Reality
Title: Reality
Pairing: OT5, Yoosu, JaeChun!bff
Rating: G
Genre: Angst, Fluff
Quote:
“What are you up to?”
Jaejoong stopped checking his cell phone and looked up to meet Yoochun’s eyes, “Just waiting on a text.”
“Here,” Yoochun extended an arm to hand Jaejoong a beer.
Jaejoong accepted the cold, sweating bottle with a smile. No need for a ‘thank you’ because, well, they’re brothers.
“You’ve been texting a lot lately. Who’s it with?” Yoochun inquired as he settled comfortably on the black, leather couch.
But Jaejoong knew that Yoochun was never truly comfortable, not until the day all five of them could come back together and be a family again.
“Yunho.”
Yoochun stopped halfway with his cold beer, the top of the bottle barely touching his pink lips. “Yunho?” he repeated, needing to say the name because he was afraid of losing it.
Jaejoong nodded softly, circling the beer bottle with both hands as if to protect it. A cold droplet of sweat slipped from the top of the bottle to lose itself on Jaejoong’s skin, unable to reach the base of the glass container.
“I’ve been texting with him. I wanted to know how he’s doing. I wanted to know how Changmin is doing,” the older man murmured softly.
Yoochun cuddled the beer bottle in his own hands, no longer wanting to taste the bitter flavor of the alcohol. He remembered how devastated Jaejoong had been back then when he’d tried calling the two, only to get the message that those two cell phone numbers no longer existed.
“I miss them.”
“I do too.”
“Junsu woke me up in the middle of the night yesterday, almost kicked me off the bed. He wanted to tell me that he had a dream about us. All five of Us. Together. Singing.”
“I wish I could have that same dream.”
Yoochun’s lips curved into a small smile as he slipped off the leather couch and settled on the floor next to Jaejoong. He placed both of their beer bottles on the coffee table and pulled Jaejoong into his arms.
“I know my hugs aren’t as warm as Yunho hyung’s, but we’ll just have to settle on this for now,” the younger man whispered. “Only until the dream becomes reality again.”
Pairing: OT5, Yoosu, JaeChun!bff
Rating: G
Genre: Angst, Fluff
Quote:
“What are you up to?”
Jaejoong stopped checking his cell phone and looked up to meet Yoochun’s eyes, “Just waiting on a text.”
“Here,” Yoochun extended an arm to hand Jaejoong a beer.
Jaejoong accepted the cold, sweating bottle with a smile. No need for a ‘thank you’ because, well, they’re brothers.
“You’ve been texting a lot lately. Who’s it with?” Yoochun inquired as he settled comfortably on the black, leather couch.
But Jaejoong knew that Yoochun was never truly comfortable, not until the day all five of them could come back together and be a family again.
“Yunho.”
Yoochun stopped halfway with his cold beer, the top of the bottle barely touching his pink lips. “Yunho?” he repeated, needing to say the name because he was afraid of losing it.
Jaejoong nodded softly, circling the beer bottle with both hands as if to protect it. A cold droplet of sweat slipped from the top of the bottle to lose itself on Jaejoong’s skin, unable to reach the base of the glass container.
“I’ve been texting with him. I wanted to know how he’s doing. I wanted to know how Changmin is doing,” the older man murmured softly.
Yoochun cuddled the beer bottle in his own hands, no longer wanting to taste the bitter flavor of the alcohol. He remembered how devastated Jaejoong had been back then when he’d tried calling the two, only to get the message that those two cell phone numbers no longer existed.
“I miss them.”
“I do too.”
“Junsu woke me up in the middle of the night yesterday, almost kicked me off the bed. He wanted to tell me that he had a dream about us. All five of Us. Together. Singing.”
“I wish I could have that same dream.”
Yoochun’s lips curved into a small smile as he slipped off the leather couch and settled on the floor next to Jaejoong. He placed both of their beer bottles on the coffee table and pulled Jaejoong into his arms.
“I know my hugs aren’t as warm as Yunho hyung’s, but we’ll just have to settle on this for now,” the younger man whispered. “Only until the dream becomes reality again.”