Jaejoon's Betrayal (Chapter 6)
“Chunnie, what’s wrong?” he shuffled closer to the younger man, who’s lips were stretched into a weary smile. He shook his head gently, his voice the same “Nothing, it’s nothing”
Jaejoong rubbed the latter’s arm “I haven’t been gone long enough to forget how bad of a liar you are” he said in a teasing tone.
Yoochun smiled tiredly “really hyung..I’m just- tired”
Jaejoong nodded, decided to press the matter; Yoochun would tell him in his own time if it was something of real significance.
“Remember that I’ll always be here for you Chun, to talk, laugh hell even get drunk with. I’ll do anything and everything I can to protect you. So don’t hesitate, not even for a second about asking anything from me. Or even just talk to me about your worries. I mean that’s what hyung’s are for right?”
He smiled “...even if you are a greasy perverted dongsaeng”
Yoochun couldn’t help but chuckle.
***
“He’s already moved on?” he repeated it had almost been two weeks, since Yoochun and himself had talked.
“Then maybe I should too.” The flatness of his voice scared him. Maybe Yoochun spat it out of hate, but it had struck Yunho like never before.
Maybe it was time to finally move on. Cut any strings he had with Jaejoong and start anew. Maybe that’s what he needed, to get on with his life, give it some meaning and share his love with someone that he could grow to spend the rest of his life with. Maybe moving on from Jaejoong would help him. Help him to be better as a person and find someone that Jaejoong never was. Maybe he should. Maybe he should finally let down those walls and love again.
Only his heat contradicted it. It still didn’t want to let go, Jaejoong was embedded so deeply into him, his thoughts his love were always consumed by him.
But wasn’t there always a part of your heart that would be forever joined to your first beloved?
It had already been too long to fix what had been severed so severally.
Maybe if it had been a couple of years before, he could cease his actions and try and beg for his forgiveness; when there may have been some source of hope.
But, because he loved him so much, he gave up on sense, he gave up on logic. And in the end - love - it had only causes him agonizing desolation.
***
It had come to Jaejoong’s attention that Yoochun had been in a bad state for the past few weeks. Yoochun had hardly spoken; his voice was no more than a hushed whisper. He just wanted to be alone.
Jaejoong couldn’t help but think it was something that he had done. Maybe it was something he said? But he didn’t recall doing or saying anything that would offend his brother.
He had tried to talk to Yoochun but the young man had brushed it off, saying that he was merely tired and that work had taken his toll on him.
The brunette knew him. He was lying through his teeth. Something was bothering him severely. Well, enough to get him into this state.
And he wanted to make it better, he hates seeing him so..dead. Yoochun was lively, social he was funny. Not this stiff mute man.
“I need to find out what’s up with him”
He got dressed, calling one of his friends and asking if they would mind covering his shift for a couple of hours. Grabbing his coat and bag he left his apartment.
He stepped out of the taxi and sighed, it had been a long time since he was last here. Where he use to live. Yoochun decided that he didn’t want to move, he had found a well paying job and an apartment of his own in the city so it didn’t seem natural to stray very far.
Which proved a hindrance for the older man. Jaejoong just prayed he wouldn’t meet anybody familiar. He just wasn’t in the right mood for it.
He walked through the familiar settings, arriving at Yoochun’s door. He hesitantly knocked.
***
“Hyunng~ someone’s at the door!!!” Junsu shouted.
Yoochun rolled his eyes “generally when people hear the door knock, they go an answer it.”
Changmin got up “I’ll get it. Since you both seem too incompetent to even get up without falling back onto your asses.” He sneered.
“Talk about harsh” Junsu muttered.
And in reply Changmin did no more than roll his eyes. ‘And I call him hyung’
The tall man reached for the door, opening it.
***
Yunho got dressed, wearing a light blue dress shirt and a pair of dark washed jeans. The outfit its self wasn’t spectacular but Yunho always had a way of making the most boring of things look dazzling. If it wasn’t for his father’s demand of taking business he most likely would have preferred to become a model.
Jaejoong always said he should be. The latter shook his head; he wasn’t going to think about Jaejoong.
