chapter 12
Title: Is It Hate?
Genre: romance, slight angst, humor
Pairings: Yunjae, Yoosu, Minbum
Rating: Pg-13
Discalimer: Nothing is mine..
Summary: Jung Yunho and Kim Jaejoong have known each other since they were young, and they've also hated each other since then. But one day, their parents (more like their mothers) decide to marry the two. What will happen when two people who absolutely loathe each other suddenly gets engaged? Is it possible to turn the 'Soulfighters' to 'Soulmates'?
Heebon was hanging the last bed sheet when she noticed a silhouette behind one of the white sheets. Suspicion and fear enveloped her. The said silhouette raised his hand and unclipped the blanket, letting it fall on the floor, revealing himself.
Junsu smiled, holding a bouquet of flowers. “Hi,” he greeted. He gave the flowers to a now smiling Heebon, who took it and sniffed it in return.
“Cut!” The director yelled. “That was perfect!”
“Thank you!” Junsu yelled. “Good job!” He patted the actress’ back before running to Yoochun. “I did a good job!” he said cheerfully upon reaching the man.
“Yes you did,” the composer ruffled Junsu’s hair. If Jaejoong could do it, why couldn’t he? He was Junsu’s future boyfriend after all.
They have been so close lately. Ever since that night, when they decided to be friends, they’ve discovered a lot of things about each other. Things that made both of them fall deeper with one another.
But neither wanted to confess yet. Both were scared of the consequences. They didn’t want to lose what they had now. If they only knew…
“Prepare for the next scene,” Heechul announced.
“I gotta go,” Junsu said and walked back to where Heebon was.
“Are you ready, Junsu-sshi?” Heebon asked, blushing a bit. She had a little, okay, a HUGE crush on the man in front of him that was why she was more than happy to accept this role when she found out that she was going to be given a chance to work with the man of her dreams.
“Of course! Let’s do a good job on this too, okay?” The singer laid his hand on the girl’s shoulder and flashed her a smile.
The actress just wanted to melt right then, and there. Junsu touched her! And smiled at her! At her!
But that joy was short lived for she suddenly felt like someone was trying to burn a hole on her head. The fear that she feigned earlier came to life. She felt the hairs on her neck stood up. She turned her head left and right, front and back, looking for nothing. She was really crept out.
“Are you okay? Is something the matter?” Junsu asked when he saw her pale face.
“H-huh? O-oh yes, yes, I’m okay. I’m perfectly fine. Please don’t worry about me,” she tried to brush the feeling off. She was an actress, that was what she did best. Fake emotions.
“Are you guys ready?” Heechul yelled from his spot.
“Yes,” they both replied.
“Laundry scene. Take one!” said one of the staffs.
They stepped into the basin filled with soap water. They stomped on the clothes, and laughed.
“Cut! Cut!” Heechul said. “Heebon-sshi, you’re suppose to be happy, you’re suppose to look like you are enjoying this not frightened. Let’s do it again.”
“Sorry,” she mumbled. She just couldn’t shake away the feeling like someone’s glaring at her. It was really scary. She looked around again but found nothing. She shuddered involuntarily.
“Are you sure you’re okay?” Junsu asked worried. The actress really looked like she just saw a ghost.
Heebon could only nod. What was that feeling? Why was she feeling that way?
“If you want, I could ask for a break,” Junsu suggested.
“N-no. I- I’m really fine. Let’s continue,” she reassured him.
“Hmm, okay. Just say anything if you can’t do it okay,” he looked at her with worried-filled eyes, completely unaware that he was causing her heart to palpitate.
Heebon nodded.
“Laundry scene. Take two!”
They continued on stomping on the clothes while laughing. Heebon stepped on the clothes wrongly causing her to lose her balance. Junsu caught her by the waist. They continued their previous actions.
Bubbles magically appeared around them. One was caught on Junsu’s nose; Heebon blew it away. Then their eyes met and it was like being pulled by a force they couldn’t deny. They slowly leaned onto each other until their faces are mere inches away. Junsu was about to lay his lip on Heebon’s when-
BAM!!!
