Leap Year 2/?
366 Days
January 2; Day 2
Junsu rolled over groggily with a certain fogginess in his eyes. "What? It's barely past midnight," he gritted through his teeth as he looked at the clock on his bed side table. "I need you," Hyukjae said and the older man looked at Junsu and the younger's eyes softened. He opened his arms and let the other into his bed. "Come here." The older man climbed into his bed and Junsu nuzzled his face into the soft, crimson hair. He smiled a little at the smell of strawberries, and drifted off back to sleep.
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Junsu woke up to Hyukjae smacking him softly on his face. "Stop it," the younger moaned. He turned over to the bedside table to make sure the older didn't wake him up at an unreasonable time again. He sighed in relief upon finding out that it wasn't too early, and, he, in fact, actually needed to get up now. For university. His new university. His university without Hyukjae. His best friend isn't there. Not anymore. He sat up in his bed, realizing it would be futile and a fruitless attempt if he tried to get the elder to stop, so he sat up and shrugged his shoulders, trying to get the aching tiredness out of them.
"I'm up, up... I am up, Hyuk." The elder looked at the tired man curiously.
"What is it?" The older of two looked down. "No. Nothing. Just looking at you...your face." Junsu laughed throatily. "I always knew you liked my face." Hyukjae sneered and stood up from his position on the bed. "Hyuk?" The older looked down at Junsu. "What?" The younger stood up from his position on the bed. "We should get ready for classes, or we'll be late. Besides, you have a longer walk than me." The older nodded. "Okay."
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Junsu cursed as he looked around campus. He had forgotten the route he took yesterday. He was hoping someone would come up to him like what happened yesterday. Maybe even someone as cute as yesterday. What was his name again? Crap! He was cute! How could I forget his name?! Cute. Cute. He called me cute. Without realizing it, Junsu's face broke into a large grin.
Come on! Someone talk to me! Please! Junsu turned to look at the people walking behind him, back to the people in front of him. Someone. Someone. Please.
Junsu sighed as he realized he would have to confront someone. He cleared his throat, mustered up a tiny bit of courage, turned towards the person who has made their way right beside him, and managed a small, yet, clear "excuse me". The man turned to him and Junsu could almosy gasp at the beauty. "Yes?" He stood stunned, yet it came to his mind he should talk because the man was looking bewildered at him, his big eyes blinking in seemingly innocent confusion. "Um, I'm kind of... um... lost, a-and I was w-wondering i-if-."
"I thought maybe you found me sexy and was stuttering in front of me because of that, but now I'm guessing you just have a stuttering problem?" Junsu turned around with wide eyes and a pounding heart. His heartbeat increased as he saw the face. He knew he recognized that sexy voice from somewhere. "Oh! H-hi... y-you." The other looked at Junsu with a smiling face, phased by the sudden downturn of the corners of his lips, but as soon as there, it was gone and that smile was back. "Hmm, you forgot my name? That's odd. Usually the only people who forget my name is from the sluts I meet during one night stands." There is a low chuckle, almost as low as soft wind howling and Junsu has to turn around to register that it was the pretty man. "W-what?" His stuttering wasn't out of nervousness, more than less out of confusion.
"I'm implying that maybe you don't have a stuttering problem, and maybe you were stuttering because you thought-or, rather, think-I was sexy, and now you are stuttering because you think he is also sexy." The man behind Junsu put walked up to the sexy-voiced man Junsu still can't remember the name of. "Basically he's saying, maybe you don't have a stuttering problem and you're just a shy slut." The pretty man smiled and still held the aura of innocence but Junsu was sure this man was nothing but innocent. Junsu didn't know wether he should smile or feel offended. There was a slight moment of silence before the sexy-voice man burst into laughter. "I was kidding, also, my name is Yoochun. Don't forget it if we meet again." Junsu nodded. Yoochun, he said to himself so it would imprint itself into his brain.
"So... why'd you stop him, anyway?" Junsu was about to answer but when he realized Yoochun wasn't talking to him, he was confused, and for some reason he was embarrassed."I didn't stop him, Chunnie. He stopped me." Chunnie. I wish I could call him by a nickname. Sexy voice. Yeah. That's it. "Sexy Voice" that's a good nickname. Sexy Voice. Hey! Sexy Voice, I like your ass! Yeah, I kind of watched it moving as you walked away yesterday. Sexy. Ugh! Junsu! What are you doing?! They're talking! Listen! Wait! Why are they looking at me?! What did I miss? "Well?" "W-what?" Sexy Voice chuckled a little. "Your stuttering is getting really cute." The guy next to Sexy Voice didn't have a reaction. His face stayed blank and his look was astray, but there was and intentness in his eyes, and it was easy to see he was listening.
