club sandwich and black bean noodles , four bottles of beer, chilled, and - - what about you Yunho?”
“Yeah, I’d like a -“ Yunho looks up and his throat runs dry and his mind goes blank and he thinks it a miracle someone so gorgeous exists. She’s beautiful, pale skin, big, round, brown eyes, hair nearly tied up to a bun, puffy, red lips, the black dress perfectly fitting her slender, tall body and Yunho can’t seem to arrange his thoughts straight. She cocks her head to the side and lifts an eyebrow inquisitively, a small, playful smile tugging at the end of her lips and Yunho thinks; Oh my, God she even has dimples.
“You would like a…?” She presses, tapping her pen lightly against her note pad and smiles a bit.
“…a bowl of soup.” Yunho finishes his sentence and blinks at her. “A bowl of soup.”
“Right, so that’s going to be a plate of steak, club sandwich, black bean, four bottles of bear…” She looks up from her notepad and looks at Yunho; “…and a bowl of soup?”
“Yes, that’s right.” Yoochun confirms and she gives them a tight lipped smile and bows out. And Yoochun turns to Yunho with a look of disbelief; “For a moment there, I thought you were going to ask her for a blow job.” Yoochun snickers.
“She’s good looking.” Junsu agrees and Yoochun nods.
“She’s hot.” Yoochun agrees.
Yunho doesn’t say anything, keeps a look out for her, trying to spot her bustling about the place but much to his disappointment he doesn’t find her anywhere. A guy comes with four bottles of beer and places it around the table and Yunho looks clearly crestfallen.
“To Yoochun.” Junsu says, holding up his bottle of beer and the other three clink their bottles against the bottle.
“Thank you Junsu…” Yoochun smile and the four of them take a long swig of the drink. “Are you allowed to drink, Changmin?”
Changmin mock laughs; “Oh yes, Yoochun Hyung, you are the funniest.”
By the time their order arrives - Jaejuko brings it - the four of them are drunk on five bottles each. They are giggly, slurring on their words, touching each other (Yoochun mainly, but whatever) and all of them stare, stare at Jaejuko like she’s an angel.
“My steeeeeeeeeeeeeak.” Junsu squeals, clapping his hands when Jaejuko places it the plate in front of him. “Thaaank you.” Junsu giggles and Jaejuko smiles and places the other plates around. “Your soup…” she says, placing the bowl in front of Yunho. Yunho stares at the bowl of liquid for a while and turns to her; “Thanks.” He says.
She smiles; “Just doing my job.” She says.
“You’re hot, we should hook up and have sex,”
When Yunho walks out of the restaurant later, he has a red mark across his cheeks, with marks of four fingers imprinted on them.
-
He visits the restaurant again, he tells himself it because the soup he ordered previously was amazing and it had nothing to do with wanting to see her again. He sits on the same seat and fiddles with his fingers and looks around.
“Hi, I am Kim Jaeju- oh, it’s you again.”
Yunho looks up apologetically and smiles; “Hey listen…”
“No thank you, I don’t hook up.” She says and storms off.
“Miss, Oh my, God, Miss, I am so sorry…I wasn’t thinking last night. I am really sorry.” He follows her like a lost puppy; “I am really sorry.” He reaches out and tugs on to her elbow. “Please, I am really sorry.”
She huffs and pulls her arm away; “Okay what do you want?”
“Forgiveness, that’s all. And maybe a cup of coffee with you.”
She bits the inside of her cheeks to stop herself from smiling and purses her lips together and crosses her arms across her chest. “I forgive you but I don’t drink coffee.”
“Tea, then?”
She gives in and smiles; “Look, I don’t think it’s right…but thank you, really.”
Yunho sighs and smiles; “Well at least, it’s good to know you are not mad at me anymore.”
“I have to work.” She says softly and Yunho nods.
“Of course, I’ll see you around.” He says and turns to walk out of the restaurant.
“Hey- hey, what’s your name?” She calls out to him.
“I am Yunho…” he says and waves as he walks out.
She waves back, hand held up though he’s left. “Yunho…” she smiles as his name rolls out of her tongue.
-
It’s the weekend and the four of them are lazy and hungry and they have to live off instant noodles; it’s either that or Changmin’s cooking and they don’t want to risk it.
“I can cook…” Changmin huffs, arms crossed across his chest and squinting at the other three with his college books on his lap.
“Sure you can…and Junsu here is employed, living in a mansion with three maids and two dogs.” Yoochun jerks his head towards Junsu.
“Yea- hey! Don’t be mean.” Junsu frowns and Changmin and Yoochun laugh at him. Yunho shakes his head and picks up the garbage bag from the dustbin and heads out to dump it down the chute.
“aw c’mon dammit.” Yunho looks around and sees a man trying to fumble with the lock to his neighboring apartment. “Don’t mess with me, you stupid thing, you annoying piece of shit…”
Yunho stares for a while and when he decides, he’s feeling pity for the man, walks up to him; “Excuse me, do you - “
The man turns and Yunho stares, his eyes go wide and knees feel tied. He’s good looking, he has soft brown hair that’s carelessly sprawled against his forehead, his eyes are clear and round, he has pale skin and it looks soft under the corridor light.
“What?” The man snaps; “What do you want? Do I what- ?” He looks irritated and he’s carrying a bag across his shoulder and there’s a suitcase behind him.
“I - do you need help with that?” Yunho asks, eyes not leaving the man’s face.
The man contemplates for a while and smiles softly; “Yes please, if you don’t mind.”
