PRETTY FACE ( 5 )
Title : PRETTY FACE ( 5 )
Author : 7upyida
Pairing : YunJae, YooSu
Rating : PG 13
Previous : 1, 2, 3, 4
Length : Chaptered
Summary : What would it be if Kim Jae Joong was the last one who joined DBSK?
Meanwhile, the other three were settled on dining table, waiting for the rest two to come up so that they could launch their breakfast as always. But… none of the two showed their existence.
“Ok, let’s just start!” Kim Jun Su stated with his bossy tone as he sensed that the two would be late for their mealtime and their especially youngest would probably die of starving.
The instruction got the youngest’s attention who in a dash divided the pancakes into four and dumped them serially into his chomping mouth.
Instead of eating, the sexy lips only looked intently at the food yet flung his view on the track. Um, what took both of them so long?
Looking at his disoriented servant, his Master unexpectedly flared up as he shouted, “Park YooChun!!! Who asked you to have your day-dreaming in this early morning?”
The servant quickly turned back and bustled to cut his pancakes, “I-I’m sorry, Master.” Somehow, he lost his appetite as he ate only to please his Master.
The bossy man eyed his servant sternly.
******
“Jae Joong…” A tender sound made the pretty realized someone had entered their bedroom, approaching him. The pretty raised his head up from his folded feet, “ YooChun-ah…”
Startled, the younger stared at him; something weird, something unusual, something should not hung on those cheeks, TEARS!!!
In a panic, the younger jumped over the pretty’s side, acted awkwardly, “What- what happened?”
The comical acts made the pretty laughed instead of continued crying; nonchalantly he swept over his tears, “Haha, nothing… Something got into my eyes. But it’s okay now.”
The younger stooped his head, sighing, “Fiuh, I thought you’d quarreled with Yun Ho? You both didn’t come up at dining room just now.”
Yeah, you are absolutely right!
“No, I have nothing to do with him. But…” The pretty ended up the unfinished sentences, his expression turned out his dislike and his anger, earning the younger to ask straightly, “But?”
“I don’t like him. That’s all.” Jae Joong sounded honestly mad as he didn’t want to continue the topic.
But there’s a pure man on his opposite was too dead on getting the point and constantly asking, “Why?”
The pretty gawked on his fellow’s questions as he truly wanted to lay aside anything about Jung Yun Ho, the flirty bastard who purposively kissed him this morning in front of the bathroom.
Contemplating to distract the conversation, the pretty answered simply, “Just want to underscore that I’m irritated when certain people merely judge me from my face.”
“Your face?” The younger asked, still in his bewilderment.
“Yeah, people were keen on calling me, PRETTY FACE or others resemble that.”
“Then, what’s wrong with that?” Park YooChun kept on asking as he didn’t realize the alteration on the pretty’s face.
“Argh!!!” The pretty yelled impatiently as he wanted to punch the idiot servant, “This IS NOT my face! I’m getting a plastic surgery before!”
*Silent*
“You don’t ask me why?” The annoyed pretty gazed at Yoochun, knowing the curious sketched on the younger’s face.
"I want to. But I’m afraid you’re going mad if I persist in asking why? ”
Staring at the younger, the pretty flashed a bitter smiled, his arms straightened forward, “I ever got an accident while learning motorcycle.”
Park YooChun expanded his eyes, feeling pity on the man who was telling his story and saying nothing as he wished to listen to the continuity of the tale.
Gulping down the sore taste, the pretty managed, “My face was totally broken. My mother wept toughly as she was afraid I’m shocked with my corroded appearance when I’m awake. So she asked the doctor to have my face surgery. And now THIS IS my face and I hate owning it as the part of my totality.”
The younger totally comprehended why Kim Jae Joong turned out his anger when others called him PRETTY, because Jae Joong was afraid, people approached him to claim his prettiness, not his inner appearance , not even his talented abilities.
The pretty approached him and whispered something on the younger’s ears, something more privacy that he’s scared that others knew the event that he came through.
YooChun’e eyes grew even bigger, mouth fell agape, “W-What???”
The pretty nodded his head, rubbing his own arms, “That’s why I hate this face even more.”
Managing to cheer his fellow up, the servant patted the pretty’s shoulder, “Oh, you must be passed through the hard time.”
The pretty laid his back and replied easefully, “Yeah, but… YooChun, I think Jun Su will get mad if you’re late handling him his towel.”
The shocked younger came into reality, “Oh, yeah. I-I’d better give him first. He’s now having his bath. We should talk then, JaeJoong.”
The pretty waved his hand as he saw the younger rushed out from his first place.
******
There was someone hiding when YooChun came out from the bedroom. Someone who was still feeling guilty over what he had done. He was disconcerted whether he should enter the room either apologizing to the man or running off without saying anything. He sighed, he was already half an hour in front of the door and also he took note to all the pretty’s confession to the younger.
So, he hated me for calling him pretty over his unwanted face? Moreover, I gave him a fucking kiss!!!
He cursed badly as he never knew there was a story behind the beautiful appearance that Kim Jae Joong owned, and he fondled as he made up his mind not to enter the room.
If I appeared at this moment, it only worsened the situation. It’s not the right time, not now.
The leader went away, leaving the silent door behind. Sometimes the best way to sort out the problem was only TIME.
******
Knowing his stomach grumbled for food, the pretty suddenly got up and planned to eat his previously-served pancake in dining room. He strolled towards the door, twisting the knob before eyeing something lay resignedly on the floor.
Something taped with red wrapper as there was a note written on: For Kim Jae Joong.
“Well?” The pretty picked it up, shaking the gift as he checked the outer shell of the gift.
Chocolate?
He smiled gently, pressing the gift on his chest, “Park YooChun, you always know how to make me happy.”
*** END 5 **
A/N : The secret of JaeJoong’s prettiness was revealed. Lack of YunJaeness… Please don’t kill me… Sometimes YunJae’s love should be verified.=______+;;