Flower Love - Chapter 7
Title: Flower Love
Couple: Yunho/Jaejoong
Genre: Angst, Drama, Historical AU, Romance
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Kim Jaejoong, a commoner of the Joseon Dynasty of Korea befriends Jung Yunho, the son of the head of the police enforcement. The friendship seems to be fragile to outsiders, but the two don’t falter as they enjoy each other’s company. That is until the peace is disturbed by villagers who mysteriously disappear without a trace. Jaejoong is at the sidelines while Yunho leads the case, but then Jaejoong’s little sister turns out to be the newest victim and the two men desperately begin searching for the truth.
✿제 7 장✿
Chapter 7
“I… I… My lord,” I started. “My feelings…”
“Take it easy.” Jung Yunho trailed his hands over my back. “Don’t rush your words; we have time.”
“Y-You know, when I first met you, I… I still didn’t know about you.” I loosened up - as far as I could, because I was still in his tight hold, my hands were trapped between our chest while I softly rested my chin on his broad shoulder. I went on, “ ‘What do I have to lose?’ I thought, so I didn’t try to hold back my blunt personality. I mocked your manner of speaking, your tanned skin and whatsoever.”
Jung Yunho’s hand stopped at the bottom of my jeogori. Although my breath staggered I forced myself to remain calm. I softly pushed his body off mine. Jung Yunho gazed at me whereas his hands slowly left the small of my back. I sat back, leaning to the side. I picked a flower and crushed the petals between my fingers. Jung Yunho watched along as I let the crumbled flower fall back to its family on the ground.
“Day by day you made me feel different,” I drawled. “Feelings I had never felt were suddenly there, my stomach started to clench when meeting and seeing you, my cheeks also felt very hot whenever you said something or simply gazed at me. These things were all so new to me,” I said. “My lord, you made me feel like a kid, so shy and naïve…”
I leant back on my hand and stared at the border of the field were the green trees softly danced in the wind.
“And that embrace!” I blurted out all of a sudden. “What were you thinking back then and there? I was floored; I didn’t have a clue about what was going on!”
Jung Yunho shifted his position after my shout, “That… I was so worried about you, then. Very worried…”
“But-”
“I do not want you to find out the reasons why I was so desperate to have you close to me. I just want you to know that I worry about your safety,” he said sternly.
My body stiffened from his strict words and he immediately apologised for his rudeness. I shook my head and muttered that it was okay.
A small breeze passed by and it caused Jung Yunho’s body odour to lighten up like a sudden flame in my senses. I involuntarily let out a whimper and buried my face in my knees, my nose effectively cut off from a new sudden arousal of scent. Why was this man so addicting, so sinful to me? Everything he did and was seemed better, richer and prettier.
“What is wrong?” he asked.
My head was still lowered when I heard him move closer next to me. Our shoulders brushed as he softly sat down. I felt a hand travel down the small of my back and I gasped when it stopped moving and he gently held onto my tiny waist.
“Go on,” he whispered, urging me to continue my talk.
“Then…” I whispered after swallowing my saliva. I lifted my head and wriggled when I felt his fingers move softly over the waistband of my baji. “Thinking about - excuse me for my rudeness - you had feelings for me - vulgar feelings I mean by that.” I inhaled sharply and immediately wished I hadn’t done it because I smelt his spiciness. My eyes felt clouded over. The flowers seemed to have a lighter tint of pink and I knew it had to be caused by the man who held me oh so tenderly. I turned my head upwards and indeed, even the blueness of the sky seemed to have a lighter shade.
“What about those vulgar feelings?” Jung Yunho asked after I had been quiet for a time.
“Those wicked thoughts, I was shocked by having them.”
“You weren’t shocked that I was the one who seemed to take a liking towards the same gender?”
“No…” I pondered. “Just me having the thoughts were enough to disgust me. You surely had to have a good reason for preferring the same gender. I don’t doubt that.”
Jung Yunho slowly pulled back from his hold. I felt him stare at me but I didn’t dare to take a look and instead focused on the three small red bows of Jung Yunho’s police attire. I was made to look at him though when Jung Yunho’s fingers lifted my chin upwards. Our eyes met. I stared into his light-brown orbs. I squirmed under his deep gaze and felt so utterly lost.
“A good reason I surely do have, Jaejoong-ssi.”
My eyes ludicrously opened when I saw Jung Yunho lean in. He wasn’t looking at me anymore. Oh no! His eyes were fixed lower; on my pair of plump lips. Unconsciously, my tongue trailed over my bottom lip. I saw his gaze follow the movement and it made me feel so very self-conscious of my actions. My head was still kept in place by his right hand when his other hand cupped my cheek in a delicate manner. As if in trance Jung Yunho slowly moved closer. My eyes shot from his eyes to his lips and back again.