And Yunho thinks; Oh my, God he even has dimples.
-
His name is Kim Jaejoong and he is Yunho’s new neighbor and Yunho has the biggest crush on him and they have just met. When Yunho comes back into his apartment, Yoochun runs to him and hugs him; “where were you?” he sobs into Yunho’s shoulder.
“We were so close to calling the cops.”
Yunho frowns; “Why? I was only gone for - “ he looks at the clock on the wall “- three hours? Shit, three hours really?”
Yoochun nods, sobbing quietly; “Where did you go? Why didn’t you call us?”
“I was next door.” Yunho says.
“Hyung, no one lives next door.” Changmin frowns.
“We have a new neighbor….” Yunho says, his face immediately brightening up at the thought of this new, good looking, shy neighbor. “…and he’s so cute.”
“Yunho…what were you doing for the past three hours?” Yoochun asked, squinting at Yunho.
“I was - God, no Yoochun I wasn’t - you pervert- I was helping Jaejoong, he’s in the next apartment.”
The bell rings and Changmin walks towards the door and swings it open; “Oh hi…is Yunho there?”
Yunho looks over Changmin’s shoulder and smiles; “Oh hi there…”
“Oh you are - “Changmin starts.
“Jaejoong…” Yunho offers “This is Jaejoong, our neighbor.”
“Right…” Changmin smiles and turns to Jaejoong. “Hi, I am Changmin.” He greets Jaejoong and puts his hand forward.
Jaejoong smiles and shakes Changmin’s hand and looks hesitantly at Yunho; “I was er - wondering if I could talk to you.”
“Sure.” Yunho smiles and walks out with Jaejoong and Changmin watches them with a playful smile.
“Ladies…” Changmin walks in; “I think our Yunho has a crush on our new neighbor.
-
Yunho bumps into Jaejuko one evening when he’s out grocery shopping; she’s fidgeting with her bag, carrying the groceries and trying to call someone on her phone.
“Hi there.” He smiles, holding his own bag in his hand.
“Oh Yunho…” she chokes on his name and nearly drops her phone; “Hi.”
“Need some help with that?” He asks, eyeing the bags in her hand.
“No, that’s alright…” she smiles friendly and fidgets with her cell phone.
“Where do you live? Maybe I can drop you off?” Yunho offers.
“No, that’s alright - my - uh - my boyfriend’s coming to pick me up.”
“Oh…” Yunho stiffens and his heart kind of chips off. “I see…yeah I was just calling him.”
“Oh alright then…” he smiles; “So see you around then.”
He walks away from her and when he’s about to sit in his ear, he realizes he has a missed call from Jaejoong.
-
Yoochun, Junsu and Changmin totally love Jaejoong; every weekend Jaejoong crashes at their apartment, cooks for them and makes the apartment cozier and homely.
“Hyung, where do you work?” Changmin asks, one weekend when the five of them are sitting around the table eating a late lunch that Jaejoong so nicely cooked up for them.
“At this theatre…” Jaejoong says, mixing his noodles.
“You act?!” Yunho asks, jaw hanging open.
“No, I sing.” Jaejoong smiles and Yunho fells like falling into those dimples; “I was thinking, if Junsu would like to join me?”
Junsu chokes on his food and looks at Jaejoong like there is some kind big, creepy, bug sitting on his head; “What?” he asks, sipping on water.
“I have heard you sing and you’re awesome and the theatre could totally use voices like yours. You know what, I’ll take you there in the evening…let’s see what we can do.”
Junsu smiles through watery eyes and Yunho thinks if there was no table in between them he would have sat on Jaejoong’s lap and cried into his shoulder.
Yunho’s glad there is a table.
-
Junsu loves the theatre, he sings, dances, acts, looks at the pretty girls, he’s doing what he’s always wanted to do and the other three are really happy for him and he’s happy they know Jaejoong; he owes everything to Jaejoong.
“I’ll treat you guys…” Junsu says; when they are all sitting around the living room on a weekend. “When I get my first pay, I’ll treat you guys.”
Yunho doesn’t know why he feels proud of Junsu, he sees the clear sheet of tears that’s covered Yoochun’s eyes, Changmin doesn’t want to poke fun at Junsu and Jaejoong squeezes Junsu’s hand; “I am glad you’re happy.”
“Thank you.” Junsu smiles; “Thank you very much.”
And Yoochun’s tears roll.
-
“Let’s go that restaurant again…” Yunho suggests when Junsu does get his first pay; it’s the goddamn soup he tells himself again and again.
Yoochun, Junsu and Changmin look at him weirdly and Junsu pokes him in the tummy; “I am taking you to a nice place to eat, don’t act like that.”
“Which restaurant?” Jaejoong asks, fixing Yunho’s collar.
“Just this restaurant downtown…” Yunho shrugs, allowing Jaejoong to fix his collar.
“He only wants to go there because he has a crush on this waitress.” Yoochun snickers and Yunho pushes him.
“I do not.” Yunho pouts. “I like that place.”
“Hyung, that place was stinking, it had weird men and the food was disgusting and admit that you want to go there for the waitress.” Changmin snorts. “…and I don’t know why you want that waitress when you have Jaejoong Hyung.”
Yunho’s face turns red and he wants to say something to Changmin, something mean and something that’s worth a come back but he only manages to gape at Changmin like an idiot.
Jaejoong giggles and Yunho’s heart begins to sing.