A loud ‘thud’ was heard. Yoochun had slammed his fist onto the table. He couldn’t bear it. He knew he shouldn’t have acted like this but he couldn’t stand the fact that Junsu, his Junsu, was going to kiss a girl. At least not in front of him.
He partly blame Heebon for this. One could easily tell that the actress had a crush on Junsu.
She was totally flirting with him! He screamed inside his mind. I warned her! She should’ve just stopped when she felt those glares. I mean, those were quite powerful glares. But no! She just had to make those I’m-so-in-love-with-you-and-I-just-want-to-eat-you-up-right-here-right-now eyes with him. Tsk. What a shameless woman.
“Park Yoochu-sshi! What do you think were you doing?” Heechul demanded. He looked really pissed that his shooting was interrupted.
“Uh.. Uhm.. There was a.. uh… fly-- yeah, a fly-- on the table and uh.. I’m terrified of flies?” The composer scratched his not-so itchy head.
“Oh My God Sun! Are you okay? Did those flies hurt you?” Junsu was already on Yoochun’s side, fussing over him.
“Junsu! Go back to your place!” Heechul was quite frustrated. First, the two oldest bickered non-stop, second, Junsu got distracted a lot, and now the composer disrupted the filming! What? Will the youngest be a problem as well?
The commotion continued and everybody was unaware of the smirking magnae behind the white sheets.
*Sigh* These idiots.
~*~*~*~*~*~
[The next day]
“Okay, we’re about to do the gym scene,” Heechul explained to the two idols in front of him. “Jaejoong you have to pretend that you’re flustered whenever you see Yunho okay?”
Jaejoong nodded.
In less than an hour they successfully finished most of the scenes (surprisingly, for Heechu).
Now to the last part.
Jaejoong was happily, and uncomfortably minding his own business, stretching. He looked over to where Yunho was and the latter looked his way and waved. He looked away, flustered.
“You want me to help you?” Yunho stood up from his spot and walked over to the balladeer. He kneeled behind the other man and put his hands on the latter’s slim waist.
Jaejoong gulped. It felt like he was electrocuted. Yunho’s touch sent some unexplainable sensations down his spine.
And he wasn’t faking it.
But being the awesome person he was, he continued acting like he there weren’t butterflies swimming in his stomach.
It took all his might to turn around and look Yunho in the eyes. He stood up abruptly, thankful that he wasn’t in the other’s grip anymore. “I’m gonna go,” he said before running to the bathroom, once he heard the director approved of the scene.
Upon reaching the bathroom, he stepped into one of the stalls and locked the door behind him. He leaned onto the door as he put his right palm in his chest. He could feel his heart hammering in his chest.
“What the hell was that?” He asked himself. He could still feel Yunho’s hands lingering on his waist.
Just what in the world was he feeling? Why? He didn’t hate Yunho anymore so it couldn’t be that he was disgusted, right? And why was his heart beating hard like before. He was friends with Yunho now, he didn’t feel any hatred for the man so why? He didn’t understand. He couldn’t. Did he want to understand? Did he?
“Why?”
“Joongie?” There was a knock on the door. Jaejoong jumped, startled.
He calmed himself down (which he found quite impossible) before unlocking the door and facing Yunho with a smile. “Yes?” Damn! He was such a good actor.
“Is something wrong? You just ran away,” the other said worriedly.
“Yeah, I just… had to deal with something,” he continued to smile that his cheeks began to hurt.
“Why are you smiling like that? And what are we still doing here?”
“O-oh nothing! Nothing, my friend. Nothing. Shall we go?” He patted Yunho’s back and walked away, whistling, leaving a very confused Yunho behind.
~*~*~*~*~*~
“Yunnie~” Jaejoong called from the kitchen. He was preparing food for them.
“Yunnie?” Changmin repeated, amused.
“Yes, Joongie?” ‘Yunnie’ ignored the magnae and went to where the pretty man was.
“Joongie?” Oh, was this amusing. He turned to the laughing couple beside him and asked, “What, do you have nicknames for each other as well?”
The couple stopped laughing and turned their attention to the magnae.