He walks to a small coffee shop, thinking it was best to probably call that someone. The business man dug into his pocket retrieving the expensive smart phone.
“Ryewook always said that he liked me. I had turned him down, but now’s the time to try again, right?” his fingers lingered, thoughts consumed on his decisions; which made him blissfully unaware as to where he was walking to or more precisely walking into.
“YAH! Idiot watch were your going!” A much shorter man with dark hair shouts.
Yunho’s head snaps up, looking over him. No one important “If your weren’t so short you’d be able to see where you were going”
He proceeds to walk again when the other man replies “I’m not short; I’m average like most of the damn people here! You’re just freakishly tall douche!”
Yunho looks at him in amazement, not once thinking that he would be so firstly. In actual fact he found it quite amusing.
“Well that-”
“What’s with you type of men? All you needed to do is apologies and we could get on with our lives. But instead you intend to act oblivious to the matter. Tall, dark and handsome, you think you can get away with murder by smiling! Well that won’t work!” The man eyebrows were furry face twisted in frustration.
Yunho chucked, crossing his arms. “Tall, dark and handsome?” He smirks.
Blush covered the man’s face “That’s not what I-”
The taller man smiled getting out his business card “Well if you ever want to go out with this talk dark and handsome mans here’s my number” he hands him the card. “You’re feisty.” His lips quirk into a cocky smirk “I like that”
He couldn’t help but chuckle when the man mutters “jerk” under his breath.
“I’m Jung Yunho by the way”
The man’s eyes trail his features “Yeah, I can read.”
The business man frowns with the lack of reply
He smirks “Lee Sungmin”
And before Yunho could comment he had already left the coffee house.
---
Sungmin..Yeah I really couldn’t think of anyone else
Oh and I though of a new twist haha..I can tell you now it might take some time and pain before YunJae are back together. Also it was YunJae’s anniversary yesterday! Happy Anniversary~~
This fic isn’t really a good present is it?
Anyway, if you can’t handle angst I suggest you stop reading... It just seems harder and harder for me to get Yunho and Jaejoong back together.
*sighs* I promise after my 2 stupid geography exams this Monday and Friday I will write more and try o finish. And also I’m working on some other fics
Anyway, Comments and feedback are loved^^
g
Jaejoong rubbed the latter’s arm “I haven’t been gone long enough to forget how bad of a liar you are” he said in a teasing tone.
Yoochun smiled tiredly “really hyung..I’m just- tired”
Jaejoong nodded, decided to press the matter; Yoochun would tell him in his own time if it was something of real significance.
“Remember that I’ll always be here for you Chun, to talk, laugh hell even get drunk with. I’ll do anything and everything I can to protect you. So don’t hesitate, not even for a second about asking anything from me. Or even just talk to me about your worries. I mean that’s what hyung’s are for right?”
He smiled “...even if you are a greasy perverted dongsaeng”
Yoochun couldn’t help but chuckle.
***
“He’s already moved on?” he repeated it had almost been two weeks, since Yoochun and himself had talked.
“Then maybe I should too.” The flatness of his voice scared him. Maybe Yoochun spat it out of hate, but it had struck Yunho like never before.
Maybe it was time to finally move on. Cut any strings he had with Jaejoong and start anew. Maybe that’s what he needed, to get on with his life, give it some meaning and share his love with someone that he could grow to spend the rest of his life with. Maybe moving on from Jaejoong would help him. Help him to be better as a person and find someone that Jaejoong never was. Maybe he should. Maybe he should finally let down those walls and love again.
Only his heat contradicted it. It still didn’t want to let go, Jaejoong was embedded so deeply into him, his thoughts his love were always consumed by him.
But wasn’t there always a part of your heart that would be forever joined to your first beloved?
It had already been too long to fix what had been severed so severally.
Maybe if it had been a couple of years before, he could cease his actions and try and beg for his forgiveness; when there may have been some source of hope.
But, because he loved him so much, he gave up on sense, he gave up on logic. And in the end - love - it had only causes him agonizing desolation.
***
It had come to Jaejoong’s attention that Yoochun had been in a bad state for the past few weeks. Yoochun had hardly spoken; his voice was no more than a hushed whisper. He just wanted to be alone.
