Just another HS fic-Chapter 24
-CHAPTER 24-
“So, was tonight fun?” Yunho asked, trying to start a conversation as I waved goodbye to Junsu in his car.
“Yep” I said lightly looking away. We started walking to his car.
“Just a “yep”? Aren’t you going to develop on that a little?” he asked with a little smirk.
“Nope” I said and he laughed a little. Looks like somebody is finally starting to get my humour.
We got into his car.
“Hey, give me your number” he said holding out his palm without even looking at me, just smirking look at his windshield. The hell…?
“Not with that attitude”
“What are you, a girl?” he said, looking at me, raising one eyebrow with his palm still open.
“My thoughts exactly” I replied dryly “I think that you can drop the cool act when you’re with me. That’ll make me feel more like man than just obeying your order like a little puppy” I said and pushed his hand away.
“What- I didn’t-“
“Dude, just ask again, normally. I won’t question your orientation so stop making a fuss about it okay? Sheesh…” I said while taking out my cell phone, ready to give it to him when he’ll ask normally for it.
“Um…Can you like… pass me your phone for a second…?” he asked. I face palmed myself.
“Not like that eith- ah! Nevermind, just take it, take it!” I said, slapping my phone into his opened palm. He looked confused, but just did what he needed to do and gave back my phone.
It was silent when he started the car.
“Yo… um by the way, I put my number in it too” he said dimly. I wanted to tell him that normally doesn’t mean “like a zombie”, but then gave up, thinking that there isn’t any point anyways. He’ll just have to live in ignorance.
He started driving.
“Hey” I said
“What?”
“I don’t need that many clothes…” and almost said because I live alone, but was smart enough to keep my mouth shut. It’s always safer with adults at home. Or fake ones, either way.
Yunho just laughed.
“I knew you’d mention that sooner or later”
“You won’t take them back right…?” I asked almost rhetorically.
“Keep them. You’ll need more clothes if you’re going to help me get Euna”
Hm, figures.
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Yunho stopped his car at the entrance of my apartment and I opened to leave, when he grabbed my wrist. Again again. Darn, it reminds of a catchy song too…*
*(A/N: Sorry, it cuts the flow of the story, but I couldn’t resist)
This time, instead of throwing a bitch fit at him for doing it, I came back in the car and broke free of his grab.
“Yes? What’s your last question this time?” I asked him.
“It’s still the same. Why do you keep that hair of yours in front of your face?” he asked, trying to leer pass my long bangs again.
I sighed. Why the hell does he have to be so curious?
“Okay. I’m going to tell you once and for all” I said with a tone of finality “I do this because I don’t want all the attention that you get. Not that I’m saying that I’d get as much as you, but in a school like ours, I’d rather keep a low profile if you know what I mean and I think that it’s better if people think that I’m a freak and whatnot. I like that kind of lifestyle.” I said, expecting him to nod and finally realize why I should keep my hair in my face but he laughed instead.
“Oh! You’re so strange!” he said laughing like a little child. I just waited.
“That’s right, laugh all you want.” I said, serious. When he stopped laughing, I decided I was going to go home, but as soon as I put my hand on the door handle, he stopped me again.
“Wait”
“Oh, do you plan me to stay in your car forever or something?” I said, impatient to just go home and sleep. It’s Friday tomorrow, it’s very late and there’s still school tomorrow.
“Oh c’mon! We’re supposed to act like friends! Since we have school tomorrow, we should practice at least a little bit now!” he said as a very lame excuse. At his words, I nailed myself to the seat and crossed my arms.
“Alright, talk”
“Jae,”
“It’s Jaejoong” I corrected.
“But we’re pretend buddies!” he complained, semi-pouting.
“Ok whatever you want, just make it quick!” I also complained. Seriously, I’m tired as shit now.
“So Jae,” he started again “I think that your theory about your hair is completely wrong” he told me.
“Oh yeah? How so?” I asked, expecting him to come up with a really stupid theory that I was going to bitch to.
“I know that you might think I’m some superficial rich guy, but if there’s one thing that I learned in life is that appearance does matter. It does make your life easier in many ways and does get you opportunities” he explained.
“Yes, but I don’t want the attention that comes with it” I said “which is the whole point why I’m doing this”
“You’re really silly Jaejoong. Don’t you know…” he said, turning completely towards me “that having this hair of yours is only going to make people more curious?” he looked at me with an impish grin and curious look.
There was a moment of silence, where I pondered. This “curious people” theory does make some sense… and maybe the reason why I attract so much trouble is because I’m different…?
The light bulb then suddenly went on in my head.
Wow… I can’t believe that this guy… is actually right. And I can’t believe that all this time I thought that putting my hair like this actually helps.
“Oh geez… I think you’re actually right…” I told him and he smirked victoriously.
“Does that mean that I can be the first one to see your face?” he asked, biting his tongue playfully.
“Haha, you wish. My real friends have already seen it” I told him. He scrunched up his face.
“So can I see it, though?”
“Nah~ ~”
He pouted for real this time, but it was done in a natural way. I laughed.
“So then, can I be your real friend too?” he asked me with a bright smile.
I thought for a second. Yunho might be an inconsiderate jerk at time, but I guess that he isn’t that much of a bad guy on the inside. I guess I can be his friend as long as he’s behaving adequately.
“Alright, fine” I told him. For a guy who isn’t used to get turned down, he sure tries hard.
“So now can I see your face?” he asked.
Again, I left without giving him an answer or my face and just went home. This guy is too much fun to tease.
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A/N: NOW do you see why I wanted to keep his hair? It's because I saw this moment in my head and I absolutely had to write it even if I had to wait for 50 chapters to do it! D: I chuckled writing this chapter. Hoped you liked it!