“Oh wait!” The model held his hand up. “Let me guess, Chunnie? Well, Chunnie, do you have any nicknames for Junsu-- yes, Junsu, I refuse to call him hyung-- perhaps Duckbutt?” He knowingly looked at the composer with eyes that said, Oh, yes. I’m that smart, and smirked.
Yoochun gulped in return. He thought no one knew about his nickname for Junsu-- except for Yunho. He swore if Yunho told that to Changmin, he just didn’t know what he’d do to his best friend. “Duckbutt, huh? Nice nickname, it‘s cute. Su-ah, you’ll be Duckbutt from now on okay?”
“Okay!” Junsu instantly agreed.
“Aaah!” Three men turned their head to the direction of the kitchen when they heard a shriek. It was followed by a fit of giggle.
“Is- is Jaejoong-hyung giggling?” Changmin asked in disbelief. Kim Jaejoong never giggles.
“I-I guess so,” even Junsu couldn’t believe what he was hearing.
Another giggle was heard but this time it sounded deeper than before.
“Was that Yunho?” Yoochun asked, slightly traumatized.
“Oh My Gosh,” Changmin stood up from his seat, his face stupefied, and made a move to go to his bedroom. “I’m gonna go disinfect my ears. Just call me when dinner’s ready and ONLY when they’re done giggling like high school girls.”
It has been weeks since Yunho and Jaejoong reconciled, and ever since, they’ve been acting like lovesick puppies. They were inseparable, and they were always, one would call it, flirting with each other.
As for Yoochun and Junsu, Changmin still couldn’t phantom what exactly happened to the two that caused them to act lovey dovey towards each other.
Sometimes the magnae wonders if their situation before was better. If he liked the bickering, the fighting, Yoochun getting hurt, Junsu getting all flustered by littlest things, Yunho getting called idiot constantly, and Jaejoong turning into a monster because of a certain someone, than all these sweetness and flirting.
Nevertheless, he was happy with the way things are turning out. He would be willing to sacrifice for his hyungs.
Now, if only Kibum was there…
This really isn't suppose to be part of the fic but I just couldn't resist writing it that's why it' so short.. i guess you could call this a filler chapter..
Pardon the mistakes..
Comments, anyone, comments???
Genre: romance, slight angst, humor
Pairings: Yunjae, Yoosu, Minbum
Rating: Pg-13
Discalimer: Nothing is mine..
Summary: Jung Yunho and Kim Jaejoong have known each other since they were young, and they've also hated each other since then. But one day, their parents (more like their mothers) decide to marry the two. What will happen when two people who absolutely loathe each other suddenly gets engaged? Is it possible to turn the 'Soulfighters' to 'Soulmates'?
Heebon was hanging the last bed sheet when she noticed a silhouette behind one of the white sheets. Suspicion and fear enveloped her. The said silhouette raised his hand and unclipped the blanket, letting it fall on the floor, revealing himself.
Junsu smiled, holding a bouquet of flowers. “Hi,” he greeted. He gave the flowers to a now smiling Heebon, who took it and sniffed it in return.
“Cut!” The director yelled. “That was perfect!”
“Thank you!” Junsu yelled. “Good job!” He patted the actress’ back before running to Yoochun. “I did a good job!” he said cheerfully upon reaching the man.
“Yes you did,” the composer ruffled Junsu’s hair. If Jaejoong could do it, why couldn’t he? He was Junsu’s future boyfriend after all.
They have been so close lately. Ever since that night, when they decided to be friends, they’ve discovered a lot of things about each other. Things that made both of them fall deeper with one another.
But neither wanted to confess yet. Both were scared of the consequences. They didn’t want to lose what they had now. If they only knew…
“Prepare for the next scene,” Heechul announced.
“I gotta go,” Junsu said and walked back to where Heebon was.
“Are you ready, Junsu-sshi?” Heebon asked, blushing a bit. She had a little, okay, a HUGE crush on the man in front of him that was why she was more than happy to accept this role when she found out that she was going to be given a chance to work with the man of her dreams.
“Of course! Let’s do a good job on this too, okay?” The singer laid his hand on the girl’s shoulder and flashed her a smile.
The actress just wanted to melt right then, and there. Junsu touched her! And smiled at her! At her!
