(dbsk; fanfic) romeos, unexpected - i
Yunho/Jaejoong | Yoochun/Changmin | r
It’s supposed to be Kim versus Jung. Not Kim loves Jung.
Jaejoong sighs as he drags himself into the classroom, he usually goes unnoticed by everyone (except if Changmin is around, then everyone laughs at Jaejoong’s expense.)
He plonks himself on his seat right at the back and puts his head down on the desk. “Hey Jaejoong.” Someone calls out softly and Jaejoong lifts his head to greet Yoochun with a smile.
Yoochun is probably the only other kid that everyone ignores along with Jaejoong - and so in misery, the both of them find friendship in each other’s company.
“Hi Yoochun.” Jaejoong smiles tiredly.
“Why do you look so tired?” Yoochun asks, sitting down next to him. “Didn’t sleep.”
“Couldn’t sleep. I am not sure why though.” Jaejoong frowns.
“Hey nerds!” Kangin, a classmate, bellows from the entrance. “Guess who got into the nationals for swimming?” He grins, walking in.
“You?” Hyejin, Kangin’s on and off girlfriend asks grinning widely.
“Obviously.” Kangin says, nodding. “Also, Jung Yunho.”
The whole class explodes in screams and cheers and some of them are asking for Yunho, some of them are running to hug Kangin. Yoochun and Jaejoong stare at the chaotic scene for about half a second before shrugging and looking away.
“I think there is something wrong with my sleeping cycle.” Jaejoong hums, putting his head on the desk.
“Sometimes, I worry for you.” Yoochun sighs, shaking his head.
Their homeroom teacher walks in, everyone settles down and class commences.
Jaejoong has successfully managed to avoid Changmin and his posse throughout the day; however he is not that lucky during lunch.
“What’s up, pretty faces?”
Jaejoong is trying to take a nap by the football field and Yoochun is by his side, listening to his iPod and reading a book.
Yoochun groans loudly.
Jaejoong cracks an eye open and frowns at Changmin. “Go away, Changmin. Where are your minions? I am in no mood for your dumb games.” He says with a yawn.
Changmin barks a laugh and squats down; “Alright, I’ll let you go.” He says, cracking his knuckles. “But ask him to go out with me.” Changmin says, glancing at Yoochun.
Jaejoong sits up and looks at Yoochun; “Who? Yoochun? You want to go out with Yoochun?”
Yoochun looks at Changmin and Jaejoong with wide eyes. Jaejoong snorts and lays back down; “Ask him yourself.”
“What do you say, handsome?” Changmin asks, turning to Yoochun. “Go out with me and I am going to stop pestering your friend here.”
Yoochun’s lips twist into a frown; he gathers his things and packs it all. “I am out of here.” He mutters. “Come on, Jaejoong.”
He stands up and Changmin reaches out and grabs out Yoochun’s elbow. “Hey.” He snarls. “What’s wrong with me?”
“Where should I begin?” Yoochun spits, trying to struggle out of Changmin’s grip. “You never take anything seriously, you are always bullying Jaejoong around, you are always trying to find an escape route.”
Changmin smiles a little and loosens his grip on Yoochun; “And here I thought you never paid attention to me.”
Jaejoong pushes himself up and stretches; “Changmin, leave him alone.” Jaejoong says, curling his fingers around Changmin’s hand.
“I am not talking to you, Jaejoong.” Changmin’s gaze doesn’t leave Yoochun’s face.
“Changmin-ah.”
“No.” Changmin says, shoving Jaejoong with his shoulder. Jaejoong gasps in shock and falls back on to the grass.
“Hey!” Yoochun yells, giving in all his strength to get rid of Changmin’s hold. “You hurt him.”
Jaejoong groans as he gets up, dusting his butt.
“Enough, Changmin.”
All of them turn and find Yunho with his jacket slung over off one shoulder and his bag hanging off the other. “Hyung!”
“I said, enough.” Yunho mutters. “Take my bag and leave it in my classroom.”
“What are you - “
“Changmin.”
“Okay got it.”
Changmin walks up to Yunho and takes his bag; “Meet me after school is over.” Yunho says.
“Alright, but, what are you doing here?”
“I can’t skip school.” Yunho laughs. “Now, go.” Yunho says pushing Changmin away. Changmin shakes his head and walks away, glancing at Yoochun and Jaejoong one last time.
Jaejoong clenches his jaw and stares at Yunho.
“I am going to go.” Yoochun says softly, his eyes flitting to Yunho and back to Jaejoong. He isn’t sure if Jaejoong heard him or not, but he doesn’t bother repeating himself and walks away real quick.
