[fic] Teenage Dream
Title: Teenage Dream
Genre: romance/humour/fluff
Chapters: 2/?
Rating: R
Pairings: YunJae/?
Summary: Yunho's young and eager. Yunho's too young and too eager for Jaejoong
a/n: I updated the masterlist. Hallelujah. That was hard
Jaejoong's having an existential crisis. He's a rational man who knows what he wants out of his life. He has his close circle of friends, his studio apartment, his favorite bar...
'Seventeen, huh?' Yoochun asks and Jaejoong burst into tears.
'Oh my god I'm old'
'That's what worries you, though? Not that you slept with a minor whose parents kicked him out of the house?'
'Oh, yes, and that' Jaejoong sighs and downs a bottle of soju. This is really hard on him because he doesn't want to be a pedofile and he never asked to become one. He never even looked at guys a couple years apart and now... now it's quite ironical. He likes his men old and manly and, while Yunho is relatively manly, he's not old.
'So where's the kids now?'
'Home'
'Good. Parents took him back?'
'No. My home'
'Fuck'
Yeah. Jaejoong's pretty aware that he's digging himself a grave here but Yunho slept outside his door and looked at him with those big brown eyes in the morning, his lip protruding, and he couldn't say no. It felt like kicking a puppy and he's not a guy who kicks puppies.
'You're aware you could be arrested, right? If his relatives start looking for him and the police comes barging in, please don't call me, ok?'
'Ok, yes. Wait. No. Fuck you, Chun. I'm aware that this is a bit messy but oh my god can't you be a little more supportive?'
'You keep using the word god. I don't think it means what you think it does'
Admittedly, Yoochun has a reason to think him crazy. If their roles were reversed, he would be saying exactly the same, scolding his friend for messing up his life. But Yoochun doesn't understand. He hasn't seen Yunho because if he had... He swears that kid is a witch. His power of sexy is too much for Jaejoong's maiden heart and whenever he touches him his skin burns.
'Shut up'
'Figure your life out first'
'Fine. I will' Jaejoong nods, pointing at his friend with his empty bottle 'I promise I will figure things out. Today' he adds when Yoochun eyes him suspiciously.
'I will' he mutters, quietly.
___
'Welcome home!'
'No' he groans, slamming the door shut.
Yunho's looking at him with adoration, red roses in his hands, and Jaejoong wants to kill him. This is a disaster, he is a disaster, everything's a disaster. The boy isn't like a dog, Jaejoong decides, no, the boy is a dog, a goddamn puppy. And
Jaejoong loves puppies but he doesn't go around picking them off the streets.
'Listen, kid' he strolls past him, stopping when he spots even more roses in his living room, and stares at them in disbelief.
'Name's Yunho'
'Yeah, whatever's he turns back, rubbing his temples with trembling fingers, 'ok. Listen, Yunho'
'Listening'
'This is not going to work'
At which Yunho's face deflates.
'Today we're going to call your parents or your aunt or a cousin twice removed and I will explain to them that you were lost in the city or something and I was such a kind, responsible adult that I took you in and let you sleep over and now I will drive you home'
'No'
Jaejoong wants to cry. Teenagers are very annoying but this one is a spectacular case. He hasn't done anything that bad in life to deserve this.
'Yunho, Listen. Listen again and listen really careful this time'
He doesn't know where he's found his patience but he goes on.
'We are going to call your parents'
'No'
'And we are going to tell them'
'No'
'That you were not in your right mind'
'No'
'And that' Jaejoong grits his teeth when he sees the next no forming on the boy's lips, 'I am-'
'No'
And he loses it, lunging forward and grabbing Yunho by the collar, slamming him against the wall.
'Are you an idiot, kid? Just listen to what I'm saying! I'm going to get arrested for sleeping with a minor and fuck that will fuck up my entire life and I will rot in the prison while you go on laughing at my misery and just- shit. Why can't you leave me alone'
He doesn't manage to say anything else because he's pulled against Yunho's lips, two warm hands working furiously to undo his shirt.
