Between The Gaps; 00
Title: Between The Gaps
Author: forever_smilez
Pairing: Yoochun/Junsu
Length: Short Story [00/04]
Genre: Angst, lots of angst!
Rating: PG
Summary: All Junsu needed to do was read between the lines and he would find it. Could Yoochun make him realise before it was too late?
Warning: Mpreg-ish. Like I meantioned it's a really angsty fic, so if you don't like that kind of stuff then this fic is not for you :)
A/N: First on-going fic solely for our Yoosu :P Please excuse my grammar, I am a failure... :/
It's a really short story about 5/6 chapters therefore a lot happens in each part, I've put so much effort into this fic so comments/feedback would really be appreciated :) I want to know your reactions before I continue in this direction...Enjoy!! ♥♥♥
Oh anyone on twitter? :D I have a newish account and will be updating when I write/post my next update along with spazzing at anything DBSK related xD Follow me~~ @forever_smilezx ♥
The fairy tale he had dreamed off was slowly disappearing out of sight. His perfect turned to hell in a matter of a few words, maybe his fairy tale wasn’t destined for a happily ever after.
All Junsu needed to do was read between the lines and he would find it. Could Yoochun make him realise before it was too late?
Their fairytale, the once upon a time which started so perfectly and was set to last. Their relationship was like how fairytales were generally written as. The typical storyline of falling in love, with throws of evil which restricts their relationship. Then there was obviously the hero of the story, the handsome young prince who would arrive just on time, killing off all signs of evil which leads to the cliché happy ending. Simple huh? Perfect in fact.
If only reality would be so kind. Reality…
It was simply a dream; the ideal world he once dreamt was disappearing off into the clouds; as all dreams do. He couldn’t keep up with the speed this dream was travelling at to join it drifting off into happiness.
His dream, when it started to transpire into reality, wasn’t perfect. The pain, the frustrations, the barriers, they were never part of his world; they never even crossed his mind because they never do, do they? It was the factors of the fairytale one would want to avoid; ignorance was bliss or so they say.
Ignorance eventually gets the better of you, it’s the way life is, and life never comes in forms of just happiness and perfect. It came in forms of every emotion possible including hurt, betrayal and losing the people closest to you.
Evils and obstacles came in at every chance possible; his prince had no way or no chance to save the story. How could he when he didn't know, he didn't have a storyline to prompt him.
Reality, reality was when the evil remained concealed in a farce of pretence. All smiles and hugs, all sympathy and love. All complete lies.
His dream was shattered the moment his lover’s birth mother arrived on their doorstep. The truth until that day started to unravel. His lover’s world started to tear apart, this sudden intrusion began to ruin the family he spent his whole life with. She charges into all their lives expecting a chance to fix the wrongs and relieve the guilt on her heart, and they allowed her to.
Life was too short they said, they gave her a chance because they were not bitter people, her son allowed a place for her in his heart. They built their relationship from scratch, she secured the place in his heart, yet she was the cause of shattering their fairytale. This was only the start…
Their relationship went from perfect to over in a matter of seconds. Like a drop of ink in clear pure water, it became unsettled, contaminated, disappearing beyond anyone’s reach. The beginning of an uncontrollable journey.
They say bad things happen for a reason, what was the reason for their world to shattered into tiny pieces? What had they done to deserve this?
I’m sorry Junsu-shi, the baby. You’ve…
His heart literally stops and the remaining words of his doctors are murmurs to his ears. He watches the older man’s mouth move, his eyes sympathetically apologising. All Junsu hears are repeated phrases from both past and present, the words that’ll remain forever engraved in his mind.
I’m so happy for you Junsu-ah, this baby means the world to Yoochun.
You’ve had a miscarriage.
Miscarriage.
Miscarriage.
This baby means the world to Yoochun.
Miscarriage.
His baby, their baby. Junsu and Yoochun’s baby was gone.
~~~~~~
Junsu-ah, I promise I'll catch you whenever you fall.
The words spoken so naively, how could he possibly catch Junsu when he didn’t even know Junsu was falling?
Time was of the essence, the moment Yoochun found out, he ran, he ran with all his might. Every stride he took, faster and faster and...no, his body eventually failed to comply. As much as he wanted to run at the speed of lightening, he was no cheetah. He was human and a human being’s body could only take so much, so much so, Yoochun’s speed deteriorated as weakness took over, his legs shook refusing to move an inch further. Scrapping through concrete pavement, he dragged himself to his destination; his heart didn’t want to refuse on him.
