Silver Moon Shine [Chapter 1.5]
Hey guys! =] I know it's been a long time. ><; But I've been on vacation from the 22nd to the 28th, and have been working since. The hospital job takes up a lot of my time, but I honestly love it. It's 45 minutes to get there, and usually an hour and a half to get back (cuz of traffic), but I love it. All of my patients are so sweet, and the nurses,BA's, PCA's are all so sweet.
Anyway! This is chapter 1.5 of Silver Moon Shine. I figured I should post it, cuz it's been so long. It's chapter 1.5 because I'm not satisfied with the length of it.
Title: Silver Moon Shine
Author: joongielove
Pairing: Jaeho...of course.
Rating: PG-13..for now.
Length: Series.
Genre: Angst, romance
Previously…
A plain white envelope. Jaejoong bent over to pick it up. Scribbled across the front, in messy writing, was his name. His breath caught in his throat. No…this couldn’t be.
It was Yunho’s handwriting.
CHAPTER 1
Jaejoong pattered back to his bed. As he sat down, the springs creaked, shifting to mold to his shape. Sweat was rolling down his forehead, dripping down his face, and gathering in the crevice where his neck and his collarbone met. He didn’t know why he was so nervous; after all, it was just his handwriting. It could have very well been someone else who wrote it. But even as the idea passed through his mind, he knew it just wasn’t true. It was Yunho. He gingerly brought up the white envelope to his nose, hoping for a familiar scent. Nothing. It was just a plain, white envelope. It was clenched in his pale, shaking hands, as if it was mocking him. He sat the envelope down, tenderly, almost still not believing it was true.
All of a sudden, the doorknob started turning. Slowly. Jaejoong held his breath. Could it be-? The door burst open, and he was greeted with…Changmin. With a toothbrush in mouth, and a towel around his neck, sweatpants hanging loosely off his hips, he stared at the shocked JaeJoong. Jaejoong’s mouth was hanging open, body shrunk back in fear.
‘PUAHAHHAHAH HYUN-AHHHH!!’ Changmin shrieked as a shoe came flying towards him.
As Changmin rubbed his head, he flinched and looked at his hyung ‘You okay hyung-ah? What’s that?’ He gestured with his chin, pointing to the envelope on the table. He walked over and was about to reach out for the envelope when he saw the handwriting. Handwriting that messy was rarely seen. It could only be Yunho’s.
‘Oh hyung… are you alright? Did you read it yet?’
Jaejoong shook his head in silence. ‘I can’t bring myself to read it yet. What if he says he’s never coming back? What do I do then? I’ve held out hope all this time, that he was coming back, but if that letter tells me otherwise…Min, what would I do?’
Changmin looked into his hyung’s eyes. They were filled with a slew of emotions, ranging from fear, to hope, to anger, to excitement. He hadn’t seen that excited twinkle in his hyung’s eyes since his Yunho hyung vanished. He just hoped he wouldn’t have to be there when and if that light went out. He couldn’t stand seeing his hyung in this state. The last time Jaejoong went out, it was in the dead of the night to get groceries. At least he was eating…if not well. Changmin stared at his hyung. He used to be so full of life, so vibrant. He was the center of attention; his smile that turned the corners of his eyes up could light up a room in an instant. Now, his hyung had lost so much weight, and he just…moped. There was never any light in his room, and Changmin couldn’t help thinking that it was to match what he felt on the inside.
‘Hyung-ah, it’ll be okay. I’m sure this letter is explaining everything.’ Changmin said, shooting JaeJoong a bright smile.
‘I don’t want an explanation right now. I just want him here. Is that too much, Min?’
Changmin saw the despair in his hyungs eyes, and his heart felt pain for his hyung. To lose someone you loved, someone you cared so much for…Changmin couldn’t imagine what his hyung was going through. When JaeJoong packed up all his things and moved here after Yunho left, Changmin followed hot on his tail. He didn’t want to let his hyung out of his sight, for fear of what he might do, or what ideas that clever little head might devise. And his hyung had been getting better. A lot better. But now this letter might make all those hard months of improvement disappear.
