FANFIC: "Rebellion (Ch 10: The Invitation)" (JYJ/HoMin YunJae & YooSu)
Title: Rebellion: Ch 10: The Invitation
Pairings: YunJae, YooSu
Writer: black_prophet (Midsummer_Slave)
Genre: Post-Lawsuit, Drabble, Separation/Angst (mild), Fluff
Rating: PG
Warning: Umm, slight angst over being separated but fluffy conversations? Strong Bias/OTP presence. In later chapters, scheme/plotting/rebellion & overwhelming fluff. Cuddling. Random "Sender Names" on the text messages (yes I probably have entirely too much fun with those).
A/N: SM are the bad guys for keeping them apart! YunJae is true love forever! StanStanStan. *shot* This is for my Oni!!! Hey onichick I hope you enjoy this and accept it as an apology for being so MIA. <3 Co-Dedica for thesilveramazon because her comments make me smile!
Disclaimer: I do not now, nor will I ever, claim to own DBSK/TVXQ/HoMin/JYJ. They belong to themselves and each other. But if they were mine they'd all be in the same place and there would be world peace. Just sayin'. My Birthday is in August, people. Think. About. It. This fic is the product of my imagination, I do all my own stunts writing. Please do not attempt these techniques at home. No Beta (sorry for mistakes, I try to spare you).
Previous Chapters: "Chapter 1: The Phone Call" "Chapter 2: The Magazine" "Chapter 3: The Letter" "Chapter 4: The Text Messages" "Chapter 5: The Sanctuary" "Chapter 6: The Couple" "Chapter 7: The Maknae" "Chapter 8: The Hyungs" "Chapter 9: The Aftermath"
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“Jaejoong-ah?” Yunho murmured questioningly as he paced down the dark hallway and hesitated at the first door he found.
With a sigh he cautiously nudged it open to consider the dimly lit room beyond. Not a bedroom, but more like a music area with one wall devoted to bookshelves. There was a keyboard facing floor to ceiling windows directly across the room from the door, and a couch with a coffee table to one side. Above the couch were several framed posters of Dong Bang Shin Ki. Yunho smiled faintly at the sight, drifting over to consider them for a moment.
He paused on the far side of the coffee table, sanding on the fluffy white rug that stretched over the mirror-like black tile. It felt good under his feet, a soft cloud of white on a glossy black sea. Turning away from the posters and toward the wall of glass, Yunho noticed the comfortable looking armchair tucked into a corner. It sat with its back to the couch, turned so whoever sat there could look out at the city rather than into the room. With nothing between a viewer and the city but glass, the view itself was slightly dizzying.
‘I bet he sits here to watch it rain…’ Yunho smiled faintly as he moved close enough to rest a hand on the back of the chair, peering into the night and letting his eyes drift over the lights below.
With reluctance he moved on, pacing back out of the room and down the hall to the next semi-closed door. Hesitating momentarily he brushed his knuckles against the dark wood in a soft knock and then nudged the door open.
This revealed a guest bedroom with a dark-wood floor, and gray and white walls. A queen-sized bed crowned with pillows dominated one wall, joined by a handsome black lacquer dresser, side-tables and a trunk that match the headboard with its white cranes. The bed clothes were crimson with a black comforter and the occasional black and white pillow amongst the sea of red, the color echoed across the room by the thick red drapes framing the floor-to-ceiling window.
Yunho was somewhat surprised to find himself near the center of the room, considering the warmly elegant surroundings. Maybe Jaejoong had taken to interior decorating when he wasn’t working on stuff for JYJ? Or maybe it was just Jae’s nature to design rooms that any of his four band-mates would find appealing.
A silver frame on the dresser attracted Yunho’s attention, prompting him the last few steps so he could examine the picture. It was one of the ‘Keep Your Head Down’ promotional shots, a black and white of himself and Changmin. Behind that photo in a matching silver frame was the black and white JYJ photo, and a red frame nearby held a photo of all five of them.
“Paris.” Yunho realized as he set the KYHD photo down in favor of considering the Dong Bang Shin Ki picture. Jae had such pictures in every room, he guessed, free to decorate as he wished. No managers sweeping in to complain when they found mementos of the missing trio.
Returning the picture with a final fond glance, Yunho moved back out of the room and down the hall. As soon as he reached it, he knew he’d found Jaejoong’s room. Pushing the door ajar he smiled at the sight of candles on a distant dresser, their glow illuminating the king-size bed.
The bedclothes were a dark color, black or maybe indigo, with a strange icy-blue swirl that echoed the color of the sheets and the stray decorative pillow. The bed itself was made of a dark wood, perched on a light colored carpet that separated it from the glossy black tile of the floor.