But that joy was short lived for she suddenly felt like someone was trying to burn a hole on her head. The fear that she feigned earlier came to life. She felt the hairs on her neck stood up. She turned her head left and right, front and back, looking for nothing. She was really crept out.
“Are you okay? Is something the matter?” Junsu asked when he saw her pale face.
“H-huh? O-oh yes, yes, I’m okay. I’m perfectly fine. Please don’t worry about me,” she tried to brush the feeling off. She was an actress, that was what she did best. Fake emotions.
“Are you guys ready?” Heechul yelled from his spot.
“Yes,” they both replied.
“Laundry scene. Take one!” said one of the staffs.
They stepped into the basin filled with soap water. They stomped on the clothes, and laughed.
“Cut! Cut!” Heechul said. “Heebon-sshi, you’re suppose to be happy, you’re suppose to look like you are enjoying this not frightened. Let’s do it again.”
“Sorry,” she mumbled. She just couldn’t shake away the feeling like someone’s glaring at her. It was really scary. She looked around again but found nothing. She shuddered involuntarily.
“Are you sure you’re okay?” Junsu asked worried. The actress really looked like she just saw a ghost.
Heebon could only nod. What was that feeling? Why was she feeling that way?
“If you want, I could ask for a break,” Junsu suggested.
“N-no. I- I’m really fine. Let’s continue,” she reassured him.
“Hmm, okay. Just say anything if you can’t do it okay,” he looked at her with worried-filled eyes, completely unaware that he was causing her heart to palpitate.
Heebon nodded.
“Laundry scene. Take two!”
They continued on stomping on the clothes while laughing. Heebon stepped on the clothes wrongly causing her to lose her balance. Junsu caught her by the waist. They continued their previous actions.
Bubbles magically appeared around them. One was caught on Junsu’s nose; Heebon blew it away. Then their eyes met and it was like being pulled by a force they couldn’t deny. They slowly leaned onto each other until their faces are mere inches away. Junsu was about to lay his lip on Heebon’s when-
BAM!!!
A loud ‘thud’ was heard. Yoochun had slammed his fist onto the table. He couldn’t bear it. He knew he shouldn’t have acted like this but he couldn’t stand the fact that Junsu, his Junsu, was going to kiss a girl. At least not in front of him.
He partly blame Heebon for this. One could easily tell that the actress had a crush on Junsu.
She was totally flirting with him! He screamed inside his mind. I warned her! She should’ve just stopped when she felt those glares. I mean, those were quite powerful glares. But no! She just had to make those I’m-so-in-love-with-you-and-I-just-want-to-eat-you-up-right-here-right-now eyes with him. Tsk. What a shameless woman.
“Park Yoochu-sshi! What do you think were you doing?” Heechul demanded. He looked really pissed that his shooting was interrupted.
“Uh.. Uhm.. There was a.. uh… fly-- yeah, a fly-- on the table and uh.. I’m terrified of flies?” The composer scratched his not-so itchy head.
“Oh My God Sun! Are you okay? Did those flies hurt you?” Junsu was already on Yoochun’s side, fussing over him.
“Junsu! Go back to your place!” Heechul was quite frustrated. First, the two oldest bickered non-stop, second, Junsu got distracted a lot, and now the composer disrupted the filming! What? Will the youngest be a problem as well?
The commotion continued and everybody was unaware of the smirking magnae behind the white sheets.
*Sigh* These idiots.
~*~*~*~*~*~
[The next day]
“Okay, we’re about to do the gym scene,” Heechul explained to the two idols in front of him. “Jaejoong you have to pretend that you’re flustered whenever you see Yunho okay?”
Jaejoong nodded.
In less than an hour they successfully finished most of the scenes (surprisingly, for Heechu).
Now to the last part.
Jaejoong was happily, and uncomfortably minding his own business, stretching. He looked over to where Yunho was and the latter looked his way and waved. He looked away, flustered.
“You want me to help you?” Yunho stood up from his spot and walked over to the balladeer. He kneeled behind the other man and put his hands on the latter’s slim waist.
Jaejoong gulped. It felt like he was electrocuted. Yunho’s touch sent some unexplainable sensations down his spine.
And he wasn’t faking it.
