Of tan lines, bleached blonde hair, and hot summer flings | Chapter 1
Of tan lines, bleached blonde hair, and hot summer flings
Yunho/Jaejoong
PG-13 - NC-17
Beta: chaebol
It's summer vacation! A break from school, break from stress, break from tests, and just a break from pretty much everything. Jung Yunho flies over to the sunny state of Florida to visit his cousin. There, he encounters the beautiful blonde, Kim Jaejoong, clad in nothing but his swimming trunks and a loose cardigan one day in the cafe he works at. It was then that he knew he had to have him, taken or not.
A/N: Part of the plot is taken from one of Haruka Minami's mangas, Haitoku no Love Sick (I injected quite a few changes hoho so I can't quite classify this as "YunJae version of Haitoku no Love Sick" I think). Also, this was supposed to be a summer series. It's not quite summer anymore. Darn it.
It was in the late afternoon when I first met him. During this time of the day, not many people usually came to our cafe and so- here I was just lazily leaning on one of the unused tables when I first noticed him strutting through the entrance.
First reaction: stunned.
I mean, how could I not be? One did not need to be gay to be immediately attracted to him. I guess, you'd have to be in my place to know my predicament. I was pretty sure I wasn't gay or bi when I left Korea- or better yet, a minute ago before I saw him. Obviously, because staring at the mysterious bishounen boy had me questioning about my own sexuality. That's for sure.
I left the table I was leaning on, hastily making my way to the counter and grabbing a notepad- just in case he ordered. Although, through the corner of my eyes, I saw him occupying the table all the way in the left corner of the café- the corner where couples often sat, stared and sometimes waited on that certain someone.
Thoughts of 'Does he have a girlfriend?' and 'Is he single?' popped into my head as I made my way towards him after grabbing my pen and notepad.
Suddenly, I felt self-conscious. Even though I never felt this way before, considering when I began to get closer to him, my mind exploded with tons of outrageous questions. ‘Were my clothes too exposing?’ ‘Do I look too feminine in this stupid apron?’ Yeah, as of late, all I was wearing were my shorts and this apron so my whole back was pretty much exposed.
By the time I was nearing his table, I noticed something else other than his stunning glorious beauty.
The boy looked exhausted, gazing at the mini menu on the table and letting out a long sigh. Not only that, his white skin looked oddly pale, even though it seemed unbelievably smooth.
"Hi. What can I get you?" I asked meekly once I stood right next to his table.
“...”
“Hello?”
“…”
I was actually about to sulk right then and there because I thought he had ignored my presence entirely but after a moment of awkward silence, the mysterious stranger finally noticed my existence and blinked up at me in wonder. Did he really not notice me here at all???
So I repeated myself, more hesitantly this time, "H-hello. What can I get you?" I smiled shyly.
"I'm sorry." A soothing soft voice shook me out of my awkwardness. "Cold coffee please." He requested with a warming smile.
" C-cold coffee... Sure!" I exclaimed excitedly, turning quickly onto my heels. After three confident strides, I finally realized how embarrassing that was and sighed. Wait, cold coffee is bad for the stomach, isn't it? I thought for a moment and notice, do we even serve cold coffee on the menu? And just as quickly, right when I turned away from the pretty man, miraculously I was facing him again.
Luckily, he didn't give me any weird looks when I marched right up to him again. "Hello again." I said with a determined expression, "Maybe you'd like some grapefruit squeeze instead. You look tired and vitamins are good for you, considering that it's also pretty hot outside. You wouldn't want to faint once you start walking again. So, why not take my suggestion?" I shuffled the items inside the pocket on the apron, looking for something in particular. AHA! Found it. I placed the vitamin C serum on his table then continued. "And while I get you your drink, you should take this too. It's good for the-" I stopped rambling when I saw the blonde daintily covering his mouth and trying to hold in his giggles over my antics. It dawned on me how I was embarrassing myself again. I'm pretty sure I resembled a tomato now since I could feel my cheeks burning up.
"U-uh. I'm sorry! I'll get you your cold coffee right away. Sorry again!" I said, excusing myself quickly because I was beginning to blush hysterically.
Right when I was about to walk off, I felt a tugging on my apron and turned back to see that the man was holding me in place with a shy smile on his face.
"Hold on a sec!" Oh god, I want to hear that voice at all time. It's so rich, yet a bit deflating, but beautiful nonetheless. "I'll have the grapefruit squeeze." The beauty said, still giggling softly. "And I'll take those too." He pointed at the vitamin C serum.
