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Title: Fairytale Romance
Length: chaptered (3/?)
Author: iheartyunjae
Pairing: yunjae(main), yoosu
Rating: PG13
Themes: Romance
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters though the plot is mine.
Warning: Innocent!Jae, Sexy!Yun
Summary: Yunho always lead a carefree life. He was handsome, rich, with girls all over him. His fun days, however, were over now that his father was stepping down from the throne and expecting him to take his place. Being married at the age of 19 does not make things better.
Jaejoong, a caring, gentle young man living with his sick mother was expected to marry a rich man as his mother's last wish.Without knowing who his husband-to-be is, his carriage was accidentally switched with another and obliviously thrown into the arms of Jung Yunho. Will he be able to find true love in this perverted and rebellious man?
A/N: Jaejoongie makes his appearance in this chapter
Chapter III
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Yunho watched the sunset and slowly made his way back to the castle with a sigh.
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Yunho tossed and turned in his bed, still worrying about the marriage. ' I can't believe this! This is my first time losing beauty sleep over someone insignificant! Sleep, Yunho, sleep. I know, I'll count sheep! One sheep, two sheep, three sheep.....ninenty-seven sheep, ninety-eight sheep, ninety-nine sheep, A WHOLE DAMN FLOCK OF SHEEP!'
"Argh whoever created this method is nuts!" Yunho rolled out of bed and walked down the dark hallway towards Yoochun's room, who decided to stay here because of a certain duck butt.
He glared at the door for a moment and then banged on it loudly, " Yah! Yoochun-ah! Open this damn door before I kick it down myself!"
The door slowly opened, revealing an extremely pissed off and sleepy Yoochun. " What the hell is wrong with you now? Yunho do you know what time it is?! It's three, not in the afternoon, in the morning! Hurry up and say whatever you want to say so I can go back to sleep!"
Yunho pushed him aside and barged into the room, completely ignoring him. He plopped down on the bed and folded his arms behind his head. " Hey, what are you still doing by the door? Come on, let's chat."
Yoochun stared at him like he grew three heads. " Chat? Is it even in your dictionary? The last time we did this 'chatting' activity was when we were throwing mud pies at each other and conversing in googoo gaga language."
Yunho glared at him, " Haha. Very funny. Now if you're done complaining, get your butt over here."
" Yes, prince Yunho. So...What's up? Still worrying about your betrothed?"
" What else? As much as I hate to admit it, this unexpected situation is making me feel a little uneasy-" Yunho looked to the side and was greeted by Yoochun's sleeping face.He growled lowly and kicked the man off the bed.
Surprisingly, Yoochun rolled on the floor, not budging and eyes still closed.
Yunho was thinking of tickling him to death when he suddenly thought of a brilliant plan. "So...about Kim Junsu..."
Yoochun's eyes shot open in a flash and he jumped on the bed, tackling Yunho. " What? Did you see him? Why didn't you tell me? DId he say anything about me? Huh? Tell me! TELL ME!!!"
Bingo. "Chill. I was just going to ask you what happened between you two yesterday."
Yoochun's eyes filled with hearts and he smiled dreamily, " Junsu. Oh he's so cute! The blushing Junsu. The smiling Junsu. The clumsy Junsu. I love it! I love them all!"
That night, the two boys spent the entire night chatting like highschool girls in pajama parties.
Miles away from the castle was a mansion with two owners and a few servants.
A pale woman slowly walked into the kitchen and was not surprised to see her son creating a mess in there.
" Jaejoong-ah, are you cooking again? You know you can't even fry an egg dear." Mrs Kim smiled sympathetically at his son.
" I know Umma but I want to learn how to make porridge. You like it, don't you?"
"But the servants can-"
" It's ok Umma, I got it under control now go back to bed and rest. Should you even be walking around this much?"
" Alright, if you say so. Oh yes, I almost forgot. Come to my room after you're done. It's been a long time since we last had a mother and son chit-chat."
Jaejoong whipped his head back but his mother was already out of the door. 'Uh oh. The last time we had a chit-chat was two years ago and that was when she told me about her illness!'
After an hour of a disastrous attempt at cooking, Jaejoong finally gave up and nervously walked into Mrs Kim's room.
Mrs Kim looked up from the book she was reading and smiled warmly at him, "Ah, you're finally done. Come sit on the bed honey."
Jaejoong exhaled a breath he didn't know he was holding and sat down. " What is it Umma, you're scaring me."
Mrs Kim smiled even bigger, " Relax dear, it's good news this time." She took a deep breath and looked around the room, thinking of a way to break the news to her son.
"You and I are both aware that I don't have much time left. And there are still many things I want to do. But there is one thing I must see you fulfill for me before my death." She hesitated for a moment and then looked intently at Jaejoong, who was at this moment sweating like crazy.
"Before I tell you what it is, will you promise me you'll do it no matter what?"
Jaejoong thought for a moment and not wanting to disappoint his mother, he answered, " Oh...um...ok Umma. I promise?"
"You have to swear it Jaejoong, there's no turning back in this. Oh by the way, not to make you feel bad or anything, but I really, really, really, really want to see you do this." She smiled widely.
Jaejoong looked into his mother's sparkling and hopeful eyes and sighed, "Fine. I promise. I swear it. Cross my heart, hope to die, stick a needle in my eye."
Mrs Kim broke into a fit of giggles and took both of his son's hands into hers, " That's great! You know what, it's not that big of a problem really. I just want you to get married."
" Married?! Umma, have you forgotten I'm only 18?!"
" Of course not dear. It's every girl's dream to marry early and...you're as beautiful as a girl so I see nothing wrong with it."
Jaejoong's shoulders slumped, "Not only have you forgotten I'm only 18, you also fail to realize that i'm a B-O-Y. I don't wear dresses Umma." Before his mother could say anything he interrupted, "I know, I know. I promised. So...who is this lady?"
Mrs Kim rubbed his hands affectionately, "It's not a lady Jaejoong. It's a gentleman."
Jaejoong's jaw dropped and his eyes were as wide as saucers, "Umma! How could you? I'm a man! A MAN!"
"I know honey but this gentleman is very capable of taking care of you. He's very rich and handsome you know, at least...I think he is?"
"You 'think'?! Don't tell me you don't know who this 'gentleman' is?"
Mrs Kim smile sheepishly, "Well I wanted it to be a surprise for the both of us! Don't worry, the man also doesn't know who you are."
'Oh great. My mom is selling me off to a complete stranger.' Jaejoong rubbed his temple, got up, gave her a peck on the cheek and walked to the door. "It's late, you have to rest and I really don't want to think about this right now so goodnight."
Before Jaejoong even made it out the door, Mrs Kim called out, "Oh right. A carriage will be picking you up in a few days so start packing everything you need for your future love life."
Jaejoong froze in his spot and his face turned white with shock.
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A/N: I'll probably upload one more chap today so wait for me!!!
Btw instead of making Jaejoong a really good cook, I decided to try something different XD