“Nice.” He murmured softly, turning to consider Jaejoong who was lighting more candles on the nightstand.
The lithe singer was wearing a pair of pajama pants in a silvery hue similar to the ice-blue on the bed, his shirt absent for the moment. Yunho guessed he’d interrupted Jae’s changing, but didn’t mind. The sight of an air mattress on the far side of the bed -already half-dressed with dark gray sheets and a comforter- made him lift a brow in question.
“Boo?”
“It’s late.” Jae explained, strangely riveted by the flames on his lavender and vanilla candles. His voice was soft as he continued. “Min had dessert with alcohol in it, and you drank soju with me.”
“I know what you’re thinking, but say it anyway.” Yunho murmured, drifting over to press himself to his boyfriend’s back, twining his arms around the elder male’s trim waist.
Jaejoong sighed, relaxing into the familiar touch. “Stay. I want you and Min to stay the night… And YooSu too… It’s been too long since we’ve all been together.”
“Baby…” Yunho murmured, hesitant because he wanted to agree so strongly. “You know this isn’t a very good idea.”
“Neither was you visiting, or you staying for dinner, or you texting Minnie.” Jae replied softly, his hands tightening over Yunho’s. “And here you are.”
“It’s my night for bad ideas.” Yunho agreed, brushing his lips over Jae’s bare shoulder and up the line of his throat as his hands stroked over smooth skin and firm abs.
“They why do they feel so good?” Jae teased softly, humming in approval when the light brush along his throat turned into a kiss. “Stay with me, Yunnie. Stay the night.”
“I’ll stay tonight, Boo…” Yunho agreed softly. “For you, I’ll stay home tonight.”
“Yeah?” Jaejoong smiled.
“Yeah, but only if YooSu stay with us too…”
“This isn’t home without the five of us…”
***
Next Chapter: "Ch 11: The Sleepover"
Here we are! Another update because I love you guys so much! Rebellion is zooming along for me right now, which makes me happy. And when I'm happy I update. Comments make me happy, and make me update... Do the math guys. So then you guys get to be happy because there are fics to read! As I have the time I'll be wrapping a few things up, there are other stories to be started so I need to finish some of these up. Tell me what you think! Walking at the edge of the RedOcean, talk to me Cassiopeia! AKTF & Saranghae. ♥
Pairings: YunJae, YooSu
Writer: black_prophet (Midsummer_Slave)
Genre: Post-Lawsuit, Drabble, Separation/Angst (mild), Fluff
Rating: PG
Warning: Umm, slight angst over being separated but fluffy conversations? Strong Bias/OTP presence. In later chapters, scheme/plotting/rebellion & overwhelming fluff. Cuddling. Random "Sender Names" on the text messages (yes I probably have entirely too much fun with those).
A/N: SM are the bad guys for keeping them apart! YunJae is true love forever! StanStanStan. *shot* This is for my Oni!!! Hey onichick I hope you enjoy this and accept it as an apology for being so MIA. <3 Co-Dedica for thesilveramazon because her comments make me smile!
Disclaimer: I do not now, nor will I ever, claim to own DBSK/TVXQ/HoMin/JYJ. They belong to themselves and each other. But if they were mine they'd all be in the same place and there would be world peace. Just sayin'. My Birthday is in August, people. Think. About. It. This fic is the product of my imagination, I do all my own stunts writing. Please do not attempt these techniques at home. No Beta (sorry for mistakes, I try to spare you).
Previous Chapters: "Chapter 1: The Phone Call" "Chapter 2: The Magazine" "Chapter 3: The Letter" "Chapter 4: The Text Messages" "Chapter 5: The Sanctuary" "Chapter 6: The Couple" "Chapter 7: The Maknae" "Chapter 8: The Hyungs" "Chapter 9: The Aftermath"
***
“Jaejoong-ah?” Yunho murmured questioningly as he paced down the dark hallway and hesitated at the first door he found.
With a sigh he cautiously nudged it open to consider the dimly lit room beyond. Not a bedroom, but more like a music area with one wall devoted to bookshelves. There was a keyboard facing floor to ceiling windows directly across the room from the door, and a couch with a coffee table to one side. Above the couch were several framed posters of Dong Bang Shin Ki. Yunho smiled faintly at the sight, drifting over to consider them for a moment.