I blushed again once I handed him the bottle and again when our finger tips met. I hated how I was fussing like an insane, hormonal teenager. But I guess, I really just couldn't help myself in front of this guy. Even when I visited Japan, the land of the glorious "bishounen", I still never met anyone as beautiful as him.
I felt gloomy on my way back to the counter because sadly, I made a complete fool of myself. A little part of my brain -the consoling part- comforted me by reasoning that at least I got the chance to talk to him.
I waited there for Andrew, one the employees who offered to fetch the drink for me, to be ready with the guy's order. I took a glance in the pretty man's direction, careful to stare only while he wasn't looking my way. He seemed genuinely friendly, I thought.
"Here, man." I turned to see Andrew handing me the drink and I groaned when I notice the expression on his face.
I have been caught.
"Don't ogle at the poor boy so openly." He laughed. "It's rude to stare. Just go talk to him, Jung." He gave me an encouraging pat on the shoulder before he returned to the kitchen to do what he usually does when he was nothing else to do.
Nervously, I forced a welcoming smile on my face when I walked back to him. "Here you go!"
He muttered a soft ‘thank you’ and looked up at me again. "Are you from around here?"
"Oh no, I'm not. I live in Seoul and usually when I'm on vacation from my University, I visit my cousin. Most of the time he gives me a part-time job here."
"I see. How old are you?" The blonde asked curiously.
"20."
"Oh how cool! We're around the same age. I'm 21!"
"I'm sorry for this random question but- " I started, "Are you here by yourself?"
"This must sound pretty sad because the person I came here with is busy working right at this moment."
Oh, so he's on a vacation here with someone. I started considering that maybe I really am a hormonal teenager since my mood kept on changing. Right when I was about to perk up due to him initiating a conversation with me- instantaneously, I felt like moping again.
"Your girlfriend?" I asked, my uneasy smile sadly becoming obvious.
"No. I'm here with the manager of the company I work for. I'm his secretary."
The ethereal man leaned back in his seat and my eyes quickly darted to his lean body. Screw it! If I had my way, I'd lunge and pin him to the booth seat he was sitting on and-
"I keep him company. We're staying in a hotel near here so I don't have much to do during the day."
Eagerly, I forced myself to just stare at his eyes- his pretty, dark-colored, doe-eyes and- NOT fucking trying to check him out. I swear to god, I'm being way too obvious with my interest in him!
"Hey, do you work out?" I felt his hand touching my biceps. Oh my god. Oh my god. Stop. You're driving me crazy! "You look so nicely tanned. No matter what I do, I can't tan at all. I'd probably turn red for a day or two then I'd return to this skin tone." He grumbled cutely. Oh no, just as he said that, I imagined the pretty man, flushing red due to other... erm... activities. Swiftly, I snapped out of my thoughts until I realized that he was asking me a question and I was being rude to not answer it.
"T-thanks. Yeah, I play soccer and basketball sometimes." I muttered humbly.
"Cool." He got up from his seat after he laid a few bills down. "I'm off for a swim. Thanks for the drink!"
Slowly, I tried hard not to let my disappointment show. Of course, I couldn't expect him to stay any longer. After all, he did just order a drink.
When the pretty man reached halfway down the entrance, he glanced back at me. "My name's Jaejoong. Kim Jaejoong. What's yours?"
"J-Jung Yunho."
"Yunho-sshi." He practiced my name against his tongue. "It was nice meeting you. See you around later!"
"Sure. Bye!"
Silently, I continued watching him when he stepped- especially when he stepped foot onto the beach because I noticed I wasn't the only one smitten by him, which was totally not a surprise. Instead of it being comforting (remember my whole sexuality issue?), it made me worried. The stares he received were so lecherous. That alone got me feeling like a possessive lover, ready to chase after Jaejoong and cover his slender body from everyone's prying eyesights.
Since there were still barely any new customers in our cafe, I returned to my original post and stared at Jae from afar.
'Wow, he's out deep...'
Quietly, never shifting my eyes from him, I watched closely with every stroke he made to confirm he was swimming properly. However, he seemed so tired earlier. What if he gave out while he was swimming? I thought, worried that the pretty man might do something rashly.
Hurriedly, I stood up straight when I saw a big splash, and multiple ones at that because suddenly the pretty man was beginning to submerge underwater. Shit!
I didn't have time to explain myself properly to my co-workers once I ran straight out and into the beach. I almost tore off my apron when I hurriedly rushed to strip it off me while I was running to the shore.
Once I reached the deep area, I dove in. The salt water burned the fuck out of my eyes but I paid no heed to the rising pain as I looked around frantically underwater for Jaejoong.
