[FIC] Don't Look Back [2/5]
Title: [FIC] Don't Look Back
Pairing: YunJae
Genre: angst,slight romance
Rating: PG-13
Warning: Vivid description of serious illness and character death
Summary: Yunho finds a boy wandering around the streets. When he talks, he doesn't make any sense at all. Yunho later discovers that the boy is mentally retarded. Without thinking twice, he takes the boy home and cares for him. He'll admit its a challenge, seeing as the boy breaks everything in the house, but Yunho doesn't want to give up on him. He does everything he can to make sure the kid gets better.
Years pass and their relationship begins to change, until one faithful accident will leave Yunho heartbroken.
~ Chapter Two~
Yunho's POV:
I woke up the next morning feeling refreshed and alive again. The incident from the day before suddenly entered my mind and the doctor’s words replayed themselves over and over again in my head, ‘When he’s living with you, you'll need to pay special attention to him. He doesn’t know how to do a lot of simple things like change his clothes and use the bathroom. You’ll need to help him plenty when he runs into trouble.’
With my eyes still closed, I stretched my hand out to see if JaeJoong was still sleeping. The spot was empty. I immediately shot up from the bed then. “JaeJoong?”
I heard a crash sound, like glass breaking, coming from downstairs. I quickly ran out of the room and down the steps and saw JaeJoong breaking everything in the house, from the dishes to the TV, to my picture frames hanging on the walls, everything.
“JaeJoong stop it! What are you doing?!”
I couldn’t get close to him as there was too much glass on the floor. I was helpless. I couldn’t do anything except watch him scream and yell and break everything in the house. He finally calmed down a bit after about 6 minutes. JaeJoong sat on the floor and began to cry. I brought a broom from the kitchen and quickly cleaned up the mess. After I made a path I could walk to reach him, I ran over and hugged him. He cried even louder as I held him.
“Shh, JaeJoong, don’t cry. Everything’s going to be ok.”
I somehow wished I could believe what I was telling him, but I knew for a fact that it would take a miracle to get JaeJoong to be normal. I couldn’t do anything but cry with him. Cry my silent tears I wish I could cry out loud.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
I asked JaeJoong if he was hungry and he nodded. We walked to the kitchen and he sat at the table waiting for me to get him something to eat. As I was cooking, I turned around to see if he was ok, but his expression was unreadable. He wasn't staring at anything in particular. I began to worry about him even more. Since I bought him home, he hasn’t been talking much like when we first met. Maybe it’s because of the new environment. He’s probably not adjusted to it yet.
“Here you go” I said placing the plate of food in front of him. He studied it for a moment before picking it up and putting it in his mouth. A small smile appeared on his lips as he took another bite and another and another.
“You like it?”
He nodded.
I ruffled his hair, “good boy, now eat up. We’re going out later today to buy you some new clothes.”
He didn’t seem to pay much attention to what I was saying. He was staring intently at his food and enjoying it. But who am I to complain. I never made food for anyone before, but if JaeJoong liked it then I must be a good cook. That or the fact that he was really hungry after not having a proper meal to eat after so many years ...
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
“JaeJoong, do you like this?” I asked and held up the shirt for him to see.
He touched the fabric and took the shirt from my hands. “I don’t like it!” he yelled and threw it on the floor.
I bent down quickly to pick it up, “Ok ok, then let’s go see another one” I said quickly as to not draw attention from other people.
I lifted up a red shirt and he said it was pretty. We went through the whole store and paid for everything after we were done shopping. We walked back home and JaeJoong seemed rather excited to be back at the house. I didn’t understand why, until he started doing it again. He pushed the couch down, threw my laptop on the floor, and upturned the computer desk. It seemed like he was doing more damage than he did earlier today. I tried calming him down, but nothing worked.
“I hate you! You think I’m stupid and you don’t want me! You’re gonna throw me out on the streets just like what they did to me before!” he yelled at me.
I was growing tired of all his fighting and accusations at me. I grabbed him by his waist then and set him harshly down on the floor. I got on top of him and pinned his arms down and said to him in a dead tone, “Listen JaeJoong, I will never leave you, I will never think you’re stupid, I will never throw you out on the streets, and I will never hate you.”
I needed to emphasize my point and I needed him to trust me if he ever wanted to get better. Even though he appeared as if he didn't understand what I was saying on the outside, I knew for a fact that he understood every word that I said on the inside.
He was on the verge of tears again, so I released him and let him cry on the floor. I walked away from him and cried myself on my way to the bedroom.
