When I See You (Ch.2)
Title: When I See You
Characters: Park Yoochun/Kim Junsu, Kim Jaejoong/Jung Yunho, and Shim Changmin
Genre: Romance, Comedy, Angst, Drama, Smut
Ratings: PG-13 (for now)
Summary: Kim Jaejoong was always deemed as tough and unforgiving. He swears, smokes, and drinks; in short a total bad boy. But what if this bad boy finally meets his match in a motorcycle driving, smooth talking, college drop out named Jung Yunho?
Chapter Two:
Thinking Of Him
~Jaejoong~
“And then Bam! I hit the dumb shit right on the kisser!” I say, reenacting my fabulous sucker punch to my dongsaeng Shim Changmin. But he was too busy on munching on the hot steamed gyoza I made for him to even care. Typical Changminnie.
“This stuff is great hyung!” the little bastard said happily, grabbing another gyoza with his chopsticks, eating it whole. “I should seriously offer to marry you!”
I rolled my eyes, “As if I’d marry a slob like you.”
He stuffed his mouth with two more gyozas not really caring, “I promise propose to you when I graduate high school!”
I smacked him smartly at the back of his head, causing him to choke. “There you deserved that for not listening to your hyung.”
“Here drink this.” I said handing him a glass of water before he dies. I really don’t want his sissy ass blood in my hands anyways and besides my sisters will kill me if anything happened to their adoptive “baby brother”.
“You suck hyung” my not so little dongsaeng moaned after he drank a glass full of water. “Were you planning to kill me or something?”
“Yes I was. Now were you listening to what I was saying a few minutes ago?” I asked, punching him on the shoulder just because.
“Ow! What the hell?!” he shouted, rubbing his reddening shoulder.
I grinned, playfully ruffling his hair, “Sorry I was itching to do that since I saw you barge into my house uninvited. Again.”
“Will you stop that before I sue your princess-like ass for child harassment?” he grumbled, reaching for the last gyoza on the plate. Man this kid…
“As if you could ass hole, so anyways were you listening or not?” I asked again, looking at him seriously.
Changmin sighed, “Of course I was hyung. I always listen to you remember?”
“Yeah right…” I said rolling my eyes. “Stop lying kid.”
“Sure sure so what happened after you in your words ‘hit the dumb shit right on the kisser’?”
“I ran for it.”
There was a pregnant pause where in Changmin stared at me as if I sprout out fairy wings and was about to hover over him.
And then he started laughing. I repeat the bastard started laughing! At me! At his hyung who slaved for an hour and a half in the kitchen just to feed his skinny ass!
“Oh oh god! The mighty and fierce Kim Jaejoong ran for it?!” tears of pure mirth poured out of his eyes. “Jaejoong hyung…maaan…oh god hahahahaha! Did you tell Yoochun hyung about this shit?”
“Not yet.” I sighed, scratching the back of my head. And speaking of Yoochun...I looked at the wall clock. It was quarter to 11. Usually at this time Yoochun never answers phone calls or text messages from me. I asked him once about it but he just gave me a cheerful smile and said that he works at this hour. I then asked him what kind of work it was he was doing and that was then I first saw my best friend’s usually lazy and careless eyes steel over. He told me not to worry about it. I never asked again what he does after that. But I am worried. I really am.
“Min will you shut your trap?!” I growled. I was trying to think here! The bastard was kept on laughing though as if he didn’t hear me. “It really isn’t that funny you know!”
“Oh but it is Princess it is.”
“Didn’t I tell you never to call me that?”
“Well you never seem to get angry when Jinsoon nuna calls you that”
“Well Jinsoon nuna is family. You’re not.”
“Ouch Princess you hurt me feelings.”
I smacked him again.
“Ow you bitch! I should really sue you!”
I smirked, as he rubbed his sore head. I sank lower in my chair loving the sudden silence.
“So hyung…”
I groaned, when will this kid ever shut up?
“What now Changmin ah?”
“What was your reason for running away after you punched that guy?”
I felt my cheeks warm up. There was a short pause after that. I honestly didn’t want to tell what happened after that. Hell I’m not even sure if what happened after that was real. “I-I don’t know…” I answered lamely, ruffling my raven hair.
“Oh so you just up and left after you punched him?” Changmin asked quizzically. He was giving me that knowing look of his. I was pretty sure that he knew I wasn’t telling him stuff but Changmin understands me. He understands me better than anyone else aside from Yoochun.
“Did you at least get the guy’s name hyung?”
“Yes…” I say, unconsciously touching my lips with my fingertips. “Yunho…”
!*!
I lay awake that night after I tucked in that little bastard Changmin in one of my house’s many spare rooms. Most of my nunas already have their own families making the house seem emptier and quieter than it already once was. My parents are really strict you see. They lived for discipline, tradition, and social status. They didn’t give me or my sisters any room to breath or live or have fun. Maybe that’s why most of my sisters married early so they could get out of this house. This house that is full of coldness and barren of love.