Jaejoong was toying with the letter now, turning it over and over, tracing his fingers over and over the letters scrawled on the front of the envelope.
‘Hyung…open it, please. I’ll be outside if you need me.’ Changmin trodded out of the room, clicking the door shut behind him. He knew his hyung needed his privacy when reading the letter, but he’ll be damned if JaeJoong broke down completely again.
Meanwhile, back inside the room, Jaejoong inhaled a deep breath. He gently slid his finger under the flap, and opened the letter with shaking hands and began to read.
My dearest Joongie,
I have no words to tell you how sorry I am, but please believe me when I say I’m being torn apart. I miss you like crazy. It’s like that feeling you get when you know something is within your grasp, but there’s just that one obstacle to prevent you from actually getting there. Do you understand? I know you’re searching for explanations. For all I know, this letter could be torn apart, scattered into pieces, and set on fire. Not that I would blame you, of course. But the small part of me that’s the hopeless romantic prays that you won’t do that, and you will actually take the time to read this. Because this is my apology.
I know the only question you may have for me is ‘Why Yunho? Why did you do it?’ And…I suppose I can’t really explain it. I have a secret. I can’t tell anyone. Cliché, I know. But it’s the truth. I found something out about my family, and I went away to help. I can’t really say what it is, but I just wanted you to know that I didn’t mean to up and leave. I found out about it a month before I left. Do you remember? When you walked in, and asked what was wrong that one March day? I shrugged it off and said I was just tired, but that was the day I found out. And I wanted to tell you so badly, but…I can’t, Joongie. I hope you understand. I’ll be back as soon as I can. Our story isn’t over, it’s just…an interlude right now. But I promise, you’ll see me again one day.
All my love,
Yunho.
Jaejoong sat there. He read the letter over once, then again, then again, until he had memorized the words. His mind went all over, thinking of what family obligations Yunho was bound not to tell. Maybe it was his father. Or maybe his mother. Or maybe his siblings? Jaejoong's head spun. What the hell is going on?
Anyway! This is chapter 1.5 of Silver Moon Shine. I figured I should post it, cuz it's been so long. It's chapter 1.5 because I'm not satisfied with the length of it.
Title: Silver Moon Shine
Author: joongielove
Pairing: Jaeho...of course.
Rating: PG-13..for now.
Length: Series.
Genre: Angst, romance
Previously…
A plain white envelope. Jaejoong bent over to pick it up. Scribbled across the front, in messy writing, was his name. His breath caught in his throat. No…this couldn’t be.
It was Yunho’s handwriting.
CHAPTER 1
Jaejoong pattered back to his bed. As he sat down, the springs creaked, shifting to mold to his shape. Sweat was rolling down his forehead, dripping down his face, and gathering in the crevice where his neck and his collarbone met. He didn’t know why he was so nervous; after all, it was just his handwriting. It could have very well been someone else who wrote it. But even as the idea passed through his mind, he knew it just wasn’t true. It was Yunho. He gingerly brought up the white envelope to his nose, hoping for a familiar scent. Nothing. It was just a plain, white envelope. It was clenched in his pale, shaking hands, as if it was mocking him. He sat the envelope down, tenderly, almost still not believing it was true.
All of a sudden, the doorknob started turning. Slowly. Jaejoong held his breath. Could it be-? The door burst open, and he was greeted with…Changmin. With a toothbrush in mouth, and a towel around his neck, sweatpants hanging loosely off his hips, he stared at the shocked JaeJoong. Jaejoong’s mouth was hanging open, body shrunk back in fear.
‘PUAHAHHAHAH HYUN-AHHHH!!’ Changmin shrieked as a shoe came flying towards him.