"Well... what'd you ask me?" There was a soft clapping and finally the pretty looking man looked at the two, out of mild curiosity. "You said a full sentence without a slight mess up in speech." Junsu looked down at his feet and blushed. Out of the corner of his eye he watched the pretty man turn away and yet again stare at seeming nothingness. "Anyway, I asked you why you stopped my friend here." Junsu looked at the pretty man before it dawned on him. He needs to get to classes! Well, technically classes haven't started yet, but he's spent quite a while chatting with these men and he needs to get there soon. "I forgot where my class is," Junsu said with a dash of shame.
Sexy Voice chuckled. "Well, lucky for you, I remember what your class is, and I can take you there." The pretty man turned towards Sexy Voice. "That's kind of creepy." "Be quiet, Jae. I'm not creepy." "Jae" looked at Junsu then back to Yoochun. "I feel bad for you, when he sees something he likes, he goes all out. He finds out what they do during the day, what they're interested in, what type of people they like, if they drink, their beliefs, and a lot more. Surprisingly he does all of this without ever talking to the person." Junsu's eyes were wide and widened more when the pretty man grabbed the back of his head after a hand collided with it. "Shut up, Jae."
The mentioned man narrowed his eyes towards the other. "You can't call me a nickname if you're going to be mean to me." Sexy Voice stuck out his tongue. "Don't talk to me Jae, I need to get Su to his class." Junsu blushed at the nickname. "Fine then," says the pretty man. He turns toward Junsu and smiles. He bows slightly. "My name is Jaejoong, by the way. NIce to meet you." Junsu nods and smiles too, bowing in return, except, a deeper bow. He's about to say his name even though he's pretty sure by now the other knows his name, but before he even gets the chance to talk, he is interrupted by Jaejoong."Nice meeting you, Junsu.I have to go now." He smiled at Junsu and then turned towards Sexy Voice. "I gotta go, Chunnie. Don't be weird with him." Sexy Voice rolled his eyes. "Whatever," he said with a rude tone, followed by a laugh. Jaejoong laughed, patted Junsu on the shoulder with an apologetic look and walked away. Junsu smiled to himself and walked along side with the other.
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Junsu sat in his class with his hand against his cheek and boredom in his eyes. This class wasn't that fun. Not like classes at his other school. He remembers clearly the laughter that was evoked from their teacher who would continuously would comment on their forms. He remembers distinctly the conversation he had with his teacher over his body. It causes him to blush when he remembers it. The way the other would tell him his ass was the best part of his body. He shook his head slightly and looked forward to pay attention to his teacher again. "You can't focus either, huh?" Junsu looked next to him with a look of uncertainty. He smiled softly at the handsome face. "Yeah, I mean... no. Not really," Junsu says in a hushed tone.
"Hmm, you have an odd voice. I like it." The other smiles and Junsu feels a little offended but the other smiles and Junsu sees a hint of fang and he realizes it doesn't matter. The boyish charm the other radiates makes his face hard to be upset with. "Thanks?" The other man doesn't assure him it is a compliment but instead smiles and nods his head for no apparent reason, but it probably makes sense somehow, in his own mind. The conversation is dead from then and they don't speak another word to each other for that class. Junsu wishes he at least asked the other his name.
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His fingers tapped rapidly on the table as he waited for the man he looked forward to talking to come home. Hyuk, come home. Hyuk. Hy`uk. Hyukjae! Gawd. I talk to myself a lot. I should stop that. I argue with myself too. Is that weird. No. It isn't. Yeah. It is. No! No it isn't. Shut up! Oh my gosh! I am annoying! Does Hyuk find me this annoying? Hyuk. Hyukjae. Come home! Gawd! I need to shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Am I crazy? Is that it? is tjat why I talk to myself so much? Hmm. I wonder. Blank. Blank. Blank. Blank. Blank. Blank. Who was that guy today? He was cute, his fang and all. Like a puppy. Puppies are cute. So am I, supposedly. I can't believe Sexy Voice called me cute! Wait. What was his name again? His friend's name is Jaejoong. Why can't I remember his name though? I think he's cute but I can't even remember his name. There must be something wrong with me. Wait. haven't I already said this? My thoughts are very childish. Like a teenage girl. Is that weird? Yeah. Probably.
"Junsu. Are you talking to yourself in your head again?" Junsu jumped and turned around in his chair, almost falling off in the process. "No." Hyukjae raised and eyebrow at the younger and Junsu looked down in defeat and a bit of shame. "Is that so weird?" Hyukjae laughed. "Yes, a little, but according to what you told me before, you've been battling that thought with yourself for a while now, haven't you?" Junsu sighed. "Yes. Sadly I was just arguing with myself over this." Hyukjae chuckled.
"How are you going to be a psychologist if you talk to yourself?" Junsu sneered in defense. "Be quiet. Don't make me feel bad about myself." Hyukjae smiled and laughed.