Yes I know my life is depressing. But I try and try to live with it every single day. Being the only son in this messed up family was hard shit too. All the expectations get to you you know? All the perfection that my parents especially my mother try to enforce…it was a nightmare!
But I deal with it and at the same time don’t care about it. My parents could rant and rant all they want but I don’t give a rat’s ass. I had better things to care about in my life then their fucked up words of wisdom and unlimited expectations.
Sighing, I flipped over my stomach thinking of what has happened to me just a few hours ago. Yunho…the guy I can’t seem to get out of my head.
FLASHBACK
I put all my strength in that punch but the bastard didn’t even have the courtesy to look affronted or scared. He just looked at me, his liquid brown eyes piercing me, making my insides burn.
“You punch like a man Kitty Cat” he said with a grin, wiping his busted lip with the back of his hand. Why did it look so erotic when he did that?
I shook my head to get my thoughts straight.
“That’s cuz I’m a guy ass hole!” I retaliated. First he called my ‘kitty’ then he asked if he could take me home with him and now he doubts my masculinity?! This guy really is too much!
“You’re cute when your pissed.” He smiled, blood oozed out from his lower lip but it doesn’t seemed like he cared. It made me wonder if the guy was used to beatings.
“I am not cute! Now go away!” I snapped, god if only I was a taller I could look down at him and intimidate him! But nooo I just had to be born short!
“Sorry but I can’t go away.” Mr. Asshole said pointing towards a sleek black motorcycle. “I have business here you see.”
I glared at him, “Well could you then at least move over so I could go?”
He smiled, flashing his devastating white teeth again. “I don’t think so.”
“What do you mean I don’t think so?!” I yelled, I usually don’t yell at the potential victims of my fists but this guy really knows what buttons to push to get me flaring.
“Damn you move over or else I’ll be tempted to kick you where I know would hurt the most!”
“I’m sure you’d love just to do that Kitty babe.”
“Argh! Stop calling me Kitty! I’m not a fucking cat for Christ sake!”
The asshole grinned and then suddenly grabbed my chin effectively making me shut my mouth.
“Then stop acting frisky like one” he whispered, crushing his lips to mine.
END OF FLASHBACK
That’s when everything all became blurry. I just remembered pushing him away as hard as I can and then I ran for it. But that was not until I heard him shout his name to me. “YUNHO, MY NAME IS YUNHO!” And I could just hear the grin in his voice. That asshole! I hate him!
Glaring at the ceiling I vowed that once I cross paths again with that man I would kick him hard in the nuts.
This way to Chapter Three
a/n: I’m finally finished! Sorry for the delay y’all! :D Read and comment please! ;)
Characters: Park Yoochun/Kim Junsu, Kim Jaejoong/Jung Yunho, and Shim Changmin
Genre: Romance, Comedy, Angst, Drama, Smut
Ratings: PG-13 (for now)
Summary: Kim Jaejoong was always deemed as tough and unforgiving. He swears, smokes, and drinks; in short a total bad boy. But what if this bad boy finally meets his match in a motorcycle driving, smooth talking, college drop out named Jung Yunho?
Chapter Two:
Thinking Of Him
~Jaejoong~
“And then Bam! I hit the dumb shit right on the kisser!” I say, reenacting my fabulous sucker punch to my dongsaeng Shim Changmin. But he was too busy on munching on the hot steamed gyoza I made for him to even care. Typical Changminnie.
“This stuff is great hyung!” the little bastard said happily, grabbing another gyoza with his chopsticks, eating it whole. “I should seriously offer to marry you!”
I rolled my eyes, “As if I’d marry a slob like you.”
He stuffed his mouth with two more gyozas not really caring, “I promise propose to you when I graduate high school!”
I smacked him smartly at the back of his head, causing him to choke. “There you deserved that for not listening to your hyung.”
“Here drink this.” I said handing him a glass of water before he dies. I really don’t want his sissy ass blood in my hands anyways and besides my sisters will kill me if anything happened to their adoptive “baby brother”.
“You suck hyung” my not so little dongsaeng moaned after he drank a glass full of water. “Were you planning to kill me or something?”
“Yes I was. Now were you listening to what I was saying a few minutes ago?” I asked, punching him on the shoulder just because.
“Ow! What the hell?!” he shouted, rubbing his reddening shoulder.
I grinned, playfully ruffling his hair, “Sorry I was itching to do that since I saw you barge into my house uninvited. Again.”
“Will you stop that before I sue your princess-like ass for child harassment?” he grumbled, reaching for the last gyoza on the plate. Man this kid…
“As if you could ass hole, so anyways were you listening or not?” I asked again, looking at him seriously.
Changmin sighed, “Of course I was hyung. I always listen to you remember?”
“Yeah right…” I said rolling my eyes. “Stop lying kid.”
“Sure sure so what happened after you in your words ‘hit the dumb shit right on the kisser’?”
“I ran for it.”
There was a pregnant pause where in Changmin stared at me as if I sprout out fairy wings and was about to hover over him.
And then he started laughing. I repeat the bastard started laughing! At me! At his hyung who slaved for an hour and a half in the kitchen just to feed his skinny ass!