Could he catch Junsu before he hits the ground?
~~~~~~
Junsu walks the journey they had walked for the past three years, today he walks it alone. The route they shared would disappear in time. It had to. Moving on required them to do so, even if that weight would loam in their heart. It would disappear eventually. It had to. It would.
All he packed was one suitcase; everything else was left behind at the home of Yoochun and his. Yet it wasn’t his no longer, it was just Yoochun’s home from this moment on.
The path that had became a daily norm for then, the path that didn’t need to be remembered as it had been engraved in their minds, their three year path was crumbling away behind Junsu. Every step forward determined that there was no way he could turn back.
Junsu was adamant this was the right decision, even though it was a selfish one, leaving everything and everyone behind with no word or warning. It was the best. The words which circled his mind repeatedly, the words which stopped his body from turning the full 360 degrees back to the route they had. It was the best.
Junsu closes his eyes as he breathes in the scent of the city and listens to the forms of familiarity for the final time before leaving to a place still undecided. Anywhere but here. They were the simple words that were also tattooed in his mind. It WAS the best, ANYWHERE but here.
The cold breeze stabbing against his skin is suddenly obstructed as a blanket of warmth envelops him.
“Junsu...”
For a split second he thought he heard his name in the midst of passing cars and footsteps.
“Junsu.”
That voice.
“Junsu…”
His heart.
A firm grip circles his waist pulling him back. His chest pressing against his back, Junsu closes his eyes and gently moulds into Yoochun’s hold.
He bites on his lower lip trying to hold in the tears that threaten to fall, he cups the interlocking hands around his waist and attempts to loosen the stubborn grip.
“Don’t go.” The older man whispers in the crook of his shoulder, trailing kisses along his neck. “Please Junsu-ah, please. I love you, don’t leave.”
The baby means the world to Yoochun. I’m so glad you are able to give him everything he’s ever wanted, a child.
Junsu’s eyes snaps open, hands cupping thin air, the weight on his back gone. Frantically he turns back; he receives stares from all directions. People walking pass him, people brushing against him but no one holding him back.
Another dream gone with the wind.
Junsu-ah, I promise I'll catch you whenever you fall.
“Yoochun-ah you can’t.”
Junsu had fallen.
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Next Chapter: 01
Author: forever_smilez
Pairing: Yoochun/Junsu
Length: Short Story [00/04]
Genre: Angst, lots of angst!
Rating: PG
Summary: All Junsu needed to do was read between the lines and he would find it. Could Yoochun make him realise before it was too late?
Warning: Mpreg-ish. Like I meantioned it's a really angsty fic, so if you don't like that kind of stuff then this fic is not for you :)
A/N: First on-going fic solely for our Yoosu :P Please excuse my grammar, I am a failure... :/
It's a really short story about 5/6 chapters therefore a lot happens in each part, I've put so much effort into this fic so comments/feedback would really be appreciated :) I want to know your reactions before I continue in this direction...Enjoy!! ♥♥♥
Oh anyone on twitter? :D I have a newish account and will be updating when I write/post my next update along with spazzing at anything DBSK related xD Follow me~~ @forever_smilezx ♥
The fairy tale he had dreamed off was slowly disappearing out of sight. His perfect turned to hell in a matter of a few words, maybe his fairy tale wasn’t destined for a happily ever after.
All Junsu needed to do was read between the lines and he would find it. Could Yoochun make him realise before it was too late?
Their fairytale, the once upon a time which started so perfectly and was set to last. Their relationship was like how fairytales were generally written as. The typical storyline of falling in love, with throws of evil which restricts their relationship. Then there was obviously the hero of the story, the handsome young prince who would arrive just on time, killing off all signs of evil which leads to the cliché happy ending. Simple huh? Perfect in fact.
If only reality would be so kind. Reality…
It was simply a dream; the ideal world he once dreamt was disappearing off into the clouds; as all dreams do. He couldn’t keep up with the speed this dream was travelling at to join it drifting off into happiness.
His dream, when it started to transpire into reality, wasn’t perfect. The pain, the frustrations, the barriers, they were never part of his world; they never even crossed his mind because they never do, do they? It was the factors of the fairytale one would want to avoid; ignorance was bliss or so they say.
Ignorance eventually gets the better of you, it’s the way life is, and life never comes in forms of just happiness and perfect. It came in forms of every emotion possible including hurt, betrayal and losing the people closest to you.
