Every Human Love IX: A Day of Welcome
Series: Every Human Love
Part I Part II Part III Part IV Part V Part VI Part VII Part VIII
Title: A Day of Welcome
Character: Yoochun
Rating: G
Summary: "Are you coming?" Jaejoong asks to the room at large.
Author's Notes: Just one part left, after this.
Yoochun looks from Jaejoong to Junsu, standing facing each other in the cleared center of Yoochun's room. "Is that all?" Yoochun asks, the question echoed in Changmin's face, in the involuntary step forward Yunho's taken.
"That's it," Junsu says, and lets go of Jaejoong's arm.
Jaejoong nods, almost to himself; both he and Junsu have faraway looks on their faces. Yoochun thinks they must be taking internal stock, figuring out the consequences of what they've just done. "Just one way to find out if it worked," Jaejoong says, walks over to the door and puts his hand on the handle. Yoochun feels a near-overwhelming sense of deja vu, his heart stuttering in his throat. He's seen this in his dreams, and not a few of his nightmares. Then Jaejoong looks back at them, and that's something new to Yoochun. "Are you coming?" Jaejoong asks to the room at large.
"Of course," Changmin replies, and follows Jaejoong as he opens the door and steps out. There's no flare of trumpets or flash of light, no heavenly choir, just Jaejoong stepping across the threshold of Yoochun's room into the corridor with Changmin on his heels, acting as if this is all perfectly normal.
Yoochun is frozen (wondering; terrified) until Yunho turns to him, smiles and nods towards the door, until Junsu is there in front of them, grabbing their hands and saying, "Come on, you don't want to miss this!"
--
Jaejoong's eyes are just brown now, his hair just dyed blond. Junsu's smile isn't blinding, just bright, and his voice carries no more echoes of laughing water. Yoochun watches Jaejoong chase Changmin across the central courtyard as Junsu heckles Jaejoong for being too short to catch Changmin, Jaejoong's shouted threats of great and terrible retribution carrying back easily on the still summer air. Yoochun thinks that, from where he's sitting, they're as beautiful as they've ever been; from the fascinated look on Yunho's face, he agrees.
Part I Part II Part III Part IV Part V Part VI Part VII Part VIII
Title: A Day of Welcome
Character: Yoochun
Rating: G
Summary: "Are you coming?" Jaejoong asks to the room at large.
Author's Notes: Just one part left, after this.
Yoochun looks from Jaejoong to Junsu, standing facing each other in the cleared center of Yoochun's room. "Is that all?" Yoochun asks, the question echoed in Changmin's face, in the involuntary step forward Yunho's taken.
"That's it," Junsu says, and lets go of Jaejoong's arm.
Jaejoong nods, almost to himself; both he and Junsu have faraway looks on their faces. Yoochun thinks they must be taking internal stock, figuring out the consequences of what they've just done. "Just one way to find out if it worked," Jaejoong says, walks over to the door and puts his hand on the handle. Yoochun feels a near-overwhelming sense of deja vu, his heart stuttering in his throat. He's seen this in his dreams, and not a few of his nightmares. Then Jaejoong looks back at them, and that's something new to Yoochun. "Are you coming?" Jaejoong asks to the room at large.
"Of course," Changmin replies, and follows Jaejoong as he opens the door and steps out. There's no flare of trumpets or flash of light, no heavenly choir, just Jaejoong stepping across the threshold of Yoochun's room into the corridor with Changmin on his heels, acting as if this is all perfectly normal.
Yoochun is frozen (wondering; terrified) until Yunho turns to him, smiles and nods towards the door, until Junsu is there in front of them, grabbing their hands and saying, "Come on, you don't want to miss this!"
--
Jaejoong's eyes are just brown now, his hair just dyed blond. Junsu's smile isn't blinding, just bright, and his voice carries no more echoes of laughing water. Yoochun watches Jaejoong chase Changmin across the central courtyard as Junsu heckles Jaejoong for being too short to catch Changmin, Jaejoong's shouted threats of great and terrible retribution carrying back easily on the still summer air. Yoochun thinks that, from where he's sitting, they're as beautiful as they've ever been; from the fascinated look on Yunho's face, he agrees.