-
The weekend after that, Changmin’s out with a couple of his friends, Yoochun has to do some overtime, Junsu has to go for rehearsals and Jaejoong and Yunho are together, alone in the apartment.
They are on the sofa, Yunho’s surfing through the channels and Jaejoong’s humming a song and fixing his hair. “Do you think I should dye my hair blonde?” He asks, turning to Yunho.
“Hm, what?”
“My hair, do you think it’ll good blonde?”
“But I like your hair like this…” Yunho pouts and Jaejoong laughs. “Okay, my hair stays like this.”
Yunho yawns and leans back into the sofa; “I am bored, do you wanna go out somewhere? Like that restaurant I was talking about?”
Jaejoong frowns; “I’m too comfy…” he says; “Hey, how about this? I have this movie I have been meaning to watch , so do you want to watch it?”
“Sure…” Yunho shrugs.
There’s no harm in just watching a movie. (Or so Yunho thinks)
-
But they don’t just watch a movie; they drink wine and eat one of Jaejoong’s special dishes. They are trying not to laugh at the horror movie they are watching, leaning against each other, Yunho’s got his hand slinked around Jaejoong’s waist and it’s not moving from other because Jaejoong’s small frame just so perfectly fits into Yunho’s and they are slightly tipsy on the wine.
“I hated that movie.” Jaejoong says; “I am sorry I made you watch it.” He pouts and Yunho moves closer to him, grip tightening around Jaejoong’s slim waist.
“It was a funny movie…” Yunho chuckles and Jaejoong stares at him, expressionless; “…it had the enough amount of punch lines and the pop out dead bodies with the gruesome blood play was awesome and the way the girls shrieked that was the - “
Jaejoong’s kissing him and Yunho’s kissing back. It’s heated, passionate and breathy. Yunho moans into the kiss and Jaejoong moves to sit on his lap; he straddles the taller man, fingers playing with his shirt’s fabric. Yunho’s skin feels warm against Jaejoong’s old fingers. “Uhhh Yunho…” Jaejoong holds Yunho’s face when Yunho’s busy leaving marks all over Jaejoong’s pale chest. “Stop…” Jaejoong moans, arms circling around Yunho’s neck. “God Yunho, please….” Yunho’s lips are over Jaejoong’s again and the feeling is delicious. “Yunho please…just stop”
Jaejoong pulls back and breathes heavily, his hands falling off Yunho’s neck, he stares at Yunho guiltily; “I am sorry.” he says.
“What? Why?” Yunho looks at him, brows furrowed. “Is something wrong?”
“I - cant - I shouldn’t have don’t that.” Jaejoong sighs, getting off Yunho and fixing his shirt. “I think I better leave now.” He says and scurries off, leaving Yunho completely disgruntled and turned on. Yunho realizes life isn’t fair.
-
It’s the shock of his life. Like a bomb is dropped in his heart and the pain just stung as he stared at Jaejuko in Jaejoong’s apartment. She looked at Yunho with wide eyes, her usually neat, tidy hair looked messed and she wore an oversized shirt, an oversized shirt that belonged to Jaejoong.
“Uh…Yunho?” She stuttered trying to smile and fixing her hair.
“Oh hi…” he tried to brave a smile as he tried to fight down his breakfast that seemed to fight it’s way up his pipe. “Is - uh Jaejoong there?”
“Jaejoong?” Jaejuko squeaked. “No - uh, he’s not in right now. Any message you want to give him?”
“Uh - no, that’s okay.” Yunho turns to walk away and just when Jaejuko’s about to close the door he turns to her; “Is Jaejoong your boyfriend?”
She looks taken aback for a moment and Yunho takes her silence as a ‘yes’ and backs off.
“Sorry…” he mumbles. “Just asking.”
-
He doesn’t know what hurts more, Jaejuko, the Jaejuko being Jaejoong’s girlfriend, or Jaejuko being the Jaejoong’s girlfriend.
Jaejoong continues to crash at their apartment, but Yunho and him hardly talk to each other, just the normal greetings and a request to pass the salt from one side of the table to the other.
Junsu, Yoochun and Changmin know that something’s up.
“What’s up, Yunho?” Yoochun asks, sitting down next to his best friend.
“Nothin” Yunho shrugs, trying to burn a whole in the magazine he’s reading.
“Liar.” Junsu says, biting his lip nervously.
“Just please, could you spit it out already before they start crying.” Changmin snarls and the other two nod.
Yunho sighs and throws the magazine he’s holding; “Nothing, just nothing okay. Work’s a bitch so leave me alone.”
He pushes himself off the sofa and storms into the room; he doesn’t what he hates more, the burning passion to kill Jaejuko or the fact that he wants to kill Jaejuko and not Jaejoong. He falls on his bed and sinks into the lush pillow; he decides Jaejoong’s worth more than anyone.
-
He’s pissed drunk.
Wasted.
Stoned.
Gone.
He can’t make out between a person and a pole. He’s drunk.
“Hai Chun…” he splutters into his cell phone and Yoochun sighs from the other end. “Where are you?”
“I am in love and I want to kill his girlfriend.”
“Right, okay. What’s the name of the bar?”
“Chunniie you aint lissin.”
“I am. We can talk better face to face, where are you?”
“Am at this bar place where you get alcohol.”
Yoochun gives up and decides to listen to Yunho through the phone; Yunho sobs on the phone for a good two hours, his battery dies, Yoochun panics, nearly calls the cops when Changmin calls him up and tells him that he’s found Yunho by the local bar, passed out in the middle of the aisle.