“So, was tonight fun?” Yunho asked, trying to start a conversation as I waved goodbye to Junsu in his car.
“Yep” I said lightly looking away. We started walking to his car.
“Just a “yep”? Aren’t you going to develop on that a little?” he asked with a little smirk.
“Nope” I said and he laughed a little. Looks like somebody is finally starting to get my humour.
We got into his car.
“Hey, give me your number” he said holding out his palm without even looking at me, just smirking look at his windshield. The hell…?
“Not with that attitude”
“What are you, a girl?” he said, looking at me, raising one eyebrow with his palm still open.
“My thoughts exactly” I replied dryly “I think that you can drop the cool act when you’re with me. That’ll make me feel more like man than just obeying your order like a little puppy” I said and pushed his hand away.
“What- I didn’t-“
“Dude, just ask again, normally. I won’t question your orientation so stop making a fuss about it okay? Sheesh…” I said while taking out my cell phone, ready to give it to him when he’ll ask normally for it.
“Um…Can you like… pass me your phone for a second…?” he asked. I face palmed myself.
“Not like that eith- ah! Nevermind, just take it, take it!” I said, slapping my phone into his opened palm. He looked confused, but just did what he needed to do and gave back my phone.
It was silent when he started the car.
“Yo… um by the way, I put my number in it too” he said dimly. I wanted to tell him that normally doesn’t mean “like a zombie”, but then gave up, thinking that there isn’t any point anyways. He’ll just have to live in ignorance.
He started driving.
“Hey” I said
“What?”
“I don’t need that many clothes…” and almost said because I live alone, but was smart enough to keep my mouth shut. It’s always safer with adults at home. Or fake ones, either way.
Yunho just laughed.
“I knew you’d mention that sooner or later”
“You won’t take them back right…?” I asked almost rhetorically.
“Keep them. You’ll need more clothes if you’re going to help me get Euna”
Hm, figures.
~ ~ ~
Yunho stopped his car at the entrance of my apartment and I opened to leave, when he grabbed my wrist. Again again. Darn, it reminds of a catchy song too…*
*(A/N: Sorry, it cuts the flow of the story, but I couldn’t resist)
This time, instead of throwing a bitch fit at him for doing it, I came back in the car and broke free of his grab.
“Yes? What’s your last question this time?” I asked him.
“It’s still the same. Why do you keep that hair of yours in front of your face?” he asked, trying to leer pass my long bangs again.
I sighed. Why the hell does he have to be so curious?
“Okay. I’m going to tell you once and for all” I said with a tone of finality “I do this because I don’t want all the attention that you get. Not that I’m saying that I’d get as much as you, but in a school like ours, I’d rather keep a low profile if you know what I mean and I think that it’s better if people think that I’m a freak and whatnot. I like that kind of lifestyle.” I said, expecting him to nod and finally realize why I should keep my hair in my face but he laughed instead.
“Oh! You’re so strange!” he said laughing like a little child. I just waited.
“That’s right, laugh all you want.” I said, serious. When he stopped laughing, I decided I was going to go home, but as soon as I put my hand on the door handle, he stopped me again.
“Wait”
“Oh, do you plan me to stay in your car forever or something?” I said, impatient to just go home and sleep. It’s Friday tomorrow, it’s very late and there’s still school tomorrow.
“Oh c’mon! We’re supposed to act like friends! Since we have school tomorrow, we should practice at least a little bit now!” he said as a very lame excuse. At his words, I nailed myself to the seat and crossed my arms.
“Alright, talk”
“Jae,”
“It’s Jaejoong” I corrected.
“But we’re pretend buddies!” he complained, semi-pouting.
“Ok whatever you want, just make it quick!” I also complained. Seriously, I’m tired as shit now.
“So Jae,” he started again “I think that your theory about your hair is completely wrong” he told me.
“Oh yeah? How so?” I asked, expecting him to come up with a really stupid theory that I was going to bitch to.
“I know that you might think I’m some superficial rich guy, but if there’s one thing that I learned in life is that appearance does matter. It does make your life easier in many ways and does get you opportunities” he explained.
“Yes, but I don’t want the attention that comes with it” I said “which is the whole point why I’m doing this”
“You’re really silly Jaejoong. Don’t you know…” he said, turning completely towards me “that having this hair of yours is only going to make people more curious?” he looked at me with an impish grin and curious look.
There was a moment of silence, where I pondered. This “curious people” theory does make some sense… and maybe the reason why I attract so much trouble is because I’m different…?
The light bulb then suddenly went on in my head.
Wow… I can’t believe that this guy… is actually right. And I can’t believe that all this time I thought that putting my hair like this actually helps.
“Oh geez… I think you’re actually right…” I told him and he smirked victoriously.
“Does that mean that I can be the first one to see your face?” he asked, biting his tongue playfully.
“Haha, you wish. My real friends have already seen it” I told him. He scrunched up his face.
“So can I see it, though?”
“Nah~ ~”
He pouted for real this time, but it was done in a natural way. I laughed.
“So then, can I be your real friend too?” he asked me with a bright smile.
I thought for a second. Yunho might be an inconsiderate jerk at time, but I guess that he isn’t that much of a bad guy on the inside. I guess I can be his friend as long as he’s behaving adequately.
“Alright, fine” I told him. For a guy who isn’t used to get turned down, he sure tries hard.
“So now can I see your face?” he asked.
Again, I left without giving him an answer or my face and just went home. This guy is too much fun to tease.
~ ~ ~
A/N: NOW do you see why I wanted to keep his hair? It's because I saw this moment in my head and I absolutely had to write it even if I had to wait for 50 chapters to do it! D: I chuckled writing this chapter. Hoped you liked it!