[One-Shot] Bounded By Words
Yunjae. Angst. R. 723 Words.
A/N: My first and most probably last Yunjae. Wrote this really quick and my brain is incoherent atm to spot mistakes XD
WARNING: Character Death. Really really really angsty!
The plumping of their pillows, the flattening of their sheets pushing the creases away, it reminded him...
I love you Kim Jaejoong.
Preparing breakfast, lying down the cutlery, staring into the empty seat, he’s reminded.
I love you Kim Jaejoong.
He’s completely zoned out at work, twirling round in his chair he pulls out the framed photo of the two of them. Their beaming smiles, their entwined fingers, the invasion of each others’ person space. Engraved below are the words.
I love you Kim Jaejoong.
He sits on the stool downing shots, he motions to the bartender for another.
“I think you’ve had enough sir”. All Jaejoong hears is...
I love you Kim Jaejoong.
He’s tossing and turning, his forehead glistens as he builds up a sweat. It’s haunting him, it’s repeating over and over again like a broken treadmill. Faster and faster.
I love you Kim Jaejoong.
I love you Kim Jaejoong.
I love you Kim Jaejoong.
He bounded by five simple words. Five words that meant so much to Jaejoong but nothing to Yunho.
The sheets he straightens, the pillows he plumps. If only the creases in his life were that easy to iron out.
Every direction he looked at, he was constantly remind of the deceit and the countless number of lies than came out from Yunho’s mouth.
“Sorry babe, caught up in a meeting” “Jae don’t wait up, need to finish this report for the boss”.
Deep down he knew. Jaejoong knew exactly what he meant.
“Sorry babe, caught up with some innocent guy who doesn’t know I’m cheating on my man of four years” “Jae don’t wait up, fucking the guy a few blocks down the street”.
Yet Yunho was always to ‘cover it up’ with his meaningless I love yous that Jaejoong longed to hear.
Secretly he hoped Yunho meant the words that he spoken so convincingly, that the affection he had towards Jaejoong was real, that the kisses they shared lit up the spark from within Yunho like it did with Jaejoong.
Did he feel anything for Jaejoong or was he another easy fuck that stuck by Yunho?
Was it real?
Did Jung Yunho really love Kim Jaejoong? Ever?
****
He had nothing to lose.
He dragged Yunho to the spot they once watched the stars from.
Sun warming his pale skin, Jaejoong stepped up onto the ledge.
“Yunho, do you see me as an easy target?”
Jaejoong longed for the right answer. Yunho scrunched his face in confusion, his eyebrows meeting as easy as how Jaejoong and he met four years ago.
“Of course not”.
“I’m not as strong as you think I am, I’m breaking away.”
“Don’t be silly. You are strong”.
“I’m fragile, I break as soon as I hit the ground”.
Jaejoong’s feet were dangerously close to the edge of the thirty storey building.
“Babe get down.”
“Do you love me Yunho?”
“Where’s all this coming from?”
“DO YOU LOVE ME JUNG YUNHO!!”
“Jae...please just step away befor-”.
“Then would you catch me before I hit the ground?”
Jaejoong closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. One step was all it took.
He feels lightheaded for a split second.
“ARE YOU FUCKING CRAZY JAE!?”
Jaejoong’s arms are grabbed forcefully, they struggle. Yunho tries to hold onto something with his legs, the weight was getting unbearable.
One thing for sure, he wasn’t going to lose Jaejoong.
Jaejoong pulls on one of Yunho’s arms, reaching up he brushes his face against the younger man’s. The warmth of his kiss tingles Yunho’s body.
“I knew you’d catch me if I fell”.
Tears escaped the corners of his eyes which rolled off onto his lovers shivering body.
“It’s too late...”
Yunho lost Jaejoong long before this day, who was Jaejoong kidding. He was gone long before Yunho showered him with gifts to cover up his infidelity.
The older man relaxes as he lets gravity take over, he stops fighting, he stops pondering on the what could have beens. He’s going to be free.
Fingernails scratching the fabric of Yunho’s jacket, slipping out from each other’s touch, fingers curl interlocking for the final time.
It’s almost as it’s in slow motion, Yunho’s tears blur the vision of Jaejoong disappearing from his view the older man was getting smaller and smaller.
“I love you Kim Jaejoong” .