Alas, it only took a couple of moments before I spotted him a few meters ahead, trying so hard to hold his breath. It pained my heart so damn much to see him struggling and I dived in further.
I charged over to him and I took note on how he was losing air fast due to a cramp. Almost as if he couldn’t swim to begin with- Jaejoong!
I wrapped my arms around his slim body and swam to the surface, realization hitting me hard when he wasn’t moving.
Oh no! He's unconscious!
I carried him bridal style toward the shorelines as everyone congregated around to see if Jaejoong was all right.
Lightly, I laid him on the sand and gently tilted his chin up to see if he was breathing. After a few seconds, I decided to take matters into my own hands and leaned down to perform CPR- and no need to fear, I'm CPR-certified. Not that it matters much because I still need to save Jaejoong!
After two breaths, I started pumping his chest and once I reached my second cycle, Jaejoong was finally conscious. He sat up and sputtered water to his side and then some coughing.
"Jaejoong? Are you okay?" I asked, worried. Without thinking, I grabbed his small frame and hugged him to my chest. I guess you can say it was practically in a protective manner.
"I'm f-fine.... Yunho... you saved me. Thank you so much." Jaejoong was breathing hard, still frightened for his life. "I thought I wasn't going to make it." And trembled slightly.
"It's really dangerous out here and especially with your condition. It's better if you take it easy for a while." I said, deeply concerned. "Which hotel are you staying at? I'll take you there-"
"Yunho-sshi, what about your job?"
"I can't allow you to walk alone in this state." Steadily, I focused my eyes onto his and if he was about to argue otherwise, he didn't because there was nothing but haze of determination in my eyes and I wasn’t going to let him say ‘no’ either.
Slowly, he nodded and I helped him up while we walked off to his place.
Reluctantly, I didn’t bother to retreat my arms away from his waist.
Fortunately, he didn't seem to mind either.
Author's note #2: I swear the next update will be much longer than this.
Okay let me now talk about the plot. To the people that have read any of Haruka Minami's works, you must know that she draws mostly PWP yaoi mangas. I don't exactly want this to be PWP (but I assure you, the sex will not be omitted like in my last two-shot -_-) I'm just going to try and inject a few things to contribute to the plot.
So know that there may be a lot of changes to the original manga. But the beginning (chapter 1) is very similar if not the same.
Third, Where oh where is jung yunho? is halfway done. I've been stuck on it for so long urghh my apologies.
Yunho/Jaejoong
PG-13 - NC-17
Beta: chaebol
It's summer vacation! A break from school, break from stress, break from tests, and just a break from pretty much everything. Jung Yunho flies over to the sunny state of Florida to visit his cousin. There, he encounters the beautiful blonde, Kim Jaejoong, clad in nothing but his swimming trunks and a loose cardigan one day in the cafe he works at. It was then that he knew he had to have him, taken or not.
A/N: Part of the plot is taken from one of Haruka Minami's mangas, Haitoku no Love Sick (I injected quite a few changes hoho so I can't quite classify this as "YunJae version of Haitoku no Love Sick" I think). Also, this was supposed to be a summer series. It's not quite summer anymore. Darn it.
It was in the late afternoon when I first met him. During this time of the day, not many people usually came to our cafe and so- here I was just lazily leaning on one of the unused tables when I first noticed him strutting through the entrance.
First reaction: stunned.
I mean, how could I not be? One did not need to be gay to be immediately attracted to him. I guess, you'd have to be in my place to know my predicament. I was pretty sure I wasn't gay or bi when I left Korea- or better yet, a minute ago before I saw him. Obviously, because staring at the mysterious bishounen boy had me questioning about my own sexuality. That's for sure.
I left the table I was leaning on, hastily making my way to the counter and grabbing a notepad- just in case he ordered. Although, through the corner of my eyes, I saw him occupying the table all the way in the left corner of the café- the corner where couples often sat, stared and sometimes waited on that certain someone.
Thoughts of 'Does he have a girlfriend?' and 'Is he single?' popped into my head as I made my way towards him after grabbing my pen and notepad.
Suddenly, I felt self-conscious. Even though I never felt this way before, considering when I began to get closer to him, my mind exploded with tons of outrageous questions. ‘Were my clothes too exposing?’ ‘Do I look too feminine in this stupid apron?’ Yeah, as of late, all I was wearing were my shorts and this apron so my whole back was pretty much exposed.
By the time I was nearing his table, I noticed something else other than his stunning glorious beauty.
The boy looked exhausted, gazing at the mini menu on the table and letting out a long sigh. Not only that, his white skin looked oddly pale, even though it seemed unbelievably smooth.