He paused on the far side of the coffee table, sanding on the fluffy white rug that stretched over the mirror-like black tile. It felt good under his feet, a soft cloud of white on a glossy black sea. Turning away from the posters and toward the wall of glass, Yunho noticed the comfortable looking armchair tucked into a corner. It sat with its back to the couch, turned so whoever sat there could look out at the city rather than into the room. With nothing between a viewer and the city but glass, the view itself was slightly dizzying.
‘I bet he sits here to watch it rain…’ Yunho smiled faintly as he moved close enough to rest a hand on the back of the chair, peering into the night and letting his eyes drift over the lights below.
With reluctance he moved on, pacing back out of the room and down the hall to the next semi-closed door. Hesitating momentarily he brushed his knuckles against the dark wood in a soft knock and then nudged the door open.
This revealed a guest bedroom with a dark-wood floor, and gray and white walls. A queen-sized bed crowned with pillows dominated one wall, joined by a handsome black lacquer dresser, side-tables and a trunk that match the headboard with its white cranes. The bed clothes were crimson with a black comforter and the occasional black and white pillow amongst the sea of red, the color echoed across the room by the thick red drapes framing the floor-to-ceiling window.
Yunho was somewhat surprised to find himself near the center of the room, considering the warmly elegant surroundings. Maybe Jaejoong had taken to interior decorating when he wasn’t working on stuff for JYJ? Or maybe it was just Jae’s nature to design rooms that any of his four band-mates would find appealing.
A silver frame on the dresser attracted Yunho’s attention, prompting him the last few steps so he could examine the picture. It was one of the ‘Keep Your Head Down’ promotional shots, a black and white of himself and Changmin. Behind that photo in a matching silver frame was the black and white JYJ photo, and a red frame nearby held a photo of all five of them.
“Paris.” Yunho realized as he set the KYHD photo down in favor of considering the Dong Bang Shin Ki picture. Jae had such pictures in every room, he guessed, free to decorate as he wished. No managers sweeping in to complain when they found mementos of the missing trio.
Returning the picture with a final fond glance, Yunho moved back out of the room and down the hall. As soon as he reached it, he knew he’d found Jaejoong’s room. Pushing the door ajar he smiled at the sight of candles on a distant dresser, their glow illuminating the king-size bed.
The bedclothes were a dark color, black or maybe indigo, with a strange icy-blue swirl that echoed the color of the sheets and the stray decorative pillow. The bed itself was made of a dark wood, perched on a light colored carpet that separated it from the glossy black tile of the floor.
“Nice.” He murmured softly, turning to consider Jaejoong who was lighting more candles on the nightstand.
The lithe singer was wearing a pair of pajama pants in a silvery hue similar to the ice-blue on the bed, his shirt absent for the moment. Yunho guessed he’d interrupted Jae’s changing, but didn’t mind. The sight of an air mattress on the far side of the bed -already half-dressed with dark gray sheets and a comforter- made him lift a brow in question.
“Boo?”
“It’s late.” Jae explained, strangely riveted by the flames on his lavender and vanilla candles. His voice was soft as he continued. “Min had dessert with alcohol in it, and you drank soju with me.”
“I know what you’re thinking, but say it anyway.” Yunho murmured, drifting over to press himself to his boyfriend’s back, twining his arms around the elder male’s trim waist.
Jaejoong sighed, relaxing into the familiar touch. “Stay. I want you and Min to stay the night… And YooSu too… It’s been too long since we’ve all been together.”
“Baby…” Yunho murmured, hesitant because he wanted to agree so strongly. “You know this isn’t a very good idea.”
“Neither was you visiting, or you staying for dinner, or you texting Minnie.” Jae replied softly, his hands tightening over Yunho’s. “And here you are.”
“It’s my night for bad ideas.” Yunho agreed, brushing his lips over Jae’s bare shoulder and up the line of his throat as his hands stroked over smooth skin and firm abs.
“They why do they feel so good?” Jae teased softly, humming in approval when the light brush along his throat turned into a kiss. “Stay with me, Yunnie. Stay the night.”
“I’ll stay tonight, Boo…” Yunho agreed softly. “For you, I’ll stay home tonight.”
“Yeah?” Jaejoong smiled.
“Yeah, but only if YooSu stay with us too…”
“This isn’t home without the five of us…”
***
Next Chapter: "Ch 11: The Sleepover"
Here we are! Another update because I love you guys so much! Rebellion is zooming along for me right now, which makes me happy. And when I'm happy I update. Comments make me happy, and make me update... Do the math guys. So then you guys get to be happy because there are fics to read! As I have the time I'll be wrapping a few things up, there are other stories to be started so I need to finish some of these up. Tell me what you think! Walking at the edge of the RedOcean, talk to me Cassiopeia! AKTF & Saranghae. ♥