Author: Shriya_4
Pairing: Yoochun/Changmin, slight! Yunho/Jaejoong and a teeny tiny bit of Kyuhyun/Changmin.
Genre: AU, Romance, Fluff, slight! Angst, humor
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Language
Disclaimer: I want to own them and marry them..but i can't so well..they belong to themselves.
Summary: He confessed-> He got painfully rejected-> He left-> He’s back-> And boy are things going to hell…T_T
Prologue:
Changmin stood in front of Yoochun with his head bent down in a form painfully akin to defeat. He took in several deep breaths before begging for the umpteenth time, hoping and praying that the other would give in to his request.
“H-hyung, p-please re-consider, I know I’ve been bothering you with this everyday but I r-really really like you. I’ve been in love with you for the past three years…please give me a chance?”
But Yoochun had had enough.
He slammed the shy boy against the locker and ignored the feeling of guilt that invaded his heart as he watched the younger's teeth rattle from the force of the shove, “Listen here Changmin, I’ve had enough of this. I’ve tolerated it because you're my best friend’s brother…but not anymore."
"..."
"You disgust me…your persistence annoys me and your whiney voice is enough to torture my ears for weeks. I’ve tried to be patient with you…but enough is enough. Get over this stupid, weird infatuation you have with me…move the fuck on…and understand this…I never have nor will I ever have feelings for you, are we clear?”
Yoochun then turned away, feeling disgusted with himself and shoved the younger boy aside, leaving the other to sink listlessly to the floor as he walked away.
After what seemed like hours, the younger boy calmed himself down enough for him to come to some semblance of a decision.
He reached into his pocket and pulled out his cell-phone and waited patiently for the other person to pick up his call.
“I’ll take up the offer," he whispered hoarsely.
“Yes…I’m sure. “
“Yes…Yes I realise that, thank you…thank you for this opportunity.'
When he heard the other person hang up, he let the phone fall to the ground with a resounding 'thud'.
The damaged boy wrapped his arms around his head and rested his chin against his knees, letting the last of his tears soak up his worn jeans.
This is for the best.
I know it is.
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A/N I'm back with a new one...and this is for my poor
simplyplanwho has been dying for some good old Yoomin <3
Tell me what you'll thought about it...and Yoochun's such an adorable piece of shit in this chapter isn't he?...but oh well :P