~~~~~~~
*Runs and hides*
Comments are loved ♥
A/N: My first and most probably last Yunjae. Wrote this really quick and my brain is incoherent atm to spot mistakes XD
WARNING: Character Death. Really really really angsty!
The plumping of their pillows, the flattening of their sheets pushing the creases away, it reminded him...
I love you Kim Jaejoong.
Preparing breakfast, lying down the cutlery, staring into the empty seat, he’s reminded.
I love you Kim Jaejoong.
He’s completely zoned out at work, twirling round in his chair he pulls out the framed photo of the two of them. Their beaming smiles, their entwined fingers, the invasion of each others’ person space. Engraved below are the words.
I love you Kim Jaejoong.
He sits on the stool downing shots, he motions to the bartender for another.
“I think you’ve had enough sir”. All Jaejoong hears is...
I love you Kim Jaejoong.
He’s tossing and turning, his forehead glistens as he builds up a sweat. It’s haunting him, it’s repeating over and over again like a broken treadmill. Faster and faster.
I love you Kim Jaejoong.
I love you Kim Jaejoong.
I love you Kim Jaejoong.
He bounded by five simple words. Five words that meant so much to Jaejoong but nothing to Yunho.
The sheets he straightens, the pillows he plumps. If only the creases in his life were that easy to iron out.
Every direction he looked at, he was constantly remind of the deceit and the countless number of lies than came out from Yunho’s mouth.
“Sorry babe, caught up in a meeting” “Jae don’t wait up, need to finish this report for the boss”.
Deep down he knew. Jaejoong knew exactly what he meant.
“Sorry babe, caught up with some innocent guy who doesn’t know I’m cheating on my man of four years” “Jae don’t wait up, fucking the guy a few blocks down the street”.
Yet Yunho was always to ‘cover it up’ with his meaningless I love yous that Jaejoong longed to hear.
Secretly he hoped Yunho meant the words that he spoken so convincingly, that the affection he had towards Jaejoong was real, that the kisses they shared lit up the spark from within Yunho like it did with Jaejoong.
Did he feel anything for Jaejoong or was he another easy fuck that stuck by Yunho?
Was it real?
Did Jung Yunho really love Kim Jaejoong? Ever?
****
He had nothing to lose.
He dragged Yunho to the spot they once watched the stars from.
Sun warming his pale skin, Jaejoong stepped up onto the ledge.
“Yunho, do you see me as an easy target?”
Jaejoong longed for the right answer. Yunho scrunched his face in confusion, his eyebrows meeting as easy as how Jaejoong and he met four years ago.
“Of course not”.
“I’m not as strong as you think I am, I’m breaking away.”
“Don’t be silly. You are strong”.
“I’m fragile, I break as soon as I hit the ground”.
Jaejoong’s feet were dangerously close to the edge of the thirty storey building.
“Babe get down.”
“Do you love me Yunho?”
“Where’s all this coming from?”
“DO YOU LOVE ME JUNG YUNHO!!”
“Jae...please just step away befor-”.
“Then would you catch me before I hit the ground?”
Jaejoong closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. One step was all it took.
He feels lightheaded for a split second.
“ARE YOU FUCKING CRAZY JAE!?”
Jaejoong’s arms are grabbed forcefully, they struggle. Yunho tries to hold onto something with his legs, the weight was getting unbearable.
One thing for sure, he wasn’t going to lose Jaejoong.
Jaejoong pulls on one of Yunho’s arms, reaching up he brushes his face against the younger man’s. The warmth of his kiss tingles Yunho’s body.
“I knew you’d catch me if I fell”.
Tears escaped the corners of his eyes which rolled off onto his lovers shivering body.
“It’s too late...”
Yunho lost Jaejoong long before this day, who was Jaejoong kidding. He was gone long before Yunho showered him with gifts to cover up his infidelity.
The older man relaxes as he lets gravity take over, he stops fighting, he stops pondering on the what could have beens. He’s going to be free.
Fingernails scratching the fabric of Yunho’s jacket, slipping out from each other’s touch, fingers curl interlocking for the final time.
It’s almost as it’s in slow motion, Yunho’s tears blur the vision of Jaejoong disappearing from his view the older man was getting smaller and smaller.
“I love you Kim Jaejoong” .
~~~~~~~
*Runs and hides*
Comments are loved ♥