-
Yunho needs Jaejoong. That’s all he can think of.
He doesn’t really care if Jaejoong has a girlfriend, men can cheat on their girlfriends, men are supposed to cheat on their girlfriends that’s what keeps the balance in nature and besides it’s not like Yunho’s the other woman for Jaejuko to feel bad, yeah she’s hot and everything, but c’moon Yunho thinks, as he stares at himself in the mirror. I’m hotter
-
What am I doing? Yunho thinks to himself when he rings the doorbell to Jaejoong’s apartment; this isn’t right.
He waits for Jaejoong, Jaejuko, someone, anyone to open the door, but no one opens the door. He sighs and tries ringing the door bell again, no answer. He slides down the door and decides to wait. It’s ridiculous, his apartment is right next door and he knows he can wait inside, but somehow he doesn’t budge from Jaejoong’s door.
He dozes off and feels someone poking him, he jolts when he sees Jaejuko’s face inches away from his own.
“Oh Jaejuko, hi.” He rubs his eyes and stands up. “Um, where’s Jaejoong?”
Jaejuko stares at him like there are monkeys dancing on his face and giggles and Yunho thinks it’s familiar. “Why don’t you come in, Yunho?” She unlocks the door and gestures him to come in and he carefully steps into the familiar apartment and spins around when Jaejuko locks the door behind them.
“Um, Jaejuko….what are - “
She giggles and wraps her arms around Yunho; “You are so cute, you know that?” She leans in forward and her lips nearly touches Yunho’s when he pushes her away.
“What - what are you doing?” He takes a step back, eyes wide. “You are Jaejoong’s girlfriend and I respect that.”
Jaejuko frowns and squints at Yunho; “Quit playing around.”
“Who’s playing around?”
“Yunho, seriously.”
“What? What are you saying?”
“Are you really that stupid?”
Yunho frowns, he hates her already. “Look, I came her to see Jaejoong and I would appreciate it if you tell me where he is.”
“You are staring at him, you dumbfuck.”
There is a moment of silence that passes by them, where Yunho feels like crying, laughing, breaking stuff and running into walls.
“What?”
“There is no Jaejuko”
“Right.”
Jaejuko(?) sighs, stuffs her hand into her dress; “Woah, woah, woah woah” Yunho screams, shutting his eyes. “Jaejuko, what the hell ar- “ He stops when he feels something hit his face.
“It’s a padded bra, you moron and plus I stuff it with tissues.”
Yunho stares - stares- at the lingerie on the floor and clears his throat. “I - uh…”
“I thought you knew.” Jaejoong shrugs.
“How can you just presume it?”
“I didn’t presume it, when you came to the apartment the other day, I thought you caught me.”
“This is crazy, wait till the boys hear about this…”
“They know.”
“What?”
“They know.”
“What the fuck? No really, what the actual fuck?”
“Junsu knew because of the whole theatre schedule, Yoochun saw the bras in my wardrobe, Changmin knew the moment he saw me that I was the waitress at the restaurant.”
“So why didn’t anyone tell me?”
“We thought you knew. You’re stupid, sorry.”
Yunho grins sheepishly, pouts a little and runs his hand through his hair; “I feel like an idiot.”
“You should, you are one.” Jaejoong huffs.
“Sorry.”
Jaejoong laughs a little and clacks over to Yunho and wraps himself around the taller man; “But you’re cute, we can work something out.”
Yunho blushes lightly and Jaejoong kisses him roughly and Yunho tastes the lipstick on his lips; “So why the cross dressing?” He asks, leaving butterfly kisses along Jaejoong’s jaw.
“I need more money, the restaurant needs more customers.” Jaejoong whispers, fingers messing up Yunho’s hair.
“I think you are hotter as Jaejoong.” Yunho smiles against Jaejoong’s neck, nibbling it a bit.
Jaejoong pulls back, frowns a bit and lightly hits Yunho’s chest; “Oppa, you’re so mean.” He pouts.
“Don’t call me that…ew.” Yunho winces, pulling Jaejoong flush against his body.
“Oppaa…” Jaejoong spells it out, in a dangerously low whisper; “Oppa, I need you.” He giggles and Yunho pins Jaejoong against the door.
“We are going to have to take you out of this dress, first.” Yunho smirks, pressing his lips against Jaejoong’s.
“We don’t, you do.” Jaejoong laughs.
-
Author’s Notes:
Yeah, so they have sex and I can’t write smut, if anyone is willing to I will love you and I will give you my first born.
That’s all♥.
Rating: PG13
Genre: Romance/Humor
Summary: When Yunho sees Jaejoong for the first time, he’s dressed in a tight fitting black dress, has his hair tied up in a neat bun, taking orders and looking beautiful.
“Park Yoochun, you are cheap.” Junsu frowns, sliding on to a seat and staring at his best friend. “Really, really, cheap.”
“For the first time, and hopefully the last, I agree with Junsu Hyung.” Changmin nods and stares around the musky, dim lit restaurant they are at. There is a bustle of people around the place, waiters and waitress rushing about taking orders and serving people, a old broken down music system is blaring out country music and some booths away there is a party of middle age drunk men singing along to the song, completely out of tune and loud.
Yoochun scowls; “I feel sorry for myself I call you assholes my best friends.”
“You must feel blessed.” Changmin says, fiddling with the tissue box on the table.
“Hey Yoochun, happy birthday.” Yunho comes skidding in, a gift wrapped box held in hand, breathless and looking flushed. “Sorry I’m late, you know the boss.” Yunho grins and Yoochun hugs him.