"Hi. What can I get you?" I asked meekly once I stood right next to his table.
“...”
“Hello?”
“…”
I was actually about to sulk right then and there because I thought he had ignored my presence entirely but after a moment of awkward silence, the mysterious stranger finally noticed my existence and blinked up at me in wonder. Did he really not notice me here at all???
So I repeated myself, more hesitantly this time, "H-hello. What can I get you?" I smiled shyly.
"I'm sorry." A soothing soft voice shook me out of my awkwardness. "Cold coffee please." He requested with a warming smile.
" C-cold coffee... Sure!" I exclaimed excitedly, turning quickly onto my heels. After three confident strides, I finally realized how embarrassing that was and sighed. Wait, cold coffee is bad for the stomach, isn't it? I thought for a moment and notice, do we even serve cold coffee on the menu? And just as quickly, right when I turned away from the pretty man, miraculously I was facing him again.
Luckily, he didn't give me any weird looks when I marched right up to him again. "Hello again." I said with a determined expression, "Maybe you'd like some grapefruit squeeze instead. You look tired and vitamins are good for you, considering that it's also pretty hot outside. You wouldn't want to faint once you start walking again. So, why not take my suggestion?" I shuffled the items inside the pocket on the apron, looking for something in particular. AHA! Found it. I placed the vitamin C serum on his table then continued. "And while I get you your drink, you should take this too. It's good for the-" I stopped rambling when I saw the blonde daintily covering his mouth and trying to hold in his giggles over my antics. It dawned on me how I was embarrassing myself again. I'm pretty sure I resembled a tomato now since I could feel my cheeks burning up.
"U-uh. I'm sorry! I'll get you your cold coffee right away. Sorry again!" I said, excusing myself quickly because I was beginning to blush hysterically.
Right when I was about to walk off, I felt a tugging on my apron and turned back to see that the man was holding me in place with a shy smile on his face.
"Hold on a sec!" Oh god, I want to hear that voice at all time. It's so rich, yet a bit deflating, but beautiful nonetheless. "I'll have the grapefruit squeeze." The beauty said, still giggling softly. "And I'll take those too." He pointed at the vitamin C serum.
I blushed again once I handed him the bottle and again when our finger tips met. I hated how I was fussing like an insane, hormonal teenager. But I guess, I really just couldn't help myself in front of this guy. Even when I visited Japan, the land of the glorious "bishounen", I still never met anyone as beautiful as him.
I felt gloomy on my way back to the counter because sadly, I made a complete fool of myself. A little part of my brain -the consoling part- comforted me by reasoning that at least I got the chance to talk to him.
I waited there for Andrew, one the employees who offered to fetch the drink for me, to be ready with the guy's order. I took a glance in the pretty man's direction, careful to stare only while he wasn't looking my way. He seemed genuinely friendly, I thought.
"Here, man." I turned to see Andrew handing me the drink and I groaned when I notice the expression on his face.
I have been caught.
"Don't ogle at the poor boy so openly." He laughed. "It's rude to stare. Just go talk to him, Jung." He gave me an encouraging pat on the shoulder before he returned to the kitchen to do what he usually does when he was nothing else to do.
Nervously, I forced a welcoming smile on my face when I walked back to him. "Here you go!"
He muttered a soft ‘thank you’ and looked up at me again. "Are you from around here?"
"Oh no, I'm not. I live in Seoul and usually when I'm on vacation from my University, I visit my cousin. Most of the time he gives me a part-time job here."
"I see. How old are you?" The blonde asked curiously.
"20."
"Oh how cool! We're around the same age. I'm 21!"
"I'm sorry for this random question but- " I started, "Are you here by yourself?"
"This must sound pretty sad because the person I came here with is busy working right at this moment."
Oh, so he's on a vacation here with someone. I started considering that maybe I really am a hormonal teenager since my mood kept on changing. Right when I was about to perk up due to him initiating a conversation with me- instantaneously, I felt like moping again.
"Your girlfriend?" I asked, my uneasy smile sadly becoming obvious.
"No. I'm here with the manager of the company I work for. I'm his secretary."
The ethereal man leaned back in his seat and my eyes quickly darted to his lean body. Screw it! If I had my way, I'd lunge and pin him to the booth seat he was sitting on and-
"I keep him company. We're staying in a hotel near here so I don't have much to do during the day."
Eagerly, I forced myself to just stare at his eyes- his pretty, dark-colored, doe-eyes and- NOT fucking trying to check him out. I swear to god, I'm being way too obvious with my interest in him!
