100 Reasons Why I Love You 12/100
Title: 100 Reasons Why I Love You
Author: jounin07
Pairing: YunJae
Rating: GP
Length: A very long set of drabbles.
Synopsis: Every day, Yunho discovers a reason why he'd fallen in love with the singer who had filled his heart.
A/N: Thanks to xx_parkprincess for today's picture! :D You're awesome dear~ n__n
PROLOGUE:: ONE:: TWO:: THREE:: FOUR:: FIVE:: SIX:: SEVEN:: EIGHT:: NINE::TEN:: ELEVEN
A favorite of the group, Yunho had observed, were days allotted for photo shoots and filming. Sure, they were equally stressing. Yes, they started at the same ungodly hours. And definitely, they take out as much as their other activities do. But there was one thing that stardom had that everyone wished they could have, and that was the chance to pose in front of a camera and have your picture taken hour after hour after hour of the day.
It would have been a lie if any of the five of them said that they didn’t love it. But none of the five loved it as much as one, and that one was none other than Kim Jaejoong.
Jaejoong, perhaps, was the most photogenic, and the most diligent camwhore in the Korean industry. The preparations excited him: new clothes, hair and make up, shoes, and anything that could make him the glitz and glamour that he was. The singer was all about his appearance, and the chance to showcase it was a favorite that made his heart leap for joy.
On the other hand, the leader was all about seeing that things went well, that everything ran smooth and on schedule, fun or not.
And this, he did as he stood by the light’s director, watching as individual shots were taken, and Yoochun had just finished. It was always a few minutes of laughter when Yoochun was on set. His expressions and antics were too defined and out of the ordinary to ever finish a shoot without the baritone cracking a joke or giving a funny face. It was even worse when it was Junsu on set.
But following their family’s middle child was their eldest, dressed in a black suit and looking his absolute best. Jaejoong hadn’t noticed Yunho standing there, and the singer smiled sheepishly at the cameraman in greeting before he began.
The first smile that he shot at the lens captivated Yunho, and his breath stilled in his lungs, taking in a sharp gasp when the pain in his chest reminded him to breathe. It was a long while of pictures and poses, and Yunho stood there in stunned awe as he stared at his lover’s divinity.
“You’re going to start drooling if you don’t shut your mouth, Yunho.”
Yunho turned to find Yoochun standing beside him, the baritone’s eyes set on Jaejoong as well as a grin lined his features. Yunho knew that the grin was for him and not whoever was on set.
“I see how you look at him,” Yoochun continued, “How you touch him too. Don’t think that I don’t know.”
“Yoochun ah,” Yunho said with ample apology in his voice, “I-“
“Don’t worry about it hyung,” Yoochun chuckled, giving his hyung a pat on the back, “I have my own secrets, but I’m sure you know about them too. You aren’t alone in the staring and ogling. Only…” he grinned at this “…I stare at someone else.”
By then, Yunho had figured out what Yoochun was speaking off, and all he could do was grin in response and turn back to the singer on set. Jaejoong had finally noticed his presence, sending him a smile in welcome before he resumed his work.
There was another pat on Yunho’s back from the boy to his side, and a chuckle as he walked back away. “Go knock yourself out, hyung.”
And Yoochun was right: he would knock himself out. Jaejoong was just too amazingly beautiful to be true.
I love you because staring at you is like staring at the gods.
Author: jounin07
Pairing: YunJae
Rating: GP
Length: A very long set of drabbles.
Synopsis: Every day, Yunho discovers a reason why he'd fallen in love with the singer who had filled his heart.
A/N: Thanks to xx_parkprincess for today's picture! :D You're awesome dear~ n__n
PROLOGUE:: ONE:: TWO:: THREE:: FOUR:: FIVE:: SIX:: SEVEN:: EIGHT:: NINE::TEN:: ELEVEN
A favorite of the group, Yunho had observed, were days allotted for photo shoots and filming. Sure, they were equally stressing. Yes, they started at the same ungodly hours. And definitely, they take out as much as their other activities do. But there was one thing that stardom had that everyone wished they could have, and that was the chance to pose in front of a camera and have your picture taken hour after hour after hour of the day.
It would have been a lie if any of the five of them said that they didn’t love it. But none of the five loved it as much as one, and that one was none other than Kim Jaejoong.
Jaejoong, perhaps, was the most photogenic, and the most diligent camwhore in the Korean industry. The preparations excited him: new clothes, hair and make up, shoes, and anything that could make him the glitz and glamour that he was. The singer was all about his appearance, and the chance to showcase it was a favorite that made his heart leap for joy.
On the other hand, the leader was all about seeing that things went well, that everything ran smooth and on schedule, fun or not.
And this, he did as he stood by the light’s director, watching as individual shots were taken, and Yoochun had just finished. It was always a few minutes of laughter when Yoochun was on set. His expressions and antics were too defined and out of the ordinary to ever finish a shoot without the baritone cracking a joke or giving a funny face. It was even worse when it was Junsu on set.
But following their family’s middle child was their eldest, dressed in a black suit and looking his absolute best. Jaejoong hadn’t noticed Yunho standing there, and the singer smiled sheepishly at the cameraman in greeting before he began.
The first smile that he shot at the lens captivated Yunho, and his breath stilled in his lungs, taking in a sharp gasp when the pain in his chest reminded him to breathe. It was a long while of pictures and poses, and Yunho stood there in stunned awe as he stared at his lover’s divinity.
“You’re going to start drooling if you don’t shut your mouth, Yunho.”
Yunho turned to find Yoochun standing beside him, the baritone’s eyes set on Jaejoong as well as a grin lined his features. Yunho knew that the grin was for him and not whoever was on set.
“I see how you look at him,” Yoochun continued, “How you touch him too. Don’t think that I don’t know.”
“Yoochun ah,” Yunho said with ample apology in his voice, “I-“
“Don’t worry about it hyung,” Yoochun chuckled, giving his hyung a pat on the back, “I have my own secrets, but I’m sure you know about them too. You aren’t alone in the staring and ogling. Only…” he grinned at this “…I stare at someone else.”
By then, Yunho had figured out what Yoochun was speaking off, and all he could do was grin in response and turn back to the singer on set. Jaejoong had finally noticed his presence, sending him a smile in welcome before he resumed his work.
There was another pat on Yunho’s back from the boy to his side, and a chuckle as he walked back away. “Go knock yourself out, hyung.”
And Yoochun was right: he would knock himself out. Jaejoong was just too amazingly beautiful to be true.
I love you because staring at you is like staring at the gods.