[fic] Of Secrets [Chapter 3: Part 1]
Title: Of Secrets
Length: 4/?
Genre: AU/Drama
Pairing: eventually
Summary: Becoming a pianist cost Jaejoong his childhood, and what will happen when he loses this skill he worked so long for? Little did he know will lose a lot more by keeping this secret all to himself.
Character Profiles
Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3: Part 1
Chapter 3: Part 2
Previously: Jaejoong smiled slightly from Yunho's words, and replied with something that could mean so little, yet so much.
"I know."
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Chapter 3: Part 1
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A week passed since Jaejoong had become jobless.
Being jobless wasn't that bad after all, Jaejoong decided, excluding the fact that he lost his source of income. Their apartment had never been cleaner, and Sungwoong had definitely gained weight from all the extra food he ate. Plus, he had been picking Sungwoong up immediately after his school ended and had spent all the afternoons and evenings with his son.
Life couldn't be better.
If only rent was free.
And food, and tuition, and clothing, and water, and electricity, and...
And so Jaejoong had been handing out his resume like a promoter on the street; giving it to anyone and everyone. So far there hadn't been a single response yet.
Jaejoong sighed as he scrolled through the job postings online at midnight, after he had sent Sungwoong to bed. Yawning widely, he was about to give up when suddenly, on the middle of the page, three words jumped out at him:
Yeogang. High. School.
The high school was pretty close to Sungwoong's school and daycare, and he was sure Yunho attend there too. Plus, schools have high-paying, stable jobs right?
Scrolling further down, he read the job title.
"School Janitor."
The cursor hovered over the "apply" link hesitantly. After a few more seconds, he clicked it.
As long as he had two hands, he could make a living.
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Having not seen Sungwoong for over a week, Changmin decided to see how he was doing. Yunho had told him that Sungwoong's appa eventually picked him up fine, but Changmin felt like there was something missing to the story.
"Hi Sungwoong!"
"Hi!" Sungwoong was concentrating so hard on his drawing he didn't even bother to look up.
"So did your appa manage to find you that time?"
There was a pause of the crayon. "What time?"
Changmin sighed. He should've known children tend to forget everything easily.
"Nevermind. It's not too important."
Sungwoong still looked at him with unwavering eyes, as if expecting him to go on. And so went on he did.
"So...ummm...what is it that you are drawing?"
Sungwoong proudly smiled. "My family!"
"So who is this?" He pointed to the little stick figure at the bottom.
"Me!"
"And this?" It was a detailedly drawn figure with black hair and shirt (along with buttons). It was the best looking thing on the paper.
"My Appa!"
"And this?" Changmin just had to clarify since the black box beside his appa hardly resembled a house.
"The piano!" Sungwoong answered with an obvious tone. Changmin knew right away that this little guy would not be an artist when he grew up.
"And who is this?" Changmin pointed to a long hair blob at the top of the page.
"My Umma!"
It was rather plain compared to the appa figure. "Why didn't you draw her face?"
"Because I don't know what she looks like." Oh. Touchy subject. Let's avoid that.
"And what about this?" He pointed to another blob next to the previous blob.
"My other Appa!"
At that, Changmin was terribly confused. "So you have two appa?"
"Yes! He's my guardian angel who looks after me when Appa isn't around!"
"I......see..." But actually, Changmin's mind was totally blinded by Sungwoong's warped explanation. He now official declared the complexity of a child's mind the hardest to understand in the world. The top student of Yeogang High School could only force a smile at the child's expectant face.
He slid out of the small plastic chair to move on to the next kid. Hopefully this one will be simpler...
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End of Chapter 3: Part 1
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A/N: This is cut into 2 parts not because it's too long, but because the other half is unfinished. I'm stuck. I'll be un-stuck soon. TT_TT Sorry for the shortness and long wait. Again, thank you for reading and comment! I'm really appreciating it! If you have any questions, please ask!
Length: 4/?
Genre: AU/Drama
Pairing: eventually
Summary: Becoming a pianist cost Jaejoong his childhood, and what will happen when he loses this skill he worked so long for? Little did he know will lose a lot more by keeping this secret all to himself.
Character Profiles
Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3: Part 1
Chapter 3: Part 2
Previously: Jaejoong smiled slightly from Yunho's words, and replied with something that could mean so little, yet so much.
"I know."
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Chapter 3: Part 1
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A week passed since Jaejoong had become jobless.
Being jobless wasn't that bad after all, Jaejoong decided, excluding the fact that he lost his source of income. Their apartment had never been cleaner, and Sungwoong had definitely gained weight from all the extra food he ate. Plus, he had been picking Sungwoong up immediately after his school ended and had spent all the afternoons and evenings with his son.
Life couldn't be better.
If only rent was free.
And food, and tuition, and clothing, and water, and electricity, and...
And so Jaejoong had been handing out his resume like a promoter on the street; giving it to anyone and everyone. So far there hadn't been a single response yet.
Jaejoong sighed as he scrolled through the job postings online at midnight, after he had sent Sungwoong to bed. Yawning widely, he was about to give up when suddenly, on the middle of the page, three words jumped out at him:
Yeogang. High. School.
The high school was pretty close to Sungwoong's school and daycare, and he was sure Yunho attend there too. Plus, schools have high-paying, stable jobs right?
Scrolling further down, he read the job title.
"School Janitor."
The cursor hovered over the "apply" link hesitantly. After a few more seconds, he clicked it.
As long as he had two hands, he could make a living.
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Having not seen Sungwoong for over a week, Changmin decided to see how he was doing. Yunho had told him that Sungwoong's appa eventually picked him up fine, but Changmin felt like there was something missing to the story.
"Hi Sungwoong!"
"Hi!" Sungwoong was concentrating so hard on his drawing he didn't even bother to look up.
"So did your appa manage to find you that time?"
There was a pause of the crayon. "What time?"
Changmin sighed. He should've known children tend to forget everything easily.
"Nevermind. It's not too important."
Sungwoong still looked at him with unwavering eyes, as if expecting him to go on. And so went on he did.
"So...ummm...what is it that you are drawing?"
Sungwoong proudly smiled. "My family!"
"So who is this?" He pointed to the little stick figure at the bottom.
"Me!"
"And this?" It was a detailedly drawn figure with black hair and shirt (along with buttons). It was the best looking thing on the paper.
"My Appa!"
"And this?" Changmin just had to clarify since the black box beside his appa hardly resembled a house.
"The piano!" Sungwoong answered with an obvious tone. Changmin knew right away that this little guy would not be an artist when he grew up.
"And who is this?" Changmin pointed to a long hair blob at the top of the page.
"My Umma!"
It was rather plain compared to the appa figure. "Why didn't you draw her face?"
"Because I don't know what she looks like." Oh. Touchy subject. Let's avoid that.
"And what about this?" He pointed to another blob next to the previous blob.
"My other Appa!"
At that, Changmin was terribly confused. "So you have two appa?"
"Yes! He's my guardian angel who looks after me when Appa isn't around!"
"I......see..." But actually, Changmin's mind was totally blinded by Sungwoong's warped explanation. He now official declared the complexity of a child's mind the hardest to understand in the world. The top student of Yeogang High School could only force a smile at the child's expectant face.
He slid out of the small plastic chair to move on to the next kid. Hopefully this one will be simpler...
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End of Chapter 3: Part 1
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A/N: This is cut into 2 parts not because it's too long, but because the other half is unfinished. I'm stuck. I'll be un-stuck soon. TT_TT Sorry for the shortness and long wait. Again, thank you for reading and comment! I'm really appreciating it! If you have any questions, please ask!