[YunChun] We Break These Walls Like This
TITLE: We Break These Walls Like This
AUTHOR: Kate
PAIRING: YunChun with ninja!JaeMin (blink and you’ll miss it. XD)
RATING: G
Summary: A day in the life of Leader-shii. (lamest summary ever. XD;)
A/N: aoireeza requested a YunChun with the title as the prompt in exchange for my request for a JaeHo fic (*gaspu* XD) and here it is. This is my first time writing YunChun so …be gentle? :)
The sun rises and the light comes into the room in slivers. Yunho stumbles out of slumber as the sunlight caresses his cheek, its warmth resembling the kiss he's been dreaming of. He grumbles softly (he's awake but doesn't want to let the dream go), the sound reverberating in the almost silent room, mingling with Junsu's even breathing and Changmin's light snores.
He shifts in his bed, with eyes still closed, holding on to the last remnants of his dream, slowly fading away. Yunho thinks ‘five more minutes’ but five more minutes, he knows he doesn't have. The kid inside him (he's still only twenty one) refuses to budge, resorts to pouting and tear-filled eyes; but the adult, the man, the leader in him stays firm and stands his ground, reminding him of schedules, events, responsibilities (he is already twenty one).
As Yunho opens his eyes and stares at the ceiling, Bambi still clutched against his chest, he thinks of sun-flavored kisses and impossible what-ifs. He lets himself be, even for just a couple of minutes.
His two minutes end much too soon; Yunho gets up, walks out the door, ready to face another day with his mask firmly in place.
One hour later, he's in the kitchen with Jaejoong, Changmin and Junsu, announces their schedule for the day. He pretends to not notice Junsu's slightly defeated smile, averts his eyes from Changmin and Jaejoong's longing stares. His gaze lands on Yoochun's untouched breakfast, clears his throat and takes it upon himself to wake Yoochun up.
Yunho softly knocks on Jaejoong and Yoochun's bedroom door, opens it and slowly peeks inside. He walks towards the huge bundle of blankets in Yoochun's bed, the sudden waft of cold air from the air conditioner momentarily stopping him in his tracks.
Yoochun ah, time to wake up. you're breakfast is getting cold and we have to leave in a few hours,’ Yunho whispers, getting only a grunt in response.
'Yoochun ah,' he tries again, peeling off the layer of blankets until he catches sight of Yoochun's sleep bound face, making the latter grimace, bringing his arm up to cover his eyes.
'Five more minutes, hyung,' Yoochun croaks sleepily, taking the edge of the comforter from Yunho's hand and promptly hides himself.
The older man glares at him (his leader stare can totally pass through anything), putting his hands on his hips (otherwise known as his leader stance).
'Please?' Yoochun whispers, so softly Yunho almost misses it.
He sighs, half in exasperation and the other half in fondness. He remembers mini-Yunho from this morning, thinks 'What the hell' and says, 'Fine. but only five minutes.'
As Yunho turns to leave, he feels a tug in his hand, effectively bringing him down on the bed before being encased in a furry of blankets.
'Wha---' Yunho starts but never gets to finish his sentence, lips press against his cheek, marking his skin, spreading warmth all over him despite the coldness of the room.
'Thanks, hyung.'
Yunho smiles to himself and burrows deeper inside their self-made cocoon. (schedules and responsibilities be damned; it's only for a short while anyway).
He might just get his five minutes and sun-flavored kisses after all.
05.22.08
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Comments and constructive criticism would be greatly appreciated~ Thank you! ^_^
AUTHOR: Kate
PAIRING: YunChun with ninja!JaeMin (blink and you’ll miss it. XD)
RATING: G
Summary: A day in the life of Leader-shii. (lamest summary ever. XD;)
A/N: aoireeza requested a YunChun with the title as the prompt in exchange for my request for a JaeHo fic (*gaspu* XD) and here it is. This is my first time writing YunChun so …be gentle? :)
The sun rises and the light comes into the room in slivers. Yunho stumbles out of slumber as the sunlight caresses his cheek, its warmth resembling the kiss he's been dreaming of. He grumbles softly (he's awake but doesn't want to let the dream go), the sound reverberating in the almost silent room, mingling with Junsu's even breathing and Changmin's light snores.
He shifts in his bed, with eyes still closed, holding on to the last remnants of his dream, slowly fading away. Yunho thinks ‘five more minutes’ but five more minutes, he knows he doesn't have. The kid inside him (he's still only twenty one) refuses to budge, resorts to pouting and tear-filled eyes; but the adult, the man, the leader in him stays firm and stands his ground, reminding him of schedules, events, responsibilities (he is already twenty one).
As Yunho opens his eyes and stares at the ceiling, Bambi still clutched against his chest, he thinks of sun-flavored kisses and impossible what-ifs. He lets himself be, even for just a couple of minutes.
His two minutes end much too soon; Yunho gets up, walks out the door, ready to face another day with his mask firmly in place.
One hour later, he's in the kitchen with Jaejoong, Changmin and Junsu, announces their schedule for the day. He pretends to not notice Junsu's slightly defeated smile, averts his eyes from Changmin and Jaejoong's longing stares. His gaze lands on Yoochun's untouched breakfast, clears his throat and takes it upon himself to wake Yoochun up.
Yunho softly knocks on Jaejoong and Yoochun's bedroom door, opens it and slowly peeks inside. He walks towards the huge bundle of blankets in Yoochun's bed, the sudden waft of cold air from the air conditioner momentarily stopping him in his tracks.
Yoochun ah, time to wake up. you're breakfast is getting cold and we have to leave in a few hours,’ Yunho whispers, getting only a grunt in response.
'Yoochun ah,' he tries again, peeling off the layer of blankets until he catches sight of Yoochun's sleep bound face, making the latter grimace, bringing his arm up to cover his eyes.
'Five more minutes, hyung,' Yoochun croaks sleepily, taking the edge of the comforter from Yunho's hand and promptly hides himself.
The older man glares at him (his leader stare can totally pass through anything), putting his hands on his hips (otherwise known as his leader stance).
'Please?' Yoochun whispers, so softly Yunho almost misses it.
He sighs, half in exasperation and the other half in fondness. He remembers mini-Yunho from this morning, thinks 'What the hell' and says, 'Fine. but only five minutes.'
As Yunho turns to leave, he feels a tug in his hand, effectively bringing him down on the bed before being encased in a furry of blankets.
'Wha---' Yunho starts but never gets to finish his sentence, lips press against his cheek, marking his skin, spreading warmth all over him despite the coldness of the room.
'Thanks, hyung.'
Yunho smiles to himself and burrows deeper inside their self-made cocoon. (schedules and responsibilities be damned; it's only for a short while anyway).
He might just get his five minutes and sun-flavored kisses after all.
05.22.08
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Comments and constructive criticism would be greatly appreciated~ Thank you! ^_^