But being the awesome person he was, he continued acting like he there weren’t butterflies swimming in his stomach.
It took all his might to turn around and look Yunho in the eyes. He stood up abruptly, thankful that he wasn’t in the other’s grip anymore. “I’m gonna go,” he said before running to the bathroom, once he heard the director approved of the scene.
Upon reaching the bathroom, he stepped into one of the stalls and locked the door behind him. He leaned onto the door as he put his right palm in his chest. He could feel his heart hammering in his chest.
“What the hell was that?” He asked himself. He could still feel Yunho’s hands lingering on his waist.
Just what in the world was he feeling? Why? He didn’t hate Yunho anymore so it couldn’t be that he was disgusted, right? And why was his heart beating hard like before. He was friends with Yunho now, he didn’t feel any hatred for the man so why? He didn’t understand. He couldn’t. Did he want to understand? Did he?
“Why?”
“Joongie?” There was a knock on the door. Jaejoong jumped, startled.
He calmed himself down (which he found quite impossible) before unlocking the door and facing Yunho with a smile. “Yes?” Damn! He was such a good actor.
“Is something wrong? You just ran away,” the other said worriedly.
“Yeah, I just… had to deal with something,” he continued to smile that his cheeks began to hurt.
“Why are you smiling like that? And what are we still doing here?”
“O-oh nothing! Nothing, my friend. Nothing. Shall we go?” He patted Yunho’s back and walked away, whistling, leaving a very confused Yunho behind.
~*~*~*~*~*~
“Yunnie~” Jaejoong called from the kitchen. He was preparing food for them.
“Yunnie?” Changmin repeated, amused.
“Yes, Joongie?” ‘Yunnie’ ignored the magnae and went to where the pretty man was.
“Joongie?” Oh, was this amusing. He turned to the laughing couple beside him and asked, “What, do you have nicknames for each other as well?”
The couple stopped laughing and turned their attention to the magnae.
“Oh wait!” The model held his hand up. “Let me guess, Chunnie? Well, Chunnie, do you have any nicknames for Junsu-- yes, Junsu, I refuse to call him hyung-- perhaps Duckbutt?” He knowingly looked at the composer with eyes that said, Oh, yes. I’m that smart, and smirked.
Yoochun gulped in return. He thought no one knew about his nickname for Junsu-- except for Yunho. He swore if Yunho told that to Changmin, he just didn’t know what he’d do to his best friend. “Duckbutt, huh? Nice nickname, it‘s cute. Su-ah, you’ll be Duckbutt from now on okay?”
“Okay!” Junsu instantly agreed.
“Aaah!” Three men turned their head to the direction of the kitchen when they heard a shriek. It was followed by a fit of giggle.
“Is- is Jaejoong-hyung giggling?” Changmin asked in disbelief. Kim Jaejoong never giggles.
“I-I guess so,” even Junsu couldn’t believe what he was hearing.
Another giggle was heard but this time it sounded deeper than before.
“Was that Yunho?” Yoochun asked, slightly traumatized.
“Oh My Gosh,” Changmin stood up from his seat, his face stupefied, and made a move to go to his bedroom. “I’m gonna go disinfect my ears. Just call me when dinner’s ready and ONLY when they’re done giggling like high school girls.”
It has been weeks since Yunho and Jaejoong reconciled, and ever since, they’ve been acting like lovesick puppies. They were inseparable, and they were always, one would call it, flirting with each other.
As for Yoochun and Junsu, Changmin still couldn’t phantom what exactly happened to the two that caused them to act lovey dovey towards each other.
Sometimes the magnae wonders if their situation before was better. If he liked the bickering, the fighting, Yoochun getting hurt, Junsu getting all flustered by littlest things, Yunho getting called idiot constantly, and Jaejoong turning into a monster because of a certain someone, than all these sweetness and flirting.
Nevertheless, he was happy with the way things are turning out. He would be willing to sacrifice for his hyungs.
Now, if only Kibum was there…
This really isn't suppose to be part of the fic but I just couldn't resist writing it that's why it' so short.. i guess you could call this a filler chapter..
Pardon the mistakes..
Comments, anyone, comments???