"Hey, do you work out?" I felt his hand touching my biceps. Oh my god. Oh my god. Stop. You're driving me crazy! "You look so nicely tanned. No matter what I do, I can't tan at all. I'd probably turn red for a day or two then I'd return to this skin tone." He grumbled cutely. Oh no, just as he said that, I imagined the pretty man, flushing red due to other... erm... activities. Swiftly, I snapped out of my thoughts until I realized that he was asking me a question and I was being rude to not answer it.
"T-thanks. Yeah, I play soccer and basketball sometimes." I muttered humbly.
"Cool." He got up from his seat after he laid a few bills down. "I'm off for a swim. Thanks for the drink!"
Slowly, I tried hard not to let my disappointment show. Of course, I couldn't expect him to stay any longer. After all, he did just order a drink.
When the pretty man reached halfway down the entrance, he glanced back at me. "My name's Jaejoong. Kim Jaejoong. What's yours?"
"J-Jung Yunho."
"Yunho-sshi." He practiced my name against his tongue. "It was nice meeting you. See you around later!"
"Sure. Bye!"
Silently, I continued watching him when he stepped- especially when he stepped foot onto the beach because I noticed I wasn't the only one smitten by him, which was totally not a surprise. Instead of it being comforting (remember my whole sexuality issue?), it made me worried. The stares he received were so lecherous. That alone got me feeling like a possessive lover, ready to chase after Jaejoong and cover his slender body from everyone's prying eyesights.
Since there were still barely any new customers in our cafe, I returned to my original post and stared at Jae from afar.
'Wow, he's out deep...'
Quietly, never shifting my eyes from him, I watched closely with every stroke he made to confirm he was swimming properly. However, he seemed so tired earlier. What if he gave out while he was swimming? I thought, worried that the pretty man might do something rashly.
Hurriedly, I stood up straight when I saw a big splash, and multiple ones at that because suddenly the pretty man was beginning to submerge underwater. Shit!
I didn't have time to explain myself properly to my co-workers once I ran straight out and into the beach. I almost tore off my apron when I hurriedly rushed to strip it off me while I was running to the shore.
Once I reached the deep area, I dove in. The salt water burned the fuck out of my eyes but I paid no heed to the rising pain as I looked around frantically underwater for Jaejoong.
Alas, it only took a couple of moments before I spotted him a few meters ahead, trying so hard to hold his breath. It pained my heart so damn much to see him struggling and I dived in further.
I charged over to him and I took note on how he was losing air fast due to a cramp. Almost as if he couldn’t swim to begin with- Jaejoong!
I wrapped my arms around his slim body and swam to the surface, realization hitting me hard when he wasn’t moving.
Oh no! He's unconscious!
I carried him bridal style toward the shorelines as everyone congregated around to see if Jaejoong was all right.
Lightly, I laid him on the sand and gently tilted his chin up to see if he was breathing. After a few seconds, I decided to take matters into my own hands and leaned down to perform CPR- and no need to fear, I'm CPR-certified. Not that it matters much because I still need to save Jaejoong!
After two breaths, I started pumping his chest and once I reached my second cycle, Jaejoong was finally conscious. He sat up and sputtered water to his side and then some coughing.
"Jaejoong? Are you okay?" I asked, worried. Without thinking, I grabbed his small frame and hugged him to my chest. I guess you can say it was practically in a protective manner.
"I'm f-fine.... Yunho... you saved me. Thank you so much." Jaejoong was breathing hard, still frightened for his life. "I thought I wasn't going to make it." And trembled slightly.
"It's really dangerous out here and especially with your condition. It's better if you take it easy for a while." I said, deeply concerned. "Which hotel are you staying at? I'll take you there-"
"Yunho-sshi, what about your job?"
"I can't allow you to walk alone in this state." Steadily, I focused my eyes onto his and if he was about to argue otherwise, he didn't because there was nothing but haze of determination in my eyes and I wasn’t going to let him say ‘no’ either.
Slowly, he nodded and I helped him up while we walked off to his place.
Reluctantly, I didn’t bother to retreat my arms away from his waist.
Fortunately, he didn't seem to mind either.
Author's note #2: I swear the next update will be much longer than this.
Okay let me now talk about the plot. To the people that have read any of Haruka Minami's works, you must know that she draws mostly PWP yaoi mangas. I don't exactly want this to be PWP (but I assure you, the sex will not be omitted like in my last two-shot -_-) I'm just going to try and inject a few things to contribute to the plot.
So know that there may be a lot of changes to the original manga. But the beginning (chapter 1) is very similar if not the same.
Third, Where oh where is jung yunho? is halfway done. I've been stuck on it for so long urghh my apologies.