“Aren’t you gonna say hi.” Yunho smiles unabashedly.
Jaejoong rolls his eyes and speed walks away from Yunho.
“Hey. Hey! Hey! Hey!” Yunho sprints up to match Jaejoong’s fast steps. “Don’t run.”
“Fuck off.” Jaejoong says, stopping abruptly and shoving Yunho.
“Ow! Owowowowow!” Yunho screams, his jacket falls off and his left hand is wrapped in a cast. Jaejoong gasps and runs to Yunho.
“Shit.” Jaejoong whispers running his hand over Yunho’s cast. “Shit, this is bad.”
“You’re so cute cursing and all.” Yunho says, using his free hand to run his fingers down Jaejoong’s cheeks. Jaejoong responds immediately to Yunho’s touch and nearly purrs.
“Ah, goddamn you.” Jaejoong says, looking up to see Yunho in the eye.
“Hey, it’s not like I died.” Yunho says, shrugging.
“Don’t say things like that.” Jaejoong frowns, slightly pushing Yunho away but pulling him right back to hold him close.
“Do you want to go up on the terrace?” Yunho asks.
“Can’t.” Jaejoong says, cupping Yunho’s face. “Lunch is over.” He leans forward and presses a kiss to Yunho’s cheek. It feels good to have Yunho stand next to him, he’s missed that warm feeling.
Yunho whines a little when Jaejoong pulls away.
“You know,” Yunho calls out as Jaejoong walks away. “Changmin is not a bad guy at all. He’s just a little rough around the edges but he’s insanely smart. The school let him skip a year.”
Jaejoong smiles and turns around to look at Yunho; “Congrats on getting into the swimming nationals. Better take care of your arm if you still wanna stay in the team.” Jaejoong winks.
+
“I heard you were with that Jung boy today.”
“Nice to see you too, mom. How was Italy?”
“Kim Jaejoong, you will not use that tone with me.”
“I can’t be glad to see you?”
“If you father ever found out - “
“If.”
“You will not see that boy, you will not meet him, you will not talk to him and if it is in your power, don’t even stay in the same room as him. Have I made myself clear?”
“Crystal.”
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a/n: I am so angry at myself for starting this. FML. Chapters are going to short - more like drabbles. Please go ahead and hate me :c
It's a high school fic.
Happy 7th anniversary, my loves. With you for now and for ever.
It’s supposed to be Kim versus Jung. Not Kim loves Jung.
Jaejoong sighs as he drags himself into the classroom, he usually goes unnoticed by everyone (except if Changmin is around, then everyone laughs at Jaejoong’s expense.)
He plonks himself on his seat right at the back and puts his head down on the desk. “Hey Jaejoong.” Someone calls out softly and Jaejoong lifts his head to greet Yoochun with a smile.
Yoochun is probably the only other kid that everyone ignores along with Jaejoong - and so in misery, the both of them find friendship in each other’s company.
“Hi Yoochun.” Jaejoong smiles tiredly.
“Why do you look so tired?” Yoochun asks, sitting down next to him. “Didn’t sleep.”
“Couldn’t sleep. I am not sure why though.” Jaejoong frowns.
“Hey nerds!” Kangin, a classmate, bellows from the entrance. “Guess who got into the nationals for swimming?” He grins, walking in.
“You?” Hyejin, Kangin’s on and off girlfriend asks grinning widely.
“Obviously.” Kangin says, nodding. “Also, Jung Yunho.”
The whole class explodes in screams and cheers and some of them are asking for Yunho, some of them are running to hug Kangin. Yoochun and Jaejoong stare at the chaotic scene for about half a second before shrugging and looking away.
“I think there is something wrong with my sleeping cycle.” Jaejoong hums, putting his head on the desk.
“Sometimes, I worry for you.” Yoochun sighs, shaking his head.
Their homeroom teacher walks in, everyone settles down and class commences.
Jaejoong has successfully managed to avoid Changmin and his posse throughout the day; however he is not that lucky during lunch.
“What’s up, pretty faces?”
Jaejoong is trying to take a nap by the football field and Yoochun is by his side, listening to his iPod and reading a book.
Yoochun groans loudly.
Jaejoong cracks an eye open and frowns at Changmin. “Go away, Changmin. Where are your minions? I am in no mood for your dumb games.” He says with a yawn.
Changmin barks a laugh and squats down; “Alright, I’ll let you go.” He says, cracking his knuckles. “But ask him to go out with me.” Changmin says, glancing at Yoochun.
Jaejoong sits up and looks at Yoochun; “Who? Yoochun? You want to go out with Yoochun?”