As Changmin rubbed his head, he flinched and looked at his hyung ‘You okay hyung-ah? What’s that?’ He gestured with his chin, pointing to the envelope on the table. He walked over and was about to reach out for the envelope when he saw the handwriting. Handwriting that messy was rarely seen. It could only be Yunho’s.
‘Oh hyung… are you alright? Did you read it yet?’
Jaejoong shook his head in silence. ‘I can’t bring myself to read it yet. What if he says he’s never coming back? What do I do then? I’ve held out hope all this time, that he was coming back, but if that letter tells me otherwise…Min, what would I do?’
Changmin looked into his hyung’s eyes. They were filled with a slew of emotions, ranging from fear, to hope, to anger, to excitement. He hadn’t seen that excited twinkle in his hyung’s eyes since his Yunho hyung vanished. He just hoped he wouldn’t have to be there when and if that light went out. He couldn’t stand seeing his hyung in this state. The last time Jaejoong went out, it was in the dead of the night to get groceries. At least he was eating…if not well. Changmin stared at his hyung. He used to be so full of life, so vibrant. He was the center of attention; his smile that turned the corners of his eyes up could light up a room in an instant. Now, his hyung had lost so much weight, and he just…moped. There was never any light in his room, and Changmin couldn’t help thinking that it was to match what he felt on the inside.
‘Hyung-ah, it’ll be okay. I’m sure this letter is explaining everything.’ Changmin said, shooting JaeJoong a bright smile.
‘I don’t want an explanation right now. I just want him here. Is that too much, Min?’
Changmin saw the despair in his hyungs eyes, and his heart felt pain for his hyung. To lose someone you loved, someone you cared so much for…Changmin couldn’t imagine what his hyung was going through. When JaeJoong packed up all his things and moved here after Yunho left, Changmin followed hot on his tail. He didn’t want to let his hyung out of his sight, for fear of what he might do, or what ideas that clever little head might devise. And his hyung had been getting better. A lot better. But now this letter might make all those hard months of improvement disappear.
Jaejoong was toying with the letter now, turning it over and over, tracing his fingers over and over the letters scrawled on the front of the envelope.
‘Hyung…open it, please. I’ll be outside if you need me.’ Changmin trodded out of the room, clicking the door shut behind him. He knew his hyung needed his privacy when reading the letter, but he’ll be damned if JaeJoong broke down completely again.
Meanwhile, back inside the room, Jaejoong inhaled a deep breath. He gently slid his finger under the flap, and opened the letter with shaking hands and began to read.
My dearest Joongie,
I have no words to tell you how sorry I am, but please believe me when I say I’m being torn apart. I miss you like crazy. It’s like that feeling you get when you know something is within your grasp, but there’s just that one obstacle to prevent you from actually getting there. Do you understand? I know you’re searching for explanations. For all I know, this letter could be torn apart, scattered into pieces, and set on fire. Not that I would blame you, of course. But the small part of me that’s the hopeless romantic prays that you won’t do that, and you will actually take the time to read this. Because this is my apology.
I know the only question you may have for me is ‘Why Yunho? Why did you do it?’ And…I suppose I can’t really explain it. I have a secret. I can’t tell anyone. Cliché, I know. But it’s the truth. I found something out about my family, and I went away to help. I can’t really say what it is, but I just wanted you to know that I didn’t mean to up and leave. I found out about it a month before I left. Do you remember? When you walked in, and asked what was wrong that one March day? I shrugged it off and said I was just tired, but that was the day I found out. And I wanted to tell you so badly, but…I can’t, Joongie. I hope you understand. I’ll be back as soon as I can. Our story isn’t over, it’s just…an interlude right now. But I promise, you’ll see me again one day.
All my love,
Yunho.
Jaejoong sat there. He read the letter over once, then again, then again, until he had memorized the words. His mind went all over, thinking of what family obligations Yunho was bound not to tell. Maybe it was his father. Or maybe his mother. Or maybe his siblings? Jaejoong's head spun. What the hell is going on?