[FIC] Rest In Peace [One-shot]
Title: Rest In Peace
Pairings: YunJae
Length: short
Author: zorata
Rating: appropriate
Genre: angst
Summary: Jaejoong's peace was broken when Yunho comes back to visit after working out of town.
A/N: Not a lot of background context is given. Use your imagination (because I'm too lazy).
(Thank you o0oruby_chano0o. Dedicated to you.)
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I missed him so much. Indescribably so.
I have never admitted it though. I even gone through the trouble of avoiding him online just to get used to the idea of not having him around.
It had been three years since our busy schedules impeded us after our inseparable high school days. It had been a year since him started working three hours of flight away.
I had finally calmed my heart after the long separation, to convince myself that I can live without him. I had put friendship first.
But the air is always calm before a storm.
When he announced a visiting day to come see all our friends, my emotions were once again plunged into a whirlpool. I was excited that I could see him again, but I was also scared, scared of what feelings my heart will resurface.
I didn't get much sleep since then. I tried to stop thinking about it, but my mind was not at ease.
And today I finally met with him along with our usual group of friends. He didn't look much different; same hair, same smile, but a definite air of maturity around him. Even his clothes were no longer childish, and I couldn't help but admire the change.
I purposely stepped closer to him, close enough to sniff his hair. I took in the fragrance and tried to remember it forever. It turned out he was close enough to smell my hair too.
"Jaejoong, are you using Pantene? Are you still using the one I left at your house?"
I smiled awkwardly in return. "That was two years ago! Why would I still be using it? I just found it pretty good and kept buying it."
He laughed in understanding. "Ah, I get it. That's why you smell like me!" His arms waved in an exaggerated movement that caused our arms to hit each other. I felt my watch hit his hand.
"Ah! I think my watch hit you!" I fumbled around trying to find the wound.
He looked down and saw an ugly red scratch on the back of his hand. "Oh, it's your watch! I knew I felt something!"
I grabbed his hand and rubbed it, desperately wanting the wound to go away. "I'm so sorry! I really didn't mean to!"
He only grinned. "Don't worry! It doesn't hurt!"
I was about to keep apologizing but was interrupted. "Aish! Why are you apologizing, Jaejoong-hyung? Yunho-hyung never gets hurt!"
"That's right! Junsu is still the one who knows me best."
I dropped his hand, letting it fall back to his side. At that moment, I knew how platonic our relationship was. I could never become his closest friend because I have to stop myself from loving him.
Even if Yunho never gets hurt, I still need to apologize. I need to apologize for not being a better friend. I need to apologize for falling in love with him.
But I have no courage to do that, so I stayed silent.
And in the silence, I could never rest in peace.
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A/N: Thank you for reading! And sorry for the hiatus. I'm now back in my hometown adjusting to jetlag. Traveling half way across the world does funny stuffs to your sleeping patterns. I've been in an emotional turmoil as well. Hence the angst. Sorry if my depression depresses you too. Remember I had 'problems' a while back (months back)? Well, it has now once again resurfaced. To vent out my frustrations, there'll probably be more angst coming.
But for now, I'm done venting. I need sleeping.
Pairings: YunJae
Length: short
Author: zorata
Rating: appropriate
Genre: angst
Summary: Jaejoong's peace was broken when Yunho comes back to visit after working out of town.
A/N: Not a lot of background context is given. Use your imagination (because I'm too lazy).
(Thank you o0oruby_chano0o. Dedicated to you.)
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I missed him so much. Indescribably so.
I have never admitted it though. I even gone through the trouble of avoiding him online just to get used to the idea of not having him around.
It had been three years since our busy schedules impeded us after our inseparable high school days. It had been a year since him started working three hours of flight away.
I had finally calmed my heart after the long separation, to convince myself that I can live without him. I had put friendship first.
But the air is always calm before a storm.
When he announced a visiting day to come see all our friends, my emotions were once again plunged into a whirlpool. I was excited that I could see him again, but I was also scared, scared of what feelings my heart will resurface.
I didn't get much sleep since then. I tried to stop thinking about it, but my mind was not at ease.
And today I finally met with him along with our usual group of friends. He didn't look much different; same hair, same smile, but a definite air of maturity around him. Even his clothes were no longer childish, and I couldn't help but admire the change.
I purposely stepped closer to him, close enough to sniff his hair. I took in the fragrance and tried to remember it forever. It turned out he was close enough to smell my hair too.
"Jaejoong, are you using Pantene? Are you still using the one I left at your house?"
I smiled awkwardly in return. "That was two years ago! Why would I still be using it? I just found it pretty good and kept buying it."
He laughed in understanding. "Ah, I get it. That's why you smell like me!" His arms waved in an exaggerated movement that caused our arms to hit each other. I felt my watch hit his hand.
"Ah! I think my watch hit you!" I fumbled around trying to find the wound.
He looked down and saw an ugly red scratch on the back of his hand. "Oh, it's your watch! I knew I felt something!"
I grabbed his hand and rubbed it, desperately wanting the wound to go away. "I'm so sorry! I really didn't mean to!"
He only grinned. "Don't worry! It doesn't hurt!"
I was about to keep apologizing but was interrupted. "Aish! Why are you apologizing, Jaejoong-hyung? Yunho-hyung never gets hurt!"
"That's right! Junsu is still the one who knows me best."
I dropped his hand, letting it fall back to his side. At that moment, I knew how platonic our relationship was. I could never become his closest friend because I have to stop myself from loving him.
Even if Yunho never gets hurt, I still need to apologize. I need to apologize for not being a better friend. I need to apologize for falling in love with him.
But I have no courage to do that, so I stayed silent.
And in the silence, I could never rest in peace.
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A/N: Thank you for reading! And sorry for the hiatus. I'm now back in my hometown adjusting to jetlag. Traveling half way across the world does funny stuffs to your sleeping patterns. I've been in an emotional turmoil as well. Hence the angst. Sorry if my depression depresses you too. Remember I had 'problems' a while back (months back)? Well, it has now once again resurfaced. To vent out my frustrations, there'll probably be more angst coming.
But for now, I'm done venting. I need sleeping.