'Don't' Jaejoong mutters with his face flushed and dick throbbing hard in his pants and this is not going as planned. Nothing really is because he wants Yunho like desert wants the rain. The craving hasn't diminished since he first saw him and his will is weak. He lets himself be led to the bed and falls against the cool sheets, his eyes traveling up the other's form. His mouth waters at the sight of the toned muscles and the heavy dick proudly swinging free when the boy pulls down his underwear. Someone like him should be illegal. Oh, wait, no- he shouldn't go there.
'Spread your legs for me' Yunho asks and Jaejoong rolls his eyes. That's so cliches he can't help it.
'Did you learn that from a porno?'
'No. I read that from the desire in your eyes'
At which Jaejoong sputters. That's even cheesier than anything Yoochun's come up with and Yoochun's pretty much the greasiest guy he knows. Speaking of which...
'Yunho, we really can't'
He's pretty determined now if not a little regretful. In any other situation, like when he's drunk and unaware of what the legal age is, he would fuck the kid in a heartbeat, but he is not drunk and this is not right and he's not a hormonal teenager anymore. He can control this. Maybe. Probably. Hopefully.
'We can' Yunho whines, his hands falling to Jaejoong's thighs, trying to coerce his legs open and he's persistent, he will give him that, but absolutely hopeless.
'Stop it'
'Nooo'
'Yunho. Stop it'
Defeated, Yunho stops. He sits on the bed, his cock angrily swinging with him, and Jaejoong knows exactly why he felt so sore yesterday. He's not that small himself but this kid is in a category on its own.
'Ok' Jaejoong sighs as the kid turns away from him, 'you have to understand'
'Understand what?' Yunho's looking at him, staring so intensely Jaejoong's afraid he will burn to the ground. He's amazed at the level of self control Yunho has and would applaud him if it didn't seem like mocking.
'You're too young'
'I'm not. And what's too young anyway? My birthday's in two weeks'
'And mine's in two days but that's not the point'
'Really?' the kid's eyes are starting to shine and Jaejoong wants to slap him.
'The point is that you're still in school'
'I will drop out and get a job'
Jaejoong literally facepalms. He can't with this one. He's met teenagers before but this one is strangely determined.
'Yunho-' he looks at him with affection in his eyes, like he's about to put down a dog and has to explain to his young child that the puppy will go to heaven now. Yunho's really sweet, it's heartbreaking, really, but it's just an illusion. He remembers his own first love and the devastation that came with the break-up. He though it would last forever but nothing lasts forever, especially not when you're a seventeen years old teen who hasn't seen a thing.
'You're a really good kid' he reaches out for the other's cheek and Yunho responds instantly, leaning into his touch, 'but you're too young and too inexperienced. You don't know what's good and what's bad for you and-' he presses a finger to the boy's lips when he opens them.
'Shush. Listen. I want you to understand'
He may not be a role model but he was a model once and that has to suffice.
'You have to go and talk to your parents. You may think that they hate you but trust me... They don't. They can't. Even if they reject you and disown you they still care. You're way too well mannered and way too smart to have grown up in a shitty family. You need to go back to them and at least have a decent talk'
Jaejoong thinks he's finally broken through because Yunho seems to be listening but it all goes to hell when the boy grabs his wrists and presses him into the mattress.
'No', he says and kisses him hungrily. Jaejoong's prepared to fight and scream and protest and whine but only a content moan escapes him when the other's lips leave. No one's ever made him feel this right and, when Yunho slides his hands down his thighs, he gives in. He wraps his legs around the other's hips and nudges him closer. He doesn't even care if he rips him apart as long as he stays for a while. He wants Yunho right here and right now and nothing's going to change that
That is, until a loud crash startles them both out of their daze and another tall kid appears in the room. He looks absolutely displeased, the handle of Jaeoong's door in his hands.
'Dad told me to find you' the kid says, throwing the handle to the ground.
tbc [follow the yellow brick road]
a/n: Where is this going? I don't know. Where am I going? Osaka.