My heart thundered in my chest and I was sure it would either stop beating or burst out of my body. I had never felt my stomach clench this hard and I gripped the fabric of my baji hard with my hands in the hope I could transfer some of my belly pain.
I felt the soft, hot pants of breath against my lips and I couldn’t help but squirm under his piercing gaze. Jung Yunho was so focused on me that I didn’t notice my discomfort.
“M-my lord,” I stuttered.
“Shush…” he breathed. His thumb softly stroked my cheek.
I shut my eyes just when a soft kiss was pressed against the corner of my lips. My hands trembled on my lap and my lungs demanded intakes of fresh air as I was stupefied what was actually happening at this very moment.
With a yelp I pushed him away. He fell down and had to catch his balance by placing his hands on the ground next to him.
I hastily got up and didn’t mind to give him any goodbye when I stalked away from him.
“Jaejoong-ssi! Jaejoong-ssi!” Jung Yunho called me. “Wait! Please, wait, I’m sorry!”
I didn’t turn around when I heard the rustlings of the flowers clarifying Jung Yunho was behind me. A hand was laid on my shoulder and I was forced to halt in my track. I heavily breathed and turned around, glaring at Jung Yunho.
What in the world did that Jung just do?!
Why?!
How could he?!
“I’m so sorry,” he whispered. His voice was filled with regret, but I didn’t know whether I could believe his words or not.
“Those actions,” I said while peering lividly at him. “Were malicious! How could you?!”
Black strands moved in my face by a sudden breeze of the wind and I forcefully tucked them behind my ears with a hiss. My hands were then clenched into fists.
“Jaejoong-ssi…”
I furiously shook my head. “No… no… This has to stop.”
This couldn’t continue any longer. Jung Yunho was falling from life and he was taking me down. He was going to turn our days in the future into nothing more than bitterness and trouble. Jung Yunho had to be crazy otherwise he wouldn’t have risked his life by those intimate actions he just pulled off.
“Thank you for everything, my lord Jung Yunho-ssi,” I said. “But our ways have to part here.”
With that said I turned around and left the baffled man behind me. I was halfway the field until I heard his shout.
“Let me prove it to you!” he yelled.
I didn’t turn around, but I stopped walking. I stared at the side of the field where the trees promised me shelter and a way out.
But, please…
Could someone tell me why I didn’t stop, but my heart already started to give him a second chance?
“Please, Jaejoong-ssi,” he begged. “Let me prove to you that I will make you see we can make it happen; that we can figure it out to be together and that we can love each other!”
Love?
“Don’t tell me you want to leave me behind…?”
Why?
“You liked spending time with me, right?”
I bit down on my plump lower lip in worry as I thought back to the beginning of last week. I had to admit that I had never felt like this before, but to say that it was love? How does one define love? I had never loved someone romantically; the members of my family were the only ones that came close to love.
“I did. I did like it, my lord.”
“Then… Give me a chance,” he pleaded. “To make up for my wicked actions. I will promise you. Please, let me stay by your side.”
It was silent for a long time. The two of us were separated by big steps and even though this distance was so short, I never felt so alone before. Although I was this stubborn I still longed to be at his side. Why was this so difficult and foreign?
I wasn’t the person to give into my feelings after all, but I so wanted. Jung Yunho was really tempting to me; like a sin; like a crime.
So should I…
For once really listen to my heart…?
I sharply inhaled fresh air and was halfway turned around before I whispered, “You’ve got one month.” Jung Yunho’s face would be hilarious if it were in another situation since his mouth was agape and his eyes were comically wide-opened. “One month not to make me regret this promise.”
He stormed over to me and almost collided into me before I lifted my arms in defence. I was shocked when he grabbed me by my hips. I screamed when I was lifted up in the air, my arse resting on his folded arms as he stared up at me with a wide grin.
“I can’t believe this,” I muttered.
“One month,” he chuckled and to my great displeasure he started to leisurely rotate on his spot in the flower field; still with me in the air.
“You’re not dry behind the ears yet, my lord.”
_____
A/N: So… a little peck-y kiss and a twirling
YunJae carousel, would one wish for more?
Look what the amazing changminie drew!!
A/N: Regarding their clothing: Yunho's police attire are the clothes Jaejoong has worn in Dr. Jin. Yunho's daily clothes are just expensive and silky hanboks, while Jaejoong wears very old, worn-out garments.
Yunho’s hair is in a tight bun and Jaejoong’s loosely reaches over his shoulders (like in the poster).