“Now, he is my best friend. He even got me a gift.” Yoochun nearly sings and Yunho smiles. “Thank you Yunho, I’m touched.”
“It’s actually a gift from my mother, I didn’t like it so I am giving it to you.” Yunho says, mischief twinkling in his eyes and the other two burst out laughing while Yoochun sits there dumbfounded. “This run down place is appropriate for you guys.” Is the lame come back Yoochun can come up with and the three still continue to snicker.
They flip open the menu card and skim through the varieties of food items listed and make small talk about how Yoochun is cheap for bringing them here, how Yunho hates his boss, how Changmin hates college, how Junsu should do something other than just lie around the apartment the four shared.
“Hi, my name is Kim Jaejuko and I will be your waitress for tonight, how may I help you?” Yunho hears a gentle, yet somewhat deep voice greeting them, but chooses to ignore the person and read through the menu.
“Yeah hi, can we have one plate of steak…” Yunho hears Yoochun placing the order. “A club sandwich and black bean noodles , four bottles of beer, chilled, and - - what about you Yunho?”
“Yeah, I’d like a -“ Yunho looks up and his throat runs dry and his mind goes blank and he thinks it a miracle someone so gorgeous exists. She’s beautiful, pale skin, big, round, brown eyes, hair nearly tied up to a bun, puffy, red lips, the black dress perfectly fitting her slender, tall body and Yunho can’t seem to arrange his thoughts straight. She cocks her head to the side and lifts an eyebrow inquisitively, a small, playful smile tugging at the end of her lips and Yunho thinks; Oh my, God she even has dimples.
“You would like a…?” She presses, tapping her pen lightly against her note pad and smiles a bit.
“…a bowl of soup.” Yunho finishes his sentence and blinks at her. “A bowl of soup.”
“Right, so that’s going to be a plate of steak, club sandwich, black bean, four bottles of bear…” She looks up from her notepad and looks at Yunho; “…and a bowl of soup?”
“Yes, that’s right.” Yoochun confirms and she gives them a tight lipped smile and bows out. And Yoochun turns to Yunho with a look of disbelief; “For a moment there, I thought you were going to ask her for a blow job.” Yoochun snickers.
“She’s good looking.” Junsu agrees and Yoochun nods.
“She’s hot.” Yoochun agrees.
Yunho doesn’t say anything, keeps a look out for her, trying to spot her bustling about the place but much to his disappointment he doesn’t find her anywhere. A guy comes with four bottles of beer and places it around the table and Yunho looks clearly crestfallen.
“To Yoochun.” Junsu says, holding up his bottle of beer and the other three clink their bottles against the bottle.
“Thank you Junsu…” Yoochun smile and the four of them take a long swig of the drink. “Are you allowed to drink, Changmin?”
Changmin mock laughs; “Oh yes, Yoochun Hyung, you are the funniest.”
By the time their order arrives - Jaejuko brings it - the four of them are drunk on five bottles each. They are giggly, slurring on their words, touching each other (Yoochun mainly, but whatever) and all of them stare, stare at Jaejuko like she’s an angel.
“My steeeeeeeeeeeeeak.” Junsu squeals, clapping his hands when Jaejuko places it the plate in front of him. “Thaaank you.” Junsu giggles and Jaejuko smiles and places the other plates around. “Your soup…” she says, placing the bowl in front of Yunho. Yunho stares at the bowl of liquid for a while and turns to her; “Thanks.” He says.
She smiles; “Just doing my job.” She says.
“You’re hot, we should hook up and have sex,”
When Yunho walks out of the restaurant later, he has a red mark across his cheeks, with marks of four fingers imprinted on them.
-
He visits the restaurant again, he tells himself it because the soup he ordered previously was amazing and it had nothing to do with wanting to see her again. He sits on the same seat and fiddles with his fingers and looks around.
“Hi, I am Kim Jaeju- oh, it’s you again.”
Yunho looks up apologetically and smiles; “Hey listen…”
“No thank you, I don’t hook up.” She says and storms off.
“Miss, Oh my, God, Miss, I am so sorry…I wasn’t thinking last night. I am really sorry.” He follows her like a lost puppy; “I am really sorry.” He reaches out and tugs on to her elbow. “Please, I am really sorry.”
She huffs and pulls her arm away; “Okay what do you want?”
“Forgiveness, that’s all. And maybe a cup of coffee with you.”
She bits the inside of her cheeks to stop herself from smiling and purses her lips together and crosses her arms across her chest. “I forgive you but I don’t drink coffee.”
“Tea, then?”
She gives in and smiles; “Look, I don’t think it’s right…but thank you, really.”
Yunho sighs and smiles; “Well at least, it’s good to know you are not mad at me anymore.”
“I have to work.” She says softly and Yunho nods.
“Of course, I’ll see you around.” He says and turns to walk out of the restaurant.
“Hey- hey, what’s your name?” She calls out to him.
“I am Yunho…” he says and waves as he walks out.
She waves back, hand held up though he’s left. “Yunho…” she smiles as his name rolls out of her tongue.
-
It’s the weekend and the four of them are lazy and hungry and they have to live off instant noodles; it’s either that or Changmin’s cooking and they don’t want to risk it.
“I can cook…” Changmin huffs, arms crossed across his chest and squinting at the other three with his college books on his lap.
“Sure you can…and Junsu here is employed, living in a mansion with three maids and two dogs.” Yoochun jerks his head towards Junsu.