“Oh oh god! The mighty and fierce Kim Jaejoong ran for it?!” tears of pure mirth poured out of his eyes. “Jaejoong hyung…maaan…oh god hahahahaha! Did you tell Yoochun hyung about this shit?”
“Not yet.” I sighed, scratching the back of my head. And speaking of Yoochun...I looked at the wall clock. It was quarter to 11. Usually at this time Yoochun never answers phone calls or text messages from me. I asked him once about it but he just gave me a cheerful smile and said that he works at this hour. I then asked him what kind of work it was he was doing and that was then I first saw my best friend’s usually lazy and careless eyes steel over. He told me not to worry about it. I never asked again what he does after that. But I am worried. I really am.
“Min will you shut your trap?!” I growled. I was trying to think here! The bastard was kept on laughing though as if he didn’t hear me. “It really isn’t that funny you know!”
“Oh but it is Princess it is.”
“Didn’t I tell you never to call me that?”
“Well you never seem to get angry when Jinsoon nuna calls you that”
“Well Jinsoon nuna is family. You’re not.”
“Ouch Princess you hurt me feelings.”
I smacked him again.
“Ow you bitch! I should really sue you!”
I smirked, as he rubbed his sore head. I sank lower in my chair loving the sudden silence.
“So hyung…”
I groaned, when will this kid ever shut up?
“What now Changmin ah?”
“What was your reason for running away after you punched that guy?”
I felt my cheeks warm up. There was a short pause after that. I honestly didn’t want to tell what happened after that. Hell I’m not even sure if what happened after that was real. “I-I don’t know…” I answered lamely, ruffling my raven hair.
“Oh so you just up and left after you punched him?” Changmin asked quizzically. He was giving me that knowing look of his. I was pretty sure that he knew I wasn’t telling him stuff but Changmin understands me. He understands me better than anyone else aside from Yoochun.
“Did you at least get the guy’s name hyung?”
“Yes…” I say, unconsciously touching my lips with my fingertips. “Yunho…”
!*!
I lay awake that night after I tucked in that little bastard Changmin in one of my house’s many spare rooms. Most of my nunas already have their own families making the house seem emptier and quieter than it already once was. My parents are really strict you see. They lived for discipline, tradition, and social status. They didn’t give me or my sisters any room to breath or live or have fun. Maybe that’s why most of my sisters married early so they could get out of this house. This house that is full of coldness and barren of love.
Yes I know my life is depressing. But I try and try to live with it every single day. Being the only son in this messed up family was hard shit too. All the expectations get to you you know? All the perfection that my parents especially my mother try to enforce…it was a nightmare!
But I deal with it and at the same time don’t care about it. My parents could rant and rant all they want but I don’t give a rat’s ass. I had better things to care about in my life then their fucked up words of wisdom and unlimited expectations.
Sighing, I flipped over my stomach thinking of what has happened to me just a few hours ago. Yunho…the guy I can’t seem to get out of my head.
FLASHBACK
I put all my strength in that punch but the bastard didn’t even have the courtesy to look affronted or scared. He just looked at me, his liquid brown eyes piercing me, making my insides burn.
“You punch like a man Kitty Cat” he said with a grin, wiping his busted lip with the back of his hand. Why did it look so erotic when he did that?
I shook my head to get my thoughts straight.
“That’s cuz I’m a guy ass hole!” I retaliated. First he called my ‘kitty’ then he asked if he could take me home with him and now he doubts my masculinity?! This guy really is too much!
“You’re cute when your pissed.” He smiled, blood oozed out from his lower lip but it doesn’t seemed like he cared. It made me wonder if the guy was used to beatings.
“I am not cute! Now go away!” I snapped, god if only I was a taller I could look down at him and intimidate him! But nooo I just had to be born short!
“Sorry but I can’t go away.” Mr. Asshole said pointing towards a sleek black motorcycle. “I have business here you see.”
I glared at him, “Well could you then at least move over so I could go?”
He smiled, flashing his devastating white teeth again. “I don’t think so.”
“What do you mean I don’t think so?!” I yelled, I usually don’t yell at the potential victims of my fists but this guy really knows what buttons to push to get me flaring.
“Damn you move over or else I’ll be tempted to kick you where I know would hurt the most!”
“I’m sure you’d love just to do that Kitty babe.”
“Argh! Stop calling me Kitty! I’m not a fucking cat for Christ sake!”
The asshole grinned and then suddenly grabbed my chin effectively making me shut my mouth.
“Then stop acting frisky like one” he whispered, crushing his lips to mine.
END OF FLASHBACK
That’s when everything all became blurry. I just remembered pushing him away as hard as I can and then I ran for it. But that was not until I heard him shout his name to me. “YUNHO, MY NAME IS YUNHO!” And I could just hear the grin in his voice. That asshole! I hate him!
Glaring at the ceiling I vowed that once I cross paths again with that man I would kick him hard in the nuts.
This way to Chapter Three
a/n: I’m finally finished! Sorry for the delay y’all! :D Read and comment please! ;)