Couple: Yunho/Jaejoong
Genre: Angst, Drama, Historical AU, Romance
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Kim Jaejoong, a commoner of the Joseon Dynasty of Korea befriends Jung Yunho, the son of the head of the police enforcement. The friendship seems to be fragile to outsiders, but the two don’t falter as they enjoy each other’s company. That is until the peace is disturbed by villagers who mysteriously disappear without a trace. Jaejoong is at the sidelines while Yunho leads the case, but then Jaejoong’s little sister turns out to be the newest victim and the two men desperately begin searching for the truth.
✿제 7 장✿
Chapter 7
“I… I… My lord,” I started. “My feelings…”
“Take it easy.” Jung Yunho trailed his hands over my back. “Don’t rush your words; we have time.”
“Y-You know, when I first met you, I… I still didn’t know about you.” I loosened up - as far as I could, because I was still in his tight hold, my hands were trapped between our chest while I softly rested my chin on his broad shoulder. I went on, “ ‘What do I have to lose?’ I thought, so I didn’t try to hold back my blunt personality. I mocked your manner of speaking, your tanned skin and whatsoever.”
Jung Yunho’s hand stopped at the bottom of my jeogori. Although my breath staggered I forced myself to remain calm. I softly pushed his body off mine. Jung Yunho gazed at me whereas his hands slowly left the small of my back. I sat back, leaning to the side. I picked a flower and crushed the petals between my fingers. Jung Yunho watched along as I let the crumbled flower fall back to its family on the ground.
“Day by day you made me feel different,” I drawled. “Feelings I had never felt were suddenly there, my stomach started to clench when meeting and seeing you, my cheeks also felt very hot whenever you said something or simply gazed at me. These things were all so new to me,” I said. “My lord, you made me feel like a kid, so shy and naïve…”
I leant back on my hand and stared at the border of the field were the green trees softly danced in the wind.
“And that embrace!” I blurted out all of a sudden. “What were you thinking back then and there? I was floored; I didn’t have a clue about what was going on!”
Jung Yunho shifted his position after my shout, “That… I was so worried about you, then. Very worried…”
“But-”
“I do not want you to find out the reasons why I was so desperate to have you close to me. I just want you to know that I worry about your safety,” he said sternly.
My body stiffened from his strict words and he immediately apologised for his rudeness. I shook my head and muttered that it was okay.
A small breeze passed by and it caused Jung Yunho’s body odour to lighten up like a sudden flame in my senses. I involuntarily let out a whimper and buried my face in my knees, my nose effectively cut off from a new sudden arousal of scent. Why was this man so addicting, so sinful to me? Everything he did and was seemed better, richer and prettier.
“What is wrong?” he asked.
My head was still lowered when I heard him move closer next to me. Our shoulders brushed as he softly sat down. I felt a hand travel down the small of my back and I gasped when it stopped moving and he gently held onto my tiny waist.
“Go on,” he whispered, urging me to continue my talk.
“Then…” I whispered after swallowing my saliva. I lifted my head and wriggled when I felt his fingers move softly over the waistband of my baji. “Thinking about - excuse me for my rudeness - you had feelings for me - vulgar feelings I mean by that.” I inhaled sharply and immediately wished I hadn’t done it because I smelt his spiciness. My eyes felt clouded over. The flowers seemed to have a lighter tint of pink and I knew it had to be caused by the man who held me oh so tenderly. I turned my head upwards and indeed, even the blueness of the sky seemed to have a lighter shade.
“What about those vulgar feelings?” Jung Yunho asked after I had been quiet for a time.
“Those wicked thoughts, I was shocked by having them.”
“You weren’t shocked that I was the one who seemed to take a liking towards the same gender?”
“No…” I pondered. “Just me having the thoughts were enough to disgust me. You surely had to have a good reason for preferring the same gender. I don’t doubt that.”
Jung Yunho slowly pulled back from his hold. I felt him stare at me but I didn’t dare to take a look and instead focused on the three small red bows of Jung Yunho’s police attire. I was made to look at him though when Jung Yunho’s fingers lifted my chin upwards. Our eyes met. I stared into his light-brown orbs. I squirmed under his deep gaze and felt so utterly lost.
“A good reason I surely do have, Jaejoong-ssi.”
My eyes ludicrously opened when I saw Jung Yunho lean in. He wasn’t looking at me anymore. Oh no! His eyes were fixed lower; on my pair of plump lips. Unconsciously, my tongue trailed over my bottom lip. I saw his gaze follow the movement and it made me feel so very self-conscious of my actions. My head was still kept in place by his right hand when his other hand cupped my cheek in a delicate manner. As if in trance Jung Yunho slowly moved closer. My eyes shot from his eyes to his lips and back again.