“Yea- hey! Don’t be mean.” Junsu frowns and Changmin and Yoochun laugh at him. Yunho shakes his head and picks up the garbage bag from the dustbin and heads out to dump it down the chute.
“aw c’mon dammit.” Yunho looks around and sees a man trying to fumble with the lock to his neighboring apartment. “Don’t mess with me, you stupid thing, you annoying piece of shit…”
Yunho stares for a while and when he decides, he’s feeling pity for the man, walks up to him; “Excuse me, do you - “
The man turns and Yunho stares, his eyes go wide and knees feel tied. He’s good looking, he has soft brown hair that’s carelessly sprawled against his forehead, his eyes are clear and round, he has pale skin and it looks soft under the corridor light.
“What?” The man snaps; “What do you want? Do I what- ?” He looks irritated and he’s carrying a bag across his shoulder and there’s a suitcase behind him.
“I - do you need help with that?” Yunho asks, eyes not leaving the man’s face.
The man contemplates for a while and smiles softly; “Yes please, if you don’t mind.”
And Yunho thinks; Oh my, God he even has dimples.
-
His name is Kim Jaejoong and he is Yunho’s new neighbor and Yunho has the biggest crush on him and they have just met. When Yunho comes back into his apartment, Yoochun runs to him and hugs him; “where were you?” he sobs into Yunho’s shoulder.
“We were so close to calling the cops.”
Yunho frowns; “Why? I was only gone for - “ he looks at the clock on the wall “- three hours? Shit, three hours really?”
Yoochun nods, sobbing quietly; “Where did you go? Why didn’t you call us?”
“I was next door.” Yunho says.
“Hyung, no one lives next door.” Changmin frowns.
“We have a new neighbor….” Yunho says, his face immediately brightening up at the thought of this new, good looking, shy neighbor. “…and he’s so cute.”
“Yunho…what were you doing for the past three hours?” Yoochun asked, squinting at Yunho.
“I was - God, no Yoochun I wasn’t - you pervert- I was helping Jaejoong, he’s in the next apartment.”
The bell rings and Changmin walks towards the door and swings it open; “Oh hi…is Yunho there?”
Yunho looks over Changmin’s shoulder and smiles; “Oh hi there…”
“Oh you are - “Changmin starts.
“Jaejoong…” Yunho offers “This is Jaejoong, our neighbor.”
“Right…” Changmin smiles and turns to Jaejoong. “Hi, I am Changmin.” He greets Jaejoong and puts his hand forward.
Jaejoong smiles and shakes Changmin’s hand and looks hesitantly at Yunho; “I was er - wondering if I could talk to you.”
“Sure.” Yunho smiles and walks out with Jaejoong and Changmin watches them with a playful smile.
“Ladies…” Changmin walks in; “I think our Yunho has a crush on our new neighbor.
-
Yunho bumps into Jaejuko one evening when he’s out grocery shopping; she’s fidgeting with her bag, carrying the groceries and trying to call someone on her phone.
“Hi there.” He smiles, holding his own bag in his hand.
“Oh Yunho…” she chokes on his name and nearly drops her phone; “Hi.”
“Need some help with that?” He asks, eyeing the bags in her hand.
“No, that’s alright…” she smiles friendly and fidgets with her cell phone.
“Where do you live? Maybe I can drop you off?” Yunho offers.
“No, that’s alright - my - uh - my boyfriend’s coming to pick me up.”
“Oh…” Yunho stiffens and his heart kind of chips off. “I see…yeah I was just calling him.”
“Oh alright then…” he smiles; “So see you around then.”
He walks away from her and when he’s about to sit in his ear, he realizes he has a missed call from Jaejoong.
-
Yoochun, Junsu and Changmin totally love Jaejoong; every weekend Jaejoong crashes at their apartment, cooks for them and makes the apartment cozier and homely.
“Hyung, where do you work?” Changmin asks, one weekend when the five of them are sitting around the table eating a late lunch that Jaejoong so nicely cooked up for them.
“At this theatre…” Jaejoong says, mixing his noodles.
“You act?!” Yunho asks, jaw hanging open.
“No, I sing.” Jaejoong smiles and Yunho fells like falling into those dimples; “I was thinking, if Junsu would like to join me?”
Junsu chokes on his food and looks at Jaejoong like there is some kind big, creepy, bug sitting on his head; “What?” he asks, sipping on water.
“I have heard you sing and you’re awesome and the theatre could totally use voices like yours. You know what, I’ll take you there in the evening…let’s see what we can do.”
Junsu smiles through watery eyes and Yunho thinks if there was no table in between them he would have sat on Jaejoong’s lap and cried into his shoulder.
Yunho’s glad there is a table.
-
Junsu loves the theatre, he sings, dances, acts, looks at the pretty girls, he’s doing what he’s always wanted to do and the other three are really happy for him and he’s happy they know Jaejoong; he owes everything to Jaejoong.
“I’ll treat you guys…” Junsu says; when they are all sitting around the living room on a weekend. “When I get my first pay, I’ll treat you guys.”
Yunho doesn’t know why he feels proud of Junsu, he sees the clear sheet of tears that’s covered Yoochun’s eyes, Changmin doesn’t want to poke fun at Junsu and Jaejoong squeezes Junsu’s hand; “I am glad you’re happy.”
“Thank you.” Junsu smiles; “Thank you very much.”
And Yoochun’s tears roll.
-
“Let’s go that restaurant again…” Yunho suggests when Junsu does get his first pay; it’s the goddamn soup he tells himself again and again.