Genre: romance/humour/fluff
Chapters: 2/?
Rating: R
Pairings: YunJae/?
Summary: Yunho's young and eager. Yunho's too young and too eager for Jaejoong
a/n: I updated the masterlist. Hallelujah. That was hard
Jaejoong's having an existential crisis. He's a rational man who knows what he wants out of his life. He has his close circle of friends, his studio apartment, his favorite bar...
'Seventeen, huh?' Yoochun asks and Jaejoong burst into tears.
'Oh my god I'm old'
'That's what worries you, though? Not that you slept with a minor whose parents kicked him out of the house?'
'Oh, yes, and that' Jaejoong sighs and downs a bottle of soju. This is really hard on him because he doesn't want to be a pedofile and he never asked to become one. He never even looked at guys a couple years apart and now... now it's quite ironical. He likes his men old and manly and, while Yunho is relatively manly, he's not old.
'So where's the kids now?'
'Home'
'Good. Parents took him back?'
'No. My home'
'Fuck'
Yeah. Jaejoong's pretty aware that he's digging himself a grave here but Yunho slept outside his door and looked at him with those big brown eyes in the morning, his lip protruding, and he couldn't say no. It felt like kicking a puppy and he's not a guy who kicks puppies.
'You're aware you could be arrested, right? If his relatives start looking for him and the police comes barging in, please don't call me, ok?'
'Ok, yes. Wait. No. Fuck you, Chun. I'm aware that this is a bit messy but oh my god can't you be a little more supportive?'
'You keep using the word god. I don't think it means what you think it does'
Admittedly, Yoochun has a reason to think him crazy. If their roles were reversed, he would be saying exactly the same, scolding his friend for messing up his life. But Yoochun doesn't understand. He hasn't seen Yunho because if he had... He swears that kid is a witch. His power of sexy is too much for Jaejoong's maiden heart and whenever he touches him his skin burns.
'Shut up'
'Figure your life out first'
'Fine. I will' Jaejoong nods, pointing at his friend with his empty bottle 'I promise I will figure things out. Today' he adds when Yoochun eyes him suspiciously.
'I will' he mutters, quietly.
___
'Welcome home!'
'No' he groans, slamming the door shut.
Yunho's looking at him with adoration, red roses in his hands, and Jaejoong wants to kill him. This is a disaster, he is a disaster, everything's a disaster. The boy isn't like a dog, Jaejoong decides, no, the boy is a dog, a goddamn puppy. And
Jaejoong loves puppies but he doesn't go around picking them off the streets.
'Listen, kid' he strolls past him, stopping when he spots even more roses in his living room, and stares at them in disbelief.
'Name's Yunho'
'Yeah, whatever's he turns back, rubbing his temples with trembling fingers, 'ok. Listen, Yunho'
'Listening'
'This is not going to work'
At which Yunho's face deflates.
'Today we're going to call your parents or your aunt or a cousin twice removed and I will explain to them that you were lost in the city or something and I was such a kind, responsible adult that I took you in and let you sleep over and now I will drive you home'
'No'
Jaejoong wants to cry. Teenagers are very annoying but this one is a spectacular case. He hasn't done anything that bad in life to deserve this.
'Yunho, Listen. Listen again and listen really careful this time'
He doesn't know where he's found his patience but he goes on.
'We are going to call your parents'
'No'
'And we are going to tell them'
'No'
'That you were not in your right mind'
'No'
'And that' Jaejoong grits his teeth when he sees the next no forming on the boy's lips, 'I am-'
'No'
And he loses it, lunging forward and grabbing Yunho by the collar, slamming him against the wall.
'Are you an idiot, kid? Just listen to what I'm saying! I'm going to get arrested for sleeping with a minor and fuck that will fuck up my entire life and I will rot in the prison while you go on laughing at my misery and just- shit. Why can't you leave me alone'
He doesn't manage to say anything else because he's pulled against Yunho's lips, two warm hands working furiously to undo his shirt.