Yoochun looks at Changmin and Jaejoong with wide eyes. Jaejoong snorts and lays back down; “Ask him yourself.”
“What do you say, handsome?” Changmin asks, turning to Yoochun. “Go out with me and I am going to stop pestering your friend here.”
Yoochun’s lips twist into a frown; he gathers his things and packs it all. “I am out of here.” He mutters. “Come on, Jaejoong.”
He stands up and Changmin reaches out and grabs out Yoochun’s elbow. “Hey.” He snarls. “What’s wrong with me?”
“Where should I begin?” Yoochun spits, trying to struggle out of Changmin’s grip. “You never take anything seriously, you are always bullying Jaejoong around, you are always trying to find an escape route.”
Changmin smiles a little and loosens his grip on Yoochun; “And here I thought you never paid attention to me.”
Jaejoong pushes himself up and stretches; “Changmin, leave him alone.” Jaejoong says, curling his fingers around Changmin’s hand.
“I am not talking to you, Jaejoong.” Changmin’s gaze doesn’t leave Yoochun’s face.
“Changmin-ah.”
“No.” Changmin says, shoving Jaejoong with his shoulder. Jaejoong gasps in shock and falls back on to the grass.
“Hey!” Yoochun yells, giving in all his strength to get rid of Changmin’s hold. “You hurt him.”
Jaejoong groans as he gets up, dusting his butt.
“Enough, Changmin.”
All of them turn and find Yunho with his jacket slung over off one shoulder and his bag hanging off the other. “Hyung!”
“I said, enough.” Yunho mutters. “Take my bag and leave it in my classroom.”
“What are you - “
“Changmin.”
“Okay got it.”
Changmin walks up to Yunho and takes his bag; “Meet me after school is over.” Yunho says.
“Alright, but, what are you doing here?”
“I can’t skip school.” Yunho laughs. “Now, go.” Yunho says pushing Changmin away. Changmin shakes his head and walks away, glancing at Yoochun and Jaejoong one last time.
Jaejoong clenches his jaw and stares at Yunho.
“I am going to go.” Yoochun says softly, his eyes flitting to Yunho and back to Jaejoong. He isn’t sure if Jaejoong heard him or not, but he doesn’t bother repeating himself and walks away real quick.
“Aren’t you gonna say hi.” Yunho smiles unabashedly.
Jaejoong rolls his eyes and speed walks away from Yunho.
“Hey. Hey! Hey! Hey!” Yunho sprints up to match Jaejoong’s fast steps. “Don’t run.”
“Fuck off.” Jaejoong says, stopping abruptly and shoving Yunho.
“Ow! Owowowowow!” Yunho screams, his jacket falls off and his left hand is wrapped in a cast. Jaejoong gasps and runs to Yunho.
“Shit.” Jaejoong whispers running his hand over Yunho’s cast. “Shit, this is bad.”
“You’re so cute cursing and all.” Yunho says, using his free hand to run his fingers down Jaejoong’s cheeks. Jaejoong responds immediately to Yunho’s touch and nearly purrs.
“Ah, goddamn you.” Jaejoong says, looking up to see Yunho in the eye.
“Hey, it’s not like I died.” Yunho says, shrugging.
“Don’t say things like that.” Jaejoong frowns, slightly pushing Yunho away but pulling him right back to hold him close.
“Do you want to go up on the terrace?” Yunho asks.
“Can’t.” Jaejoong says, cupping Yunho’s face. “Lunch is over.” He leans forward and presses a kiss to Yunho’s cheek. It feels good to have Yunho stand next to him, he’s missed that warm feeling.
Yunho whines a little when Jaejoong pulls away.
“You know,” Yunho calls out as Jaejoong walks away. “Changmin is not a bad guy at all. He’s just a little rough around the edges but he’s insanely smart. The school let him skip a year.”
Jaejoong smiles and turns around to look at Yunho; “Congrats on getting into the swimming nationals. Better take care of your arm if you still wanna stay in the team.” Jaejoong winks.
+
“I heard you were with that Jung boy today.”
“Nice to see you too, mom. How was Italy?”
“Kim Jaejoong, you will not use that tone with me.”
“I can’t be glad to see you?”
“If you father ever found out - “
“If.”
“You will not see that boy, you will not meet him, you will not talk to him and if it is in your power, don’t even stay in the same room as him. Have I made myself clear?”
“Crystal.”
+
ii-
a/n: I am so angry at myself for starting this. FML. Chapters are going to short - more like drabbles. Please go ahead and hate me :c
It's a high school fic.
Happy 7th anniversary, my loves. With you for now and for ever.