Yoochun, Junsu and Changmin look at him weirdly and Junsu pokes him in the tummy; “I am taking you to a nice place to eat, don’t act like that.”
“Which restaurant?” Jaejoong asks, fixing Yunho’s collar.
“Just this restaurant downtown…” Yunho shrugs, allowing Jaejoong to fix his collar.
“He only wants to go there because he has a crush on this waitress.” Yoochun snickers and Yunho pushes him.
“I do not.” Yunho pouts. “I like that place.”
“Hyung, that place was stinking, it had weird men and the food was disgusting and admit that you want to go there for the waitress.” Changmin snorts. “…and I don’t know why you want that waitress when you have Jaejoong Hyung.”
Yunho’s face turns red and he wants to say something to Changmin, something mean and something that’s worth a come back but he only manages to gape at Changmin like an idiot.
Jaejoong giggles and Yunho’s heart begins to sing.
-
The weekend after that, Changmin’s out with a couple of his friends, Yoochun has to do some overtime, Junsu has to go for rehearsals and Jaejoong and Yunho are together, alone in the apartment.
They are on the sofa, Yunho’s surfing through the channels and Jaejoong’s humming a song and fixing his hair. “Do you think I should dye my hair blonde?” He asks, turning to Yunho.
“Hm, what?”
“My hair, do you think it’ll good blonde?”
“But I like your hair like this…” Yunho pouts and Jaejoong laughs. “Okay, my hair stays like this.”
Yunho yawns and leans back into the sofa; “I am bored, do you wanna go out somewhere? Like that restaurant I was talking about?”
Jaejoong frowns; “I’m too comfy…” he says; “Hey, how about this? I have this movie I have been meaning to watch , so do you want to watch it?”
“Sure…” Yunho shrugs.
There’s no harm in just watching a movie. (Or so Yunho thinks)
-
But they don’t just watch a movie; they drink wine and eat one of Jaejoong’s special dishes. They are trying not to laugh at the horror movie they are watching, leaning against each other, Yunho’s got his hand slinked around Jaejoong’s waist and it’s not moving from other because Jaejoong’s small frame just so perfectly fits into Yunho’s and they are slightly tipsy on the wine.
“I hated that movie.” Jaejoong says; “I am sorry I made you watch it.” He pouts and Yunho moves closer to him, grip tightening around Jaejoong’s slim waist.
“It was a funny movie…” Yunho chuckles and Jaejoong stares at him, expressionless; “…it had the enough amount of punch lines and the pop out dead bodies with the gruesome blood play was awesome and the way the girls shrieked that was the - “
Jaejoong’s kissing him and Yunho’s kissing back. It’s heated, passionate and breathy. Yunho moans into the kiss and Jaejoong moves to sit on his lap; he straddles the taller man, fingers playing with his shirt’s fabric. Yunho’s skin feels warm against Jaejoong’s old fingers. “Uhhh Yunho…” Jaejoong holds Yunho’s face when Yunho’s busy leaving marks all over Jaejoong’s pale chest. “Stop…” Jaejoong moans, arms circling around Yunho’s neck. “God Yunho, please….” Yunho’s lips are over Jaejoong’s again and the feeling is delicious. “Yunho please…just stop”
Jaejoong pulls back and breathes heavily, his hands falling off Yunho’s neck, he stares at Yunho guiltily; “I am sorry.” he says.
“What? Why?” Yunho looks at him, brows furrowed. “Is something wrong?”
“I - cant - I shouldn’t have don’t that.” Jaejoong sighs, getting off Yunho and fixing his shirt. “I think I better leave now.” He says and scurries off, leaving Yunho completely disgruntled and turned on. Yunho realizes life isn’t fair.
-
It’s the shock of his life. Like a bomb is dropped in his heart and the pain just stung as he stared at Jaejuko in Jaejoong’s apartment. She looked at Yunho with wide eyes, her usually neat, tidy hair looked messed and she wore an oversized shirt, an oversized shirt that belonged to Jaejoong.
“Uh…Yunho?” She stuttered trying to smile and fixing her hair.
“Oh hi…” he tried to brave a smile as he tried to fight down his breakfast that seemed to fight it’s way up his pipe. “Is - uh Jaejoong there?”
“Jaejoong?” Jaejuko squeaked. “No - uh, he’s not in right now. Any message you want to give him?”
“Uh - no, that’s okay.” Yunho turns to walk away and just when Jaejuko’s about to close the door he turns to her; “Is Jaejoong your boyfriend?”
She looks taken aback for a moment and Yunho takes her silence as a ‘yes’ and backs off.
“Sorry…” he mumbles. “Just asking.”
-
He doesn’t know what hurts more, Jaejuko, the Jaejuko being Jaejoong’s girlfriend, or Jaejuko being the Jaejoong’s girlfriend.
Jaejoong continues to crash at their apartment, but Yunho and him hardly talk to each other, just the normal greetings and a request to pass the salt from one side of the table to the other.
Junsu, Yoochun and Changmin know that something’s up.
“What’s up, Yunho?” Yoochun asks, sitting down next to his best friend.
“Nothin” Yunho shrugs, trying to burn a whole in the magazine he’s reading.
“Liar.” Junsu says, biting his lip nervously.
“Just please, could you spit it out already before they start crying.” Changmin snarls and the other two nod.
Yunho sighs and throws the magazine he’s holding; “Nothing, just nothing okay. Work’s a bitch so leave me alone.”