Evils and obstacles came in at every chance possible; his prince had no way or no chance to save the story. How could he when he didn't know, he didn't have a storyline to prompt him.
Reality, reality was when the evil remained concealed in a farce of pretence. All smiles and hugs, all sympathy and love. All complete lies.
His dream was shattered the moment his lover’s birth mother arrived on their doorstep. The truth until that day started to unravel. His lover’s world started to tear apart, this sudden intrusion began to ruin the family he spent his whole life with. She charges into all their lives expecting a chance to fix the wrongs and relieve the guilt on her heart, and they allowed her to.
Life was too short they said, they gave her a chance because they were not bitter people, her son allowed a place for her in his heart. They built their relationship from scratch, she secured the place in his heart, yet she was the cause of shattering their fairytale. This was only the start…
Their relationship went from perfect to over in a matter of seconds. Like a drop of ink in clear pure water, it became unsettled, contaminated, disappearing beyond anyone’s reach. The beginning of an uncontrollable journey.
They say bad things happen for a reason, what was the reason for their world to shattered into tiny pieces? What had they done to deserve this?
I’m sorry Junsu-shi, the baby. You’ve…
His heart literally stops and the remaining words of his doctors are murmurs to his ears. He watches the older man’s mouth move, his eyes sympathetically apologising. All Junsu hears are repeated phrases from both past and present, the words that’ll remain forever engraved in his mind.
I’m so happy for you Junsu-ah, this baby means the world to Yoochun.
You’ve had a miscarriage.
Miscarriage.
Miscarriage.
This baby means the world to Yoochun.
Miscarriage.
His baby, their baby. Junsu and Yoochun’s baby was gone.
~~~~~~
Junsu-ah, I promise I'll catch you whenever you fall.
The words spoken so naively, how could he possibly catch Junsu when he didn’t even know Junsu was falling?
Time was of the essence, the moment Yoochun found out, he ran, he ran with all his might. Every stride he took, faster and faster and...no, his body eventually failed to comply. As much as he wanted to run at the speed of lightening, he was no cheetah. He was human and a human being’s body could only take so much, so much so, Yoochun’s speed deteriorated as weakness took over, his legs shook refusing to move an inch further. Scrapping through concrete pavement, he dragged himself to his destination; his heart didn’t want to refuse on him.
Could he catch Junsu before he hits the ground?
~~~~~~
Junsu walks the journey they had walked for the past three years, today he walks it alone. The route they shared would disappear in time. It had to. Moving on required them to do so, even if that weight would loam in their heart. It would disappear eventually. It had to. It would.
All he packed was one suitcase; everything else was left behind at the home of Yoochun and his. Yet it wasn’t his no longer, it was just Yoochun’s home from this moment on.
The path that had became a daily norm for then, the path that didn’t need to be remembered as it had been engraved in their minds, their three year path was crumbling away behind Junsu. Every step forward determined that there was no way he could turn back.
Junsu was adamant this was the right decision, even though it was a selfish one, leaving everything and everyone behind with no word or warning. It was the best. The words which circled his mind repeatedly, the words which stopped his body from turning the full 360 degrees back to the route they had. It was the best.
Junsu closes his eyes as he breathes in the scent of the city and listens to the forms of familiarity for the final time before leaving to a place still undecided. Anywhere but here. They were the simple words that were also tattooed in his mind. It WAS the best, ANYWHERE but here.
The cold breeze stabbing against his skin is suddenly obstructed as a blanket of warmth envelops him.
“Junsu...”
For a split second he thought he heard his name in the midst of passing cars and footsteps.
“Junsu.”
That voice.
“Junsu…”
His heart.
A firm grip circles his waist pulling him back. His chest pressing against his back, Junsu closes his eyes and gently moulds into Yoochun’s hold.
He bites on his lower lip trying to hold in the tears that threaten to fall, he cups the interlocking hands around his waist and attempts to loosen the stubborn grip.
“Don’t go.” The older man whispers in the crook of his shoulder, trailing kisses along his neck. “Please Junsu-ah, please. I love you, don’t leave.”
The baby means the world to Yoochun. I’m so glad you are able to give him everything he’s ever wanted, a child.
Junsu’s eyes snaps open, hands cupping thin air, the weight on his back gone. Frantically he turns back; he receives stares from all directions. People walking pass him, people brushing against him but no one holding him back.
Another dream gone with the wind.
Junsu-ah, I promise I'll catch you whenever you fall.
“Yoochun-ah you can’t.”
Junsu had fallen.
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