My Yoochun
Title: My Yoochun
Author: junshoo
Length: oneshot
Genre: romance
Pairing: JunChun
Rating: pg-13
Disclaimer: Don't own these guys.
Summary: He was Junsu’s Yoochun.
Warmth ; [cold]
“Junsu,” you whispered as softly as the night breeze.
I didn’t reply but I looked up from my book, deep into your soulful eyes.
“Junsu,” you say again. I really love it when you say my name. “I’m cold.”
“Are you?” I asked but I placed the book away anyway and pulled your face to my shoulder and secure you around my arms. You would close your eyes and hug me back.
“You know the blanket is there for a reason,” I murmured while nuzzling my face in your hair, taking in your scent. You smelled of honey.
“But you’re warmer,” you replied.
“So am I your heater?”
“No you’re my Junsu,”
I kissed your forehead gently, “And you are my Yoochun.”
Stars ; [you are my falling star]
The flickering nights light were our entertainment as we downed cans of soda together.
I said out loud that I wished there was a wishing star because I really wanted to make a wish.
“Couldn’t you just wish on the normal stars?” you asked.
I chuckled at how cute you sounded. You were like an innocent young toddler and I just wanted to hold you in my arms and never let you go.
I shook my head, “But they’re not wishing stars, it isn’t the same. They might not grant the wishes.”
“Well, neither would real wishing stars anyway, I mean it isn’t 100% guaranteed that your wish might come true when you wish on one, right?”
I placed at my soda down on a patch of smooth grass and turned my head to face you.
“So… you might as well just wish on a normal one,” you continued and looked down on your can shyly.
I smiled and I brought my thumb up to your soft lips and gingerly traced them. I could feel you shiver slightly.
“I don’t need to make a wish anymore,” I tell you, “because the wish to have you is already granted.”
And then the stars and moon watched us kiss.
Disease ; [you are my disease]
“I have a disease,” you said one day.
I called you a liar and you giggled shyly. “Oh alright, you are my disease.”
I nuzzled our noses together and we both laughed because it tickles.
Little did I knew that you weren’t lying.
My Yoochun.
Cold - [warmth]
Your body is so cold it felt like ice. I could not even warm you with my body heat.
I cannot see you, the tears were blurring my vision.
“Tell me something,” you whispered.
I hugged you tighter.
“What… am I to you?” you asked.
“My Yoochun,” I choked.
You had the most beautiful smile ever. It was one that could always bring me happiness, but today it did not.
“My… Junsu…” you said softly.
And I tried to kiss some warmth into your ice cold lips.
Author: junshoo
Length: oneshot
Genre: romance
Pairing: JunChun
Rating: pg-13
Disclaimer: Don't own these guys.
Summary: He was Junsu’s Yoochun.
Warmth ; [cold]
“Junsu,” you whispered as softly as the night breeze.
I didn’t reply but I looked up from my book, deep into your soulful eyes.
“Junsu,” you say again. I really love it when you say my name. “I’m cold.”
“Are you?” I asked but I placed the book away anyway and pulled your face to my shoulder and secure you around my arms. You would close your eyes and hug me back.
“You know the blanket is there for a reason,” I murmured while nuzzling my face in your hair, taking in your scent. You smelled of honey.
“But you’re warmer,” you replied.
“So am I your heater?”
“No you’re my Junsu,”
I kissed your forehead gently, “And you are my Yoochun.”
Stars ; [you are my falling star]
The flickering nights light were our entertainment as we downed cans of soda together.
I said out loud that I wished there was a wishing star because I really wanted to make a wish.
“Couldn’t you just wish on the normal stars?” you asked.
I chuckled at how cute you sounded. You were like an innocent young toddler and I just wanted to hold you in my arms and never let you go.
I shook my head, “But they’re not wishing stars, it isn’t the same. They might not grant the wishes.”
“Well, neither would real wishing stars anyway, I mean it isn’t 100% guaranteed that your wish might come true when you wish on one, right?”
I placed at my soda down on a patch of smooth grass and turned my head to face you.
“So… you might as well just wish on a normal one,” you continued and looked down on your can shyly.
I smiled and I brought my thumb up to your soft lips and gingerly traced them. I could feel you shiver slightly.
“I don’t need to make a wish anymore,” I tell you, “because the wish to have you is already granted.”
And then the stars and moon watched us kiss.
Disease ; [you are my disease]
“I have a disease,” you said one day.
I called you a liar and you giggled shyly. “Oh alright, you are my disease.”
I nuzzled our noses together and we both laughed because it tickles.
Little did I knew that you weren’t lying.
My Yoochun.
Cold - [warmth]
Your body is so cold it felt like ice. I could not even warm you with my body heat.
I cannot see you, the tears were blurring my vision.
“Tell me something,” you whispered.
I hugged you tighter.
“What… am I to you?” you asked.
“My Yoochun,” I choked.
You had the most beautiful smile ever. It was one that could always bring me happiness, but today it did not.
“My… Junsu…” you said softly.
And I tried to kiss some warmth into your ice cold lips.