Jaejoong couldn’t help but think it was something that he had done. Maybe it was something he said? But he didn’t recall doing or saying anything that would offend his brother.
He had tried to talk to Yoochun but the young man had brushed it off, saying that he was merely tired and that work had taken his toll on him.
The brunette knew him. He was lying through his teeth. Something was bothering him severely. Well, enough to get him into this state.
And he wanted to make it better, he hates seeing him so..dead. Yoochun was lively, social he was funny. Not this stiff mute man.
“I need to find out what’s up with him”
He got dressed, calling one of his friends and asking if they would mind covering his shift for a couple of hours. Grabbing his coat and bag he left his apartment.
He stepped out of the taxi and sighed, it had been a long time since he was last here. Where he use to live. Yoochun decided that he didn’t want to move, he had found a well paying job and an apartment of his own in the city so it didn’t seem natural to stray very far.
Which proved a hindrance for the older man. Jaejoong just prayed he wouldn’t meet anybody familiar. He just wasn’t in the right mood for it.
He walked through the familiar settings, arriving at Yoochun’s door. He hesitantly knocked.
***
“Hyunng~ someone’s at the door!!!” Junsu shouted.
Yoochun rolled his eyes “generally when people hear the door knock, they go an answer it.”
Changmin got up “I’ll get it. Since you both seem too incompetent to even get up without falling back onto your asses.” He sneered.
“Talk about harsh” Junsu muttered.
And in reply Changmin did no more than roll his eyes. ‘And I call him hyung’
The tall man reached for the door, opening it.
***
Yunho got dressed, wearing a light blue dress shirt and a pair of dark washed jeans. The outfit its self wasn’t spectacular but Yunho always had a way of making the most boring of things look dazzling. If it wasn’t for his father’s demand of taking business he most likely would have preferred to become a model.
Jaejoong always said he should be. The latter shook his head; he wasn’t going to think about Jaejoong.
He walks to a small coffee shop, thinking it was best to probably call that someone. The business man dug into his pocket retrieving the expensive smart phone.
“Ryewook always said that he liked me. I had turned him down, but now’s the time to try again, right?” his fingers lingered, thoughts consumed on his decisions; which made him blissfully unaware as to where he was walking to or more precisely walking into.
“YAH! Idiot watch were your going!” A much shorter man with dark hair shouts.
Yunho’s head snaps up, looking over him. No one important “If your weren’t so short you’d be able to see where you were going”
He proceeds to walk again when the other man replies “I’m not short; I’m average like most of the damn people here! You’re just freakishly tall douche!”
Yunho looks at him in amazement, not once thinking that he would be so firstly. In actual fact he found it quite amusing.
“Well that-”
“What’s with you type of men? All you needed to do is apologies and we could get on with our lives. But instead you intend to act oblivious to the matter. Tall, dark and handsome, you think you can get away with murder by smiling! Well that won’t work!” The man eyebrows were furry face twisted in frustration.
Yunho chucked, crossing his arms. “Tall, dark and handsome?” He smirks.
Blush covered the man’s face “That’s not what I-”
The taller man smiled getting out his business card “Well if you ever want to go out with this talk dark and handsome mans here’s my number” he hands him the card. “You’re feisty.” His lips quirk into a cocky smirk “I like that”
He couldn’t help but chuckle when the man mutters “jerk” under his breath.
“I’m Jung Yunho by the way”
The man’s eyes trail his features “Yeah, I can read.”
The business man frowns with the lack of reply
He smirks “Lee Sungmin”
And before Yunho could comment he had already left the coffee house.
---
Sungmin..Yeah I really couldn’t think of anyone else
Oh and I though of a new twist haha..I can tell you now it might take some time and pain before YunJae are back together. Also it was YunJae’s anniversary yesterday! Happy Anniversary~~
This fic isn’t really a good present is it?
Anyway, if you can’t handle angst I suggest you stop reading... It just seems harder and harder for me to get Yunho and Jaejoong back together.
*sighs* I promise after my 2 stupid geography exams this Monday and Friday I will write more and try o finish. And also I’m working on some other fics
Anyway, Comments and feedback are loved^^
g