[FANFIC] If it matters
Pairing: Jaejoong/Changmin
Rating: PG
Genre: Angst / Romance
Summary: Jaejoong’s a puzzle, Changmin wants to solve him.
This was because of pikasu DD8
When Changmin first sees Jaejoong, he’s wearing a shirt twice his size, holds a cigarette in his hand and he hums along to the song he’s listening to. Changmin gives him a quick once over and turns away and hopes he never has to see that boy again; there is something very dark about him and Changmin doesn’t like it but they end up in a group together and Changmin doesn’t talk to him for the first three months.
Jaejoong is mysterious, he’s odd, like a fish out of water, he’s beautiful and delicate, he sings like there is nothing else he can do and he cooks to prove it’s false, he’s wrong in the right way and Changmin expects him to grow wings and fly, he’s like the sunshine, he’s bright and necessary but he could burn anything when required. He’s a puzzle, he’s never balanced, he doesn’t need anything to complete him, because he is perfect in every imperfect way, they say people’s eyes are windows to their souls, Changmin thinks that the windows to Jaejoong’s soul are closed and it always was.
Changmin sees Jaejoong in the balcony, a usual cigarette propped between his fingers, his white tank sticking to his well defined body and in a heated conversation with Yoochun. Changmin sits on the sofa, sipping on his carton of apple juice and stares at the best friends, but he stares mostly at Jaejoong. The smoke he huffs out spirals around his face and it makes him look prettier; the light breeze plays tugs Jaejoong’s hair and Changmin watches Jaejoong lightly shiver. Yunho and Junsu are busy trying to beat each other at some video game and they are throwing profanities at each other and Yoochun slides the door open and politely asks them to shut the fuck up and Jaejoong looks over from his shoulder and Changmin and him have eye contact, they hold it for a while and Jaejoong smiles carelessly and Changmin thinks there is nothing more freeing then Jaejoong’s smile.
Changmin one day walks in one Jaejoong and Yunho ferociously kissing all wrapped around each other and the way Jaejoong moans out Yunho’s name, hands tangled in between Yunho’s brown locks and Changmin watches how Jaejoong fits into Yunho, fits so perfectly; Changmin turns on his heels and walks off, his head storming with thoughts of whether or not Jaejoong would look perfect under him, sound so sensuous taking his name. He watches how subtly Jaejoong and Yunho throw hints at each other and flirt with each other and touch each other and stand by each other when there is no camera and Changmin thinks it’s normal that he wants to kick Yunho every now and then.
When the three leave, Changmin’s glad Jaejoong’s not around, at least that way he doesn’t know what he’s missing out on. He hardly talks to Yunho for a month, completely gets out of contact and when he does meet Yunho, he kisses him. Presses him against the wall, pins his wrists tightly and savors on his lips; they are breathless at the end, Yunho is breathing heavily and Changmin swears he can see Jaejoong in Yunho’s eyes.
Jaejoong still haunts Changmin, haunts him in his dreams, in his thoughts, in his mind; he’s everywhere though he isn’t anywhere and Changmin can’t sleep, can’t eat, can’t sing, can’t breathe Jaejoong frees him, Jaejoong eases him; Changmin wants Jaejoong to be around but at the same time not. It’s always Jaejoong (and Jaejoong and Jaejoong and Jaejoong.)
The shrill of the ring cuts through the silence and wakes up Jaejoong with a jolt;
“Hello…”
“If I tell you I love you…what would you do?”
“…Changmin?”
“If I tell you I love you and that I need you and that I can’t live with out…what would you do?”
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author’s notes:
One: WHAT IS THIS?
Two : Read this pikasu’s @ crosswards it’s way better.
Three: Next time I take up a challenge, I am thinking twice.
Four: Next time we are including chun_ji
Rating: PG
Genre: Angst / Romance
Summary: Jaejoong’s a puzzle, Changmin wants to solve him.
This was because of pikasu DD8
When Changmin first sees Jaejoong, he’s wearing a shirt twice his size, holds a cigarette in his hand and he hums along to the song he’s listening to. Changmin gives him a quick once over and turns away and hopes he never has to see that boy again; there is something very dark about him and Changmin doesn’t like it but they end up in a group together and Changmin doesn’t talk to him for the first three months.
Jaejoong is mysterious, he’s odd, like a fish out of water, he’s beautiful and delicate, he sings like there is nothing else he can do and he cooks to prove it’s false, he’s wrong in the right way and Changmin expects him to grow wings and fly, he’s like the sunshine, he’s bright and necessary but he could burn anything when required. He’s a puzzle, he’s never balanced, he doesn’t need anything to complete him, because he is perfect in every imperfect way, they say people’s eyes are windows to their souls, Changmin thinks that the windows to Jaejoong’s soul are closed and it always was.
Changmin sees Jaejoong in the balcony, a usual cigarette propped between his fingers, his white tank sticking to his well defined body and in a heated conversation with Yoochun. Changmin sits on the sofa, sipping on his carton of apple juice and stares at the best friends, but he stares mostly at Jaejoong. The smoke he huffs out spirals around his face and it makes him look prettier; the light breeze plays tugs Jaejoong’s hair and Changmin watches Jaejoong lightly shiver. Yunho and Junsu are busy trying to beat each other at some video game and they are throwing profanities at each other and Yoochun slides the door open and politely asks them to shut the fuck up and Jaejoong looks over from his shoulder and Changmin and him have eye contact, they hold it for a while and Jaejoong smiles carelessly and Changmin thinks there is nothing more freeing then Jaejoong’s smile.
Changmin one day walks in one Jaejoong and Yunho ferociously kissing all wrapped around each other and the way Jaejoong moans out Yunho’s name, hands tangled in between Yunho’s brown locks and Changmin watches how Jaejoong fits into Yunho, fits so perfectly; Changmin turns on his heels and walks off, his head storming with thoughts of whether or not Jaejoong would look perfect under him, sound so sensuous taking his name. He watches how subtly Jaejoong and Yunho throw hints at each other and flirt with each other and touch each other and stand by each other when there is no camera and Changmin thinks it’s normal that he wants to kick Yunho every now and then.
When the three leave, Changmin’s glad Jaejoong’s not around, at least that way he doesn’t know what he’s missing out on. He hardly talks to Yunho for a month, completely gets out of contact and when he does meet Yunho, he kisses him. Presses him against the wall, pins his wrists tightly and savors on his lips; they are breathless at the end, Yunho is breathing heavily and Changmin swears he can see Jaejoong in Yunho’s eyes.
Jaejoong still haunts Changmin, haunts him in his dreams, in his thoughts, in his mind; he’s everywhere though he isn’t anywhere and Changmin can’t sleep, can’t eat, can’t sing, can’t breathe Jaejoong frees him, Jaejoong eases him; Changmin wants Jaejoong to be around but at the same time not. It’s always Jaejoong (and Jaejoong and Jaejoong and Jaejoong.)
The shrill of the ring cuts through the silence and wakes up Jaejoong with a jolt;
“Hello…”
“If I tell you I love you…what would you do?”
“…Changmin?”
“If I tell you I love you and that I need you and that I can’t live with out…what would you do?”
-
author’s notes:
One: WHAT IS THIS?
Two : Read this pikasu’s @ crosswards it’s way better.
Three: Next time I take up a challenge, I am thinking twice.
Four: Next time we are including chun_ji