My heart thundered in my chest and I was sure it would either stop beating or burst out of my body. I had never felt my stomach clench this hard and I gripped the fabric of my baji hard with my hands in the hope I could transfer some of my belly pain.
I felt the soft, hot pants of breath against my lips and I couldn’t help but squirm under his piercing gaze. Jung Yunho was so focused on me that I didn’t notice my discomfort.
“M-my lord,” I stuttered.
“Shush…” he breathed. His thumb softly stroked my cheek.
I shut my eyes just when a soft kiss was pressed against the corner of my lips. My hands trembled on my lap and my lungs demanded intakes of fresh air as I was stupefied what was actually happening at this very moment.
With a yelp I pushed him away. He fell down and had to catch his balance by placing his hands on the ground next to him.
I hastily got up and didn’t mind to give him any goodbye when I stalked away from him.
“Jaejoong-ssi! Jaejoong-ssi!” Jung Yunho called me. “Wait! Please, wait, I’m sorry!”
I didn’t turn around when I heard the rustlings of the flowers clarifying Jung Yunho was behind me. A hand was laid on my shoulder and I was forced to halt in my track. I heavily breathed and turned around, glaring at Jung Yunho.
What in the world did that Jung just do?!
Why?!
How could he?!
“I’m so sorry,” he whispered. His voice was filled with regret, but I didn’t know whether I could believe his words or not.
“Those actions,” I said while peering lividly at him. “Were malicious! How could you?!”
Black strands moved in my face by a sudden breeze of the wind and I forcefully tucked them behind my ears with a hiss. My hands were then clenched into fists.
“Jaejoong-ssi…”
I furiously shook my head. “No… no… This has to stop.”
This couldn’t continue any longer. Jung Yunho was falling from life and he was taking me down. He was going to turn our days in the future into nothing more than bitterness and trouble. Jung Yunho had to be crazy otherwise he wouldn’t have risked his life by those intimate actions he just pulled off.
“Thank you for everything, my lord Jung Yunho-ssi,” I said. “But our ways have to part here.”
With that said I turned around and left the baffled man behind me. I was halfway the field until I heard his shout.
“Let me prove it to you!” he yelled.
I didn’t turn around, but I stopped walking. I stared at the side of the field where the trees promised me shelter and a way out.
But, please…
Could someone tell me why I didn’t stop, but my heart already started to give him a second chance?
“Please, Jaejoong-ssi,” he begged. “Let me prove to you that I will make you see we can make it happen; that we can figure it out to be together and that we can love each other!”
Love?
“Don’t tell me you want to leave me behind…?”
Why?
“You liked spending time with me, right?”
I bit down on my plump lower lip in worry as I thought back to the beginning of last week. I had to admit that I had never felt like this before, but to say that it was love? How does one define love? I had never loved someone romantically; the members of my family were the only ones that came close to love.
“I did. I did like it, my lord.”
“Then… Give me a chance,” he pleaded. “To make up for my wicked actions. I will promise you. Please, let me stay by your side.”
It was silent for a long time. The two of us were separated by big steps and even though this distance was so short, I never felt so alone before. Although I was this stubborn I still longed to be at his side. Why was this so difficult and foreign?
I wasn’t the person to give into my feelings after all, but I so wanted. Jung Yunho was really tempting to me; like a sin; like a crime.
So should I…
For once really listen to my heart…?
I sharply inhaled fresh air and was halfway turned around before I whispered, “You’ve got one month.” Jung Yunho’s face would be hilarious if it were in another situation since his mouth was agape and his eyes were comically wide-opened. “One month not to make me regret this promise.”
He stormed over to me and almost collided into me before I lifted my arms in defence. I was shocked when he grabbed me by my hips. I screamed when I was lifted up in the air, my arse resting on his folded arms as he stared up at me with a wide grin.
“I can’t believe this,” I muttered.
“One month,” he chuckled and to my great displeasure he started to leisurely rotate on his spot in the flower field; still with me in the air.
“You’re not dry behind the ears yet, my lord.”
_____
A/N: So… a little peck-y kiss and a twirling
YunJae carousel, would one wish for more?
Look what the amazing changminie drew!!
A/N: Regarding their clothing: Yunho's police attire are the clothes Jaejoong has worn in Dr. Jin. Yunho's daily clothes are just expensive and silky hanboks, while Jaejoong wears very old, worn-out garments.
Yunho’s hair is in a tight bun and Jaejoong’s loosely reaches over his shoulders (like in the poster).