He pushes himself off the sofa and storms into the room; he doesn’t what he hates more, the burning passion to kill Jaejuko or the fact that he wants to kill Jaejuko and not Jaejoong. He falls on his bed and sinks into the lush pillow; he decides Jaejoong’s worth more than anyone.
-
He’s pissed drunk.
Wasted.
Stoned.
Gone.
He can’t make out between a person and a pole. He’s drunk.
“Hai Chun…” he splutters into his cell phone and Yoochun sighs from the other end. “Where are you?”
“I am in love and I want to kill his girlfriend.”
“Right, okay. What’s the name of the bar?”
“Chunniie you aint lissin.”
“I am. We can talk better face to face, where are you?”
“Am at this bar place where you get alcohol.”
Yoochun gives up and decides to listen to Yunho through the phone; Yunho sobs on the phone for a good two hours, his battery dies, Yoochun panics, nearly calls the cops when Changmin calls him up and tells him that he’s found Yunho by the local bar, passed out in the middle of the aisle.
-
Yunho needs Jaejoong. That’s all he can think of.
He doesn’t really care if Jaejoong has a girlfriend, men can cheat on their girlfriends, men are supposed to cheat on their girlfriends that’s what keeps the balance in nature and besides it’s not like Yunho’s the other woman for Jaejuko to feel bad, yeah she’s hot and everything, but c’moon Yunho thinks, as he stares at himself in the mirror. I’m hotter
-
What am I doing? Yunho thinks to himself when he rings the doorbell to Jaejoong’s apartment; this isn’t right.
He waits for Jaejoong, Jaejuko, someone, anyone to open the door, but no one opens the door. He sighs and tries ringing the door bell again, no answer. He slides down the door and decides to wait. It’s ridiculous, his apartment is right next door and he knows he can wait inside, but somehow he doesn’t budge from Jaejoong’s door.
He dozes off and feels someone poking him, he jolts when he sees Jaejuko’s face inches away from his own.
“Oh Jaejuko, hi.” He rubs his eyes and stands up. “Um, where’s Jaejoong?”
Jaejuko stares at him like there are monkeys dancing on his face and giggles and Yunho thinks it’s familiar. “Why don’t you come in, Yunho?” She unlocks the door and gestures him to come in and he carefully steps into the familiar apartment and spins around when Jaejuko locks the door behind them.
“Um, Jaejuko….what are - “
She giggles and wraps her arms around Yunho; “You are so cute, you know that?” She leans in forward and her lips nearly touches Yunho’s when he pushes her away.
“What - what are you doing?” He takes a step back, eyes wide. “You are Jaejoong’s girlfriend and I respect that.”
Jaejuko frowns and squints at Yunho; “Quit playing around.”
“Who’s playing around?”
“Yunho, seriously.”
“What? What are you saying?”
“Are you really that stupid?”
Yunho frowns, he hates her already. “Look, I came her to see Jaejoong and I would appreciate it if you tell me where he is.”
“You are staring at him, you dumbfuck.”
There is a moment of silence that passes by them, where Yunho feels like crying, laughing, breaking stuff and running into walls.
“What?”
“There is no Jaejuko”
“Right.”
Jaejuko(?) sighs, stuffs her hand into her dress; “Woah, woah, woah woah” Yunho screams, shutting his eyes. “Jaejuko, what the hell ar- “ He stops when he feels something hit his face.
“It’s a padded bra, you moron and plus I stuff it with tissues.”
Yunho stares - stares- at the lingerie on the floor and clears his throat. “I - uh…”
“I thought you knew.” Jaejoong shrugs.
“How can you just presume it?”
“I didn’t presume it, when you came to the apartment the other day, I thought you caught me.”
“This is crazy, wait till the boys hear about this…”
“They know.”
“What?”
“They know.”
“What the fuck? No really, what the actual fuck?”
“Junsu knew because of the whole theatre schedule, Yoochun saw the bras in my wardrobe, Changmin knew the moment he saw me that I was the waitress at the restaurant.”
“So why didn’t anyone tell me?”
“We thought you knew. You’re stupid, sorry.”
Yunho grins sheepishly, pouts a little and runs his hand through his hair; “I feel like an idiot.”
“You should, you are one.” Jaejoong huffs.
“Sorry.”
Jaejoong laughs a little and clacks over to Yunho and wraps himself around the taller man; “But you’re cute, we can work something out.”
Yunho blushes lightly and Jaejoong kisses him roughly and Yunho tastes the lipstick on his lips; “So why the cross dressing?” He asks, leaving butterfly kisses along Jaejoong’s jaw.
“I need more money, the restaurant needs more customers.” Jaejoong whispers, fingers messing up Yunho’s hair.
“I think you are hotter as Jaejoong.” Yunho smiles against Jaejoong’s neck, nibbling it a bit.
Jaejoong pulls back, frowns a bit and lightly hits Yunho’s chest; “Oppa, you’re so mean.” He pouts.
“Don’t call me that…ew.” Yunho winces, pulling Jaejoong flush against his body.
“Oppaa…” Jaejoong spells it out, in a dangerously low whisper; “Oppa, I need you.” He giggles and Yunho pins Jaejoong against the door.
“We are going to have to take you out of this dress, first.” Yunho smirks, pressing his lips against Jaejoong’s.
“We don’t, you do.” Jaejoong laughs.
-
Author’s Notes:
Yeah, so they have sex and I can’t write smut, if anyone is willing to I will love you and I will give you my first born.
That’s all♥.