‘I will never do any of those things to you JaeJoong, Never!’
Pairing: YunJae
Genre: angst,slight romance
Rating: PG-13
Warning: Vivid description of serious illness and character death
Summary: Yunho finds a boy wandering around the streets. When he talks, he doesn't make any sense at all. Yunho later discovers that the boy is mentally retarded. Without thinking twice, he takes the boy home and cares for him. He'll admit its a challenge, seeing as the boy breaks everything in the house, but Yunho doesn't want to give up on him. He does everything he can to make sure the kid gets better.
Years pass and their relationship begins to change, until one faithful accident will leave Yunho heartbroken.
~ Chapter Two~
Yunho's POV:
I woke up the next morning feeling refreshed and alive again. The incident from the day before suddenly entered my mind and the doctor’s words replayed themselves over and over again in my head, ‘When he’s living with you, you'll need to pay special attention to him. He doesn’t know how to do a lot of simple things like change his clothes and use the bathroom. You’ll need to help him plenty when he runs into trouble.’
With my eyes still closed, I stretched my hand out to see if JaeJoong was still sleeping. The spot was empty. I immediately shot up from the bed then. “JaeJoong?”
I heard a crash sound, like glass breaking, coming from downstairs. I quickly ran out of the room and down the steps and saw JaeJoong breaking everything in the house, from the dishes to the TV, to my picture frames hanging on the walls, everything.
“JaeJoong stop it! What are you doing?!”
I couldn’t get close to him as there was too much glass on the floor. I was helpless. I couldn’t do anything except watch him scream and yell and break everything in the house. He finally calmed down a bit after about 6 minutes. JaeJoong sat on the floor and began to cry. I brought a broom from the kitchen and quickly cleaned up the mess. After I made a path I could walk to reach him, I ran over and hugged him. He cried even louder as I held him.
“Shh, JaeJoong, don’t cry. Everything’s going to be ok.”
I somehow wished I could believe what I was telling him, but I knew for a fact that it would take a miracle to get JaeJoong to be normal. I couldn’t do anything but cry with him. Cry my silent tears I wish I could cry out loud.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
I asked JaeJoong if he was hungry and he nodded. We walked to the kitchen and he sat at the table waiting for me to get him something to eat. As I was cooking, I turned around to see if he was ok, but his expression was unreadable. He wasn't staring at anything in particular. I began to worry about him even more. Since I bought him home, he hasn’t been talking much like when we first met. Maybe it’s because of the new environment. He’s probably not adjusted to it yet.
“Here you go” I said placing the plate of food in front of him. He studied it for a moment before picking it up and putting it in his mouth. A small smile appeared on his lips as he took another bite and another and another.
“You like it?”
He nodded.
I ruffled his hair, “good boy, now eat up. We’re going out later today to buy you some new clothes.”
He didn’t seem to pay much attention to what I was saying. He was staring intently at his food and enjoying it. But who am I to complain. I never made food for anyone before, but if JaeJoong liked it then I must be a good cook. That or the fact that he was really hungry after not having a proper meal to eat after so many years ...
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
“JaeJoong, do you like this?” I asked and held up the shirt for him to see.
He touched the fabric and took the shirt from my hands. “I don’t like it!” he yelled and threw it on the floor.
I bent down quickly to pick it up, “Ok ok, then let’s go see another one” I said quickly as to not draw attention from other people.
I lifted up a red shirt and he said it was pretty. We went through the whole store and paid for everything after we were done shopping. We walked back home and JaeJoong seemed rather excited to be back at the house. I didn’t understand why, until he started doing it again. He pushed the couch down, threw my laptop on the floor, and upturned the computer desk. It seemed like he was doing more damage than he did earlier today. I tried calming him down, but nothing worked.
“I hate you! You think I’m stupid and you don’t want me! You’re gonna throw me out on the streets just like what they did to me before!” he yelled at me.
I was growing tired of all his fighting and accusations at me. I grabbed him by his waist then and set him harshly down on the floor. I got on top of him and pinned his arms down and said to him in a dead tone, “Listen JaeJoong, I will never leave you, I will never think you’re stupid, I will never throw you out on the streets, and I will never hate you.”
I needed to emphasize my point and I needed him to trust me if he ever wanted to get better. Even though he appeared as if he didn't understand what I was saying on the outside, I knew for a fact that he understood every word that I said on the inside.
He was on the verge of tears again, so I released him and let him cry on the floor. I walked away from him and cried myself on my way to the bedroom.
‘I will never do any of those things to you JaeJoong, Never!’