black on white, dark on light (open challenge: eavesdrop)
title black on white, dark on light
author delphien
word count 513
rating g
pairing jaejoong/yoochun
concrit yes please
a/n another drabble that got too long :P
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As the clock ticks the minutes away, the silence stretches on and rings in your ears and you have the urge to get up and do something, anything.
You switch the TV on, but it's a horror movie and those are reserved for watching with Yunho.
Junsu and Changmin are out with friends and family and having fun.
So you slip the phone out of your pocket, listening morosely to the way the snap! sound of it flipping open echoes around the room and you text Jaejoong.
The keys clack quietly as you type in your message and send it off.
Bored.
You scarcely need to wait two minutes before the device vibrates in your expectant palm, screen flashing with vibrant colours.
Come find me.
So you get into the car, obeying mindlessly and without question, driving to the recording studio you expect him to be at.
You are soulmates, after all, and what kind of soulmate would you be if you couldn't read his mind like the pages of a book?
Except Jaejoong is more like a blank book with white, pristine pages that nobody can read for sure.
But you get into the car and drive to the recording studio and there's Jaejoong like you thought he would be there and he throws you a glance before stepping into the recording booth.
You settle down on the couch to watch as he closes his eyes and sways in time to a melody you can't quite hear.
The music is his love and his lover and his everything, and right now you are but an intruder, an eavesdropper to something you shouldn't be able to hear.
Then he takes a breath, and opens his mouth and the music pours forth from his soul like it has a life of its own and from his expression you can tell it's a heart-wrenching ballad meant for nobody.
And during the bridge you see that small, subtle smile that lingers like a peaceful ghost on his lips, and he's content though his voice is laced with tragedy and you've known all along that Jaejoong was his own contradiction.
Pure, unabashed perfection and raw, unpolished beauty, free but not free all at once and the song dwindles into a few last notes that hang in the air and the silence jolts you back to reality.
He comes out and you relax on the comfortable seats together, reveling soundlessly in each other's company.
What song was that one?
A new one of mine. You haven't heard it yet.
And oh, you should have known.
Known that it was a heart-wrenching ballad with feelings soaked in yet meant for nobody and everybody.
To a melody that you can't hear.
Because it's Jaejoong, with the soul you can't quite catch but it's already yours and Jaejoong, his own contradiction like black on white and dark on light.
But hey, he's Jaejoong and you're just Yoochun.
You're nothing and he's everything and that is why you fit like pieces of a puzzle that not even you, or he, can solve.