Yunho and Yoochun
So I'm sitting here with nothing to do (I have no life) and I decided to try and write a Hochun fanfic without angst and rape and all those horrible things I seem to be so good at. I've come to the conclusion that Yunho is a big softy and a sweet guy and therefore it's not possible for me to write him as a bad guy or have him be the recipient of the Chun's pimphand (not too mention that I am a sucker for bribes of dolphin plushies and cookies - I prefer chocolate chips and peanut butter, thank you!).
So I'm going to attempt something a bit different. I hope you like it.
Yunho and Yoochun: a special friendship
What can I say about you, my friend? You are my brother. You care for me. You look after me when I am sick. Sometimes I feel like a burden. I know I am lazy and I don't like to work hard. You are older and wiser. Sometimes you scold me but you are never angry. You always encourage me to do my best. You are a leader. You are always there for me. I can confide in you. You always listen. We are always doing things together and enjoying each others company. We laugh together and sometimes cry together. We have been through some rough times. Times when I felt like giving up. Times when I cried like a child. You were always there to hold me and give me comfort. The warmth of your body and the strength of your arms around me always give me the courage to carry on. Some say we love each other too much. Young men shouldn't love this way. What do they know of our love? Nothing. Let them say what they will. You are my rock, my salvation, my saving grace. Without your leadership and support I am nothing. You will always be there for me. Take me by the hand and lead me. I will always follow you, my friend, my brother, my love.....I am your Chunnie, forever.....
What can I say about Yoochun? He makes me laugh! But he also makes me mad! But not too mad. It's hard to be angry with someone like him. His sweet smile and those precious eyes; eyes too often filled with tears. I do hate to see my Chunnie cry. His angelic face and mischievous behavior endear him to me. Always sleepy, always lazy. I have to push him so hard sometimes, and when I push him too much, he breaks down. So delicate, my Chunnie. Like a flower. A pretty flower dancing in the wind, this way and that. Bright and cheery one moment, elegant and exotic the next. Sometimes he is so solemn. Brooding. Emotional. Childlike. Such is Yoochun. My wayward friend. His beauty makes me cry sometimes. His voice sends shivers down my spine. I ache for the gentle touch of his fingers; so long, so slender, so talented. He has a something indescribable. A special charm. Charisma. Despite his slight build and his delicate features, he exudes a kind of sexuality than can only be described in one word. Manly. My ladies man. I can see why the girls adore him. They want to hold him and comfort him too. They want to love him, as I do. Yes, I love Yoochun. I love him dearly...my sweet, delicate flower.....