Source Code [Part 1]
Summary:
There is a modern proverb says that once you become a programmer, you have no life. Park Yoochun is a programmer.
Cast:
Park Yoochun and Kim Junsu
Genre:
Approximately humor (I hope it's a Sci-Fi, urgh, it's my dream, but.. Maybe next time.)
Warning:
Un-beta-ed
This story contains a lot of trite words that might cause you to feel nausea, dizzy, confusion, and the urge to punch the wall. (So, punch the wall, don't punch me)
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Hi everyone. This is my first time writing a fanfiction. I am so nervous and feel dizzy. Ok, maybe no. I used to be and still be a silent reader. Haha.
This fic was inspired by real life events. But most of parts are just exaggerated for the story's interest.
P.S My Grammar Suck (^_^")
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A 28 years old man, wearing a loose black shirt and his brown sweatpants, was sitting on his swivel chair, left leg was raised, his chin rested on it. Eyes focused on one of dual monitors that he has been staring at for hours. He frowned for a while, thinking, before he type a few more lines of codes before he pressed CTRL+S. He looked at the other monitor. He reached his mouse, filling some textfields with some random numbers before he clicked the 'Execute' button. He observed the result, making sure it was correct. It was correct but he wasn't satisfied. He has tried again with different numbers for several times. All were correct. He smiled smugly.
He reached his Superman printed mug which placed beside his mouse. He put it into his mouth just to find that the mug was empty. He sighed and put his mug down. He straighten his sit position. Stretching his back, neck and knuckles. Blinking for a moment before he stood up, one his hand on his waist, another one holding the mug.
He walked to the kitchen that is located across his workroom. He opened the fridge, pouring cold water to his mug. He felt like his brain was overheating somehow. He gulped the water at a time. Put this mug on the sink. Then he burped.
"Feel more fresh?"
A voice startled him.
"Holy script! Junsu, you scared me!", he walked toward the man called Junsu who wore a baby blue color pajama.
Junsu chuckled.
"Have you done with your codes, Sir?", Junsu asked when the other man pushed him in to their bedroom.
"Yep. There are still a few moduls I have to make though. I'll continue tomorrow. But, after I finish all of this -", Junsu feet met the bed, he tripped with the other man hovering him while smirking. "- we will get our long long long sexy trip."
Junsu chuckled again, feeling amused.
"Well.. That will be a 3 days trip to Maldives but that is not a sexy trip. It is a romantic trip.", Junsu stated.
"What is the different?", said the man above Junsu. Junsu pushed him to the other side of their bed, switching the position. He laid his head on the other's chest.
"Stop being perverted!", Junsu poked the man's waist who yelp in reaction.
"What was that for?", the man whined like a kid.
"Yoochun-ah, do you remember the way you proposed me?", Junsu asked out of sudden.
"Junsu.. Don’t make me remember that.. It's embarrassing", Yoochun groaned, flipping his body, his back on Junsu.
"Oh, come on~ It was cute! And romantic! Even though I didn't really understand at that time.", Junsu pulled Yoochun's shoulder so Yoochun could see him.
"But you knew I typed an error on that script?", Yoochun inquired.
"Blame all your sticky notes on my locker! You made me asking here and there, learning the code just to get to know what did you mean.", Junsu smiled at the memories.
"Because I didn’t know what to write. I'm not a poet. That was all I could do. Besides, I like your expression when you got those notes. Clueless and confuse Junsu was so priceless. ", Yoochun chuckled.
"Yah! You made me look stupid indeed!", Junsu said with a pout.
/*** Flashback Start ***
Yoochun and Junsu has been a couple since their sophomore. No one ever thought that Yoochun, a nerd-and-soon-to-be-a-legally-programmer, would be fell in love with Junsu, a student of literature. Their world were too far apart. Their classes were in opposite area. Their schedules were different. There was no chance for them to met each other. But the fate made it happened.
Yoochun used to left a sticky notes on Junsu's locker. The notes with romantic words on it. Or.. So that Yoochun thought.
private static String nameInMyHeart = "Kim Junsu";
Was the very first sticky notes that Junsu has received. He surprised and confused. He surprised because he had no idea who would put a note like that on his locker and he confused because he had no idea.. what the note's mean. Even though it was quite easy to be understand. But Junsu was being Junsu. He observed it for a while before he decided to ask his cousins, Yunho, who was a computer scientist.
"There is a variable named nameInMyHeart. It declared as a private, means the variable is used only on its class or its function. It is static, means will not be changed during the program runs. The variable initialized with your name. Someone is hitting on you.", Yunho said with an amused smile on his face.
That made Junsu's cheek blushing all day long. He thanked his cousin and took back the note. He saved it inside his locker.
The following days, there were more and more sticky notes.
do{
willLoving(nameInMyHeart);
heartBeat ++;
}while (death != true);
Again, Junsu asked his cousin.
"It means that this person will loving you throughout his/her life.", Yunho said.
Junsu couldn't concentrate for weeks because of it. Junsu was happy yet scared. Whenever he read the notes, he felt there are butterflies in his stomach. It's uncomfortable.. In a good way. But he also scared. What if someone is just making fun with him?
Junsu only asked to Yunho whenever the notes contains script or some programming phrases that he didn't understand. When a note with "Kim Junsu, are you a Wi-fi? Because I feel connected" sentence left on his locker, Junsu didn’t need to ask Yunho, yet he laughed so hard on the spot. Not laughing at whoever wrote the note but that one was just hilarious.
Or when a sticky note like, "Are you a computer keyboard? Because you are my type."
Or like, "I think you are my compiler. My life wouldn't start without you."
Or, "Are you an exception? Let me catch you."
Junsu didn’t know if he should laugh or cry but what he knew that every single notes he received just made his day.
When Junsu was getting to used to his secret admire. One day the notes stopped coming. Junsu felt so sad. He didn’t know the sender yet. He felt lost.
One week. Two weeks. And then a month. Junsu wondered if the person that said will loving him for the rest of her/his life was not love him anymore. What he has been scaring for just happened. Someone was maybe -really- just making fun with him.
*** Flashback End ***/
"How could you do that to me?", Junsu nagged.
"Well, yea.. You knew that I loved to see your troubled face. And -- OW"
Junsu poked his husband's waist harder than before.
"Ok ok-- I was.. Jealous?", He stated or more to asked.
"With who?", Junsu was curious.
"Err-- That Yunho guy."
"You've got to be kidding me.." Junsu said, squinting his eyes.
"You left me no choice! Whenever I sent you the notes, you would just run to him, asked to him. The more you asked him, the more you both spent your time together. I didn’t like it."
"That's make sense. But you knew he's my cousin."
"I knew... But I can't help.", Yoochun said truthfully.
"Uh-huh. So..?"
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Part 2 - End