'Don't' Jaejoong mutters with his face flushed and dick throbbing hard in his pants and this is not going as planned. Nothing really is because he wants Yunho like desert wants the rain. The craving hasn't diminished since he first saw him and his will is weak. He lets himself be led to the bed and falls against the cool sheets, his eyes traveling up the other's form. His mouth waters at the sight of the toned muscles and the heavy dick proudly swinging free when the boy pulls down his underwear. Someone like him should be illegal. Oh, wait, no- he shouldn't go there.
'Spread your legs for me' Yunho asks and Jaejoong rolls his eyes. That's so cliches he can't help it.
'Did you learn that from a porno?'
'No. I read that from the desire in your eyes'
At which Jaejoong sputters. That's even cheesier than anything Yoochun's come up with and Yoochun's pretty much the greasiest guy he knows. Speaking of which...
'Yunho, we really can't'
He's pretty determined now if not a little regretful. In any other situation, like when he's drunk and unaware of what the legal age is, he would fuck the kid in a heartbeat, but he is not drunk and this is not right and he's not a hormonal teenager anymore. He can control this. Maybe. Probably. Hopefully.
'We can' Yunho whines, his hands falling to Jaejoong's thighs, trying to coerce his legs open and he's persistent, he will give him that, but absolutely hopeless.
'Stop it'
'Nooo'
'Yunho. Stop it'
Defeated, Yunho stops. He sits on the bed, his cock angrily swinging with him, and Jaejoong knows exactly why he felt so sore yesterday. He's not that small himself but this kid is in a category on its own.
'Ok' Jaejoong sighs as the kid turns away from him, 'you have to understand'
'Understand what?' Yunho's looking at him, staring so intensely Jaejoong's afraid he will burn to the ground. He's amazed at the level of self control Yunho has and would applaud him if it didn't seem like mocking.
'You're too young'
'I'm not. And what's too young anyway? My birthday's in two weeks'
'And mine's in two days but that's not the point'
'Really?' the kid's eyes are starting to shine and Jaejoong wants to slap him.
'The point is that you're still in school'
'I will drop out and get a job'
Jaejoong literally facepalms. He can't with this one. He's met teenagers before but this one is strangely determined.
'Yunho-' he looks at him with affection in his eyes, like he's about to put down a dog and has to explain to his young child that the puppy will go to heaven now. Yunho's really sweet, it's heartbreaking, really, but it's just an illusion. He remembers his own first love and the devastation that came with the break-up. He though it would last forever but nothing lasts forever, especially not when you're a seventeen years old teen who hasn't seen a thing.
'You're a really good kid' he reaches out for the other's cheek and Yunho responds instantly, leaning into his touch, 'but you're too young and too inexperienced. You don't know what's good and what's bad for you and-' he presses a finger to the boy's lips when he opens them.
'Shush. Listen. I want you to understand'
He may not be a role model but he was a model once and that has to suffice.
'You have to go and talk to your parents. You may think that they hate you but trust me... They don't. They can't. Even if they reject you and disown you they still care. You're way too well mannered and way too smart to have grown up in a shitty family. You need to go back to them and at least have a decent talk'
Jaejoong thinks he's finally broken through because Yunho seems to be listening but it all goes to hell when the boy grabs his wrists and presses him into the mattress.
'No', he says and kisses him hungrily. Jaejoong's prepared to fight and scream and protest and whine but only a content moan escapes him when the other's lips leave. No one's ever made him feel this right and, when Yunho slides his hands down his thighs, he gives in. He wraps his legs around the other's hips and nudges him closer. He doesn't even care if he rips him apart as long as he stays for a while. He wants Yunho right here and right now and nothing's going to change that
That is, until a loud crash startles them both out of their daze and another tall kid appears in the room. He looks absolutely displeased, the handle of Jaeoong's door in his hands.
'Dad told me to find you' the kid says, throwing the handle to the ground.
tbc [follow the yellow brick road]
a/n: Where is this going? I don't know. Where am I going? Osaka.