[FanFic] To Hell With Rules[Ch:2.1]
Title: Young royals
Chapter: 2.1
Rating: PG-13
Length: ?? chapters
Genre: romance, drama, comedy, angst, happy ending
Sammury: They were older now, but some things just don't change, right?
A/N: hope you all like it
Yoochun sighed and eyed his laptop. It was finally done.
Looking at the clock neat by it was one in the morning already. It was the first day of school tomorrow, he wasn't going to be late and let innocent, sweet junsu wait alone for him in front of the school in front of all the students who were most likely to molest him, never.
Going to bed yoochun slept soundly, an image of him and junsu right beside him on the nightstand, looking at the picture and smiling yoochun allowed sleep to claim him.
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The morning sun was dazzling, it was autumn but it was still hot and the sun was as dazzling as if they were in the summer. Yoochun woke up as grumpy as usual. He dragged his feet to the bathroom and took a shower. Getting out with only his pants on yoochun ravaged through his closet for his shirt when the door opened and a grinning junsu skipped into his bedroom
Yoochun blinked a few times, trying to make sure if this was a dream or reality. As junsu came so close and stood inches away from him he reached and ruffled junsu's hair, warning a pout
'Morning'
'Good morning, chunie' junsu smiled widely, planted a small kiss on yoochun's cheek like he did every day and skipped to the mirror hanged on the wall nearby to fix the hair yoochun just messed up
'How come you're here?' yoochun blinked, buttoning up his shirt
'Daddy had to come over and deliver something to uncle. I decided to come and go to school with chunie. I did good, right?' junsu asked, not so sure
Yoochun grinned widely and nodded his head as he grabbed his tie and just threw it over his shoulders like a scarf or something, he never bothered with ties
'Come on, let's go downstairs and eat. I'm starving' yoochun mumbled, he picked up his school bag and a big sport bag and walked downstairs
'Chunie got practice again?' junsu pouted
Yoochun blinked, he wondered how come this pout never grew old, or how come the boy was twelve but was still so cute. He could never help but grin when looking at him
'Good morning'
Yoochun blinked and tore his gaze off junsu to look and notice his hyung in front of him
'Morning' yoochun mumbled and walked to the dining table and sat down, junsu right after him, still waiting for his answer
'I will go to practice at one in the afternoon, the sixth period' yoochun sighed as he sat down and looked around for food which wasn't served yet
'Good morning, fix your tie yoochun' Park Jung Soo walked to the table with his brother and sat down
'Morning' yoochun repeated yet again
'When will chunie finish practicing?'
'It's going to take a while. A few hours at least' yoochun whispered. He liked practicing, he didn't mind practicing all day long, but the sad look in junsu's eyes as he heard the news made yoochun feel guilty for practicing so much lately
'Look, I got this match on the weekend. I will win it and take a break then' yoochun offered ' I promise. We will go shopping and do anything you want then'
'Okay' junsu nodded ' I will come to the match. Hyung said I need to buy a ticket, where do I buy this ticket?' junsu blinked
'I'll take you with me, you won't need a ticket' yoochun assured and junsu nodded
'Wait' his father looked at him, letting go of the paper he was so carefully reading ' you've got a match this weekend? Why don’t we know it?'
'Nothing much, just an ordinary match' yoochun shrugged ' it will end in a minute and a half anyway'
'Even though, you should've told us'
Sitting in his chair and listening to his father giving him the ol' family-should-have-no-secrets-of-each-other-and-should-support-each-other-no-matter-what lecture yoochun's mood was only going down the hill, heck it was going down the mountain not a hill. He wanted to eat, he wanted to leave
'Right…' he frowned, stood up at once and pulled junsu's hand ' we're late, must go' he yelled at everyone and rushed out of the house with junsu in his right hand and three bags in his left
Entering the car yoochun told the old butler to take them to the nearest restaurant there is while he sighed and looked at junsu, trying to calm down
'Chunie…' junsu began and yoochun gave him his full attention at once, like he always did.
'What's a date?' junsu asked out of the blue
'Huh?'
'Hyung said last night his date was horrible, what's a date?' junsu insisted
'Oh, a date…' yoochun sounded as if it was the first time ever he heard the word
A date is going out with someone you love or you think you'll fall in love with and spending time together kissing and touching and having fun yoochun tried in his mind before he decided otherwise at once, junsu was too innocent for this
'It's going out to meet someone according to an appointment made previously' yoochun spoke, deciding this would do
'Oh' junsu pouted. Nodding his head seriously, and memorizing the new information he just learned he didn't feel the car stopping, he didn't notice until yoochun pulled him softly out of the car and into the restaurant
'Breakfast for two… One orange juice and one black Americano coffee' yoochun ordered and junsu nodded, agreeing with yoochun's order, again, like he always did
Yoochun took something out of his pocket and laid it on the table, junsu blinked but frowned at once
'Chunie is smoking again?' he whined
'No su, I'm not… it's just was there in my pocket for a while now' yoochun had forgotten, junsu hated smoke
'Chunie must not smoke~'
'I won't, it's just something to vent the stress when I've got too much on my mind'
'But we start school today, there are no problems, yet' junsu frowned
Yoochun smiled at him. They ate a lovely breakfast together before they got out of the car and went to school at once
As the car parked yoochun got out and helped junsu out as well. A lot of kids were there, eyeing them, whispered, squealing and even some yelling their names as they walked past everyone on their way into the school
'Just ignore them all su, don't talk to anyone' yoochun instructed as they stood in front of junsu's class. They stood but made no effort to part ways, it didn't look like junsu was going to enter soon or that yoochun was going to leave for his own class anytime before the bell ring
'I won't' promised junsu, he already knew this. Yoochun told him the same thing every year, don't talk to anyone, don't sit next anyone, stay with him alone and never smile to any other human in school but to him. And junsu, being the good doll he was he always obeyed yoochun's orders and did as told
'Good doll' yoochun patted junsu's head softly ' I'll buy you something sweet later on'
Junsu grinned widely.
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Anyone could see it. From the way they chose their own lessons, the way they entered and exited any class as and when they pleased and the way no teacher dared talk back to them that the two young Parks were royal; they were respected and treated like royals. Soon they had fan clubs who adored them and followed them everywhere, soon they had a cheesy and cliché nicknames that yoochun swore never to use in his life. Soon, they were the school's idols
Yoochun always left classes whenever he liked, today too he left. He was supposed to leave on the sixth period, but he decided he wanted to make a short trip before going to practice and so called it a day at the beginning of the fifth period
Walking to junsu's classroom yoochun didn't knock; he just opened the door and scanned the classroom to find his cousin, no one spoke to him, not even the teacher. No one dared to; they all looked at him, deadly silent, and waited
Junsu was sitting to a table himself; it was the table right next to the window. Junsu was looking outside the window and pouting cutely, he was daydreaming or something for sure, because he didn't pay attention when yoochun had crossed the classroom for him and was standing right in front of him
A student rolled his eyes, this was such a stupid play, but again, no one paid him any attention, they never did…
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Yunho sighed and looked at changmin. They had been sitting in their lecture for an hour now; it was so dull that they were barely keeping their eyes open
'So, want to go to the mall today?' changmin asked suddenly and yunho blinked
'The new issue of Hope Drop is supposed to be released today. I want a copy before they're all wiped out'
'Oh… Sure. But I think we should tell dad first' yunho nodded. Hope Drop was a good video game indeed, but there was one thing about the game which made him wonder, not really getting the meaning behind it…