Will you be mine? - chapter 1
Title: Will you be mine? (This may change if I think of a better one)
Author: Kittlewit
Rating: PG-13 (NC-17 later on)
Genre: Romance/Drama/Slight Angst and Humor
Pairing(s): YunJae; YooSu; one sided JaeChun
Length: 1/?
Basic Synopsis: Yunho is the Prince of Korea and life is good. Until his parent tell him of his impending marriage to a girl he hates! tehn he meets Jaejonng...but does Jaejoong like him back?
A/N: I'm going to put catch me if you can on a hiatus because it hasn't had a great response...i thought of this fic during free time after an exam, so i hope it's ok! please enjoy!
If Yunho wasn’t so proud to be a man he would’ve cried. If his parents weren't the King and Queen of South Korea he would have refused. They had just informed him of their plans to marry him to Ahyoomee, a very well brought up girl whom Yunho happened to despise.
Great. This was just great.
Yunho was storming around his room, kicking everything he passed, making his room now resemble a bomb site, but he couldn’t care less.
“Yunho” gasped Changmin when he saw the mess “What the hell?!”
“I guess you haven’t heard the news then, huh? I’m getting married. Married! And who to you may ask? Well, I’ll tell you. Ahyoomee. Fucking ‘look at me, I’m so pretty and sexy and I have so many friends’ Ahyoomee!” (A/N: sorry to fans, she just really pisses me off *runs to hide from bricks*) Yunho had stopped pacing now, and was glaring at Changmin, daring him to laugh.
Changmin however, looked appalled.
“They, they can’t, they wouldn’t - ”
“Oh, but they did. God, I’ll see her at school, I bet her parents have told her. She’ll be unbearable.”
“Speaking of school, we should get going.” murmured Changmin, feeling sorry for his brother.
Sitting in the car Yunho was livid. All he could see when he reached school was hundreds of stupid screaming girls surrounding their car, waiting for the Princes. As far as he was concerned, the entire sex could go to hell.
“Oh, I wonder if any of them brought food...” Changmin tailed off, a wistful look in his eyes.
Yunho snorted, and bravely opened the door of the car, stepping out.
“Yunho, Yunho I love you!”
“Yunho, please marry me, please!”
“Yunho!” “Yunho!” “Yuuunho!”
‘God,’ thought Yunho ‘they only like me ‘cos I’m the Prince.’ He pushed through the crowd, leaving his brother to scavenge for for spare pieces of food.
His first class was maths, Yunho’s favourite, although he would never admit this too anyone, not even Changmin. But Yunho had a suspicion that his brother already knew from little hints the boy dropped. He always sat at the back, and by the time the bell rang he was having an epic paper sword fight with his best friend Heechul. The teacher finally came in, with, to everyones’ surprise, the most beautiful girl any of them had ever seen, who for some reason was wearing the school’s trousers, not a skirt.
Yunho couldn’t help but stare. Why oh why did he have to marry Ahyoomee? Why not this stunning creature? She had skin that was a mix of porcelain and alabaster, rose red lips and silky pitch black hair that framed her flawless face in a sort of bob.
“Everyone, this is our new transfer student from America. Introduce yourself, please.”
Yunho waited with baited breath to hear the siren’s voice, not even caring that every other boy in the class was too.
“Hi. I’m Jaejoong.”
Yunho nearly fell off his chair when he heard a masculine voice leaving the mouth of the girl.
“She’s a he!” called out some kid at the front.
Jaejoong smiled, and yunho really did fall off his chair.
“I was born here in Seoul but I moved to San Francisco when I was a kid. Sorry if my accent is too strong.”
“No no, it’s fine. Listen Jae Hoon - ”
“Jaejoong.”
“Sure. Um, there’s a spare seat there next to Siwon. Please sit.”
Jaejoong bowed to the class, then took his place. To Yunho’s despair, maths went by in a flash and he didn’t see Jaejoong again until lunch.
Yunho was sitting with his friends, hen they saw Jaejoong holding his tray of food, looking lost. To yunho’s surprise, Heechul waved him over.
“You looked a little lost there.”
“Yeah, I was. Thank you.” He sat down next to Yunho, who inhaled the sweet smell of coconut and hibiscus. Hmmm.
They began talking, and Yunho noticed a few cute habits the boy had, He covered his mouth when he laughed, that was Yunho’s favourite. Jaejoong didn’t seem to realize that Yunho was the Prince, which was fine with Yunho. He wanted Jaejoong to like him for who he was, not his future crown. ‘Like me?’ thought the Prince ‘Just as friends, of course.’
“Who is that?” Jaejoong’s melodic voice snapped Yunho out his thoughts, and he followed Jaejoong’s gaze.
“Oh, that’s Yoochun.” Heechul casually replied.
“He is hot!” smirked the raven. Yunho felt like he’d been kicked in the stomach. He felt like he couldn’t breath anymore.
“I guess so...” Heechul said, uninterested. “But don’t bother. He only likes girls. Siwon tried last year.”
“We’ll just see about that.” Jaejoong said playfully, and Yunho had never hated Park Yoochun more.
As Yunho sat next to Changmin on the car trip home, he absentmindedly asked
“Min?”
“Hmmm?”
“Can I force someone to like me ‘cos I’m the Prince?”
Changmin raised an eyebrow.
“Why do you need to force? Every girl in the school loves you. And me.” He added as an afterthought.
“Ok, how do I make a boy like me?”
“As friends, friends with benefits, fuck buddies - wait, aren’t they the same thing?”
“Forget I asked. And how do you know what friends with benefits are, dongsang?” (A/N: did I spell that right?)
“Oh please, I’ve seen ‘Friends’ re-runs on TV. Grow up. Who do you have a crush on anyway? Heechul? Because he has a secret boyfriend, you know.”
“It’s not Heechul. I never even said I had a crush on anyone!”
“Yes you did.”
“When?” Yunho gasped, outraged.
“Just now. I asked who you had a crush on, and you said it wasn’t Heechul. IT. It means a thin or being. I hope it’s the later, so spill.
Yunho scowled. He’d been tricked into this, he cold tell. It was a disadvantage of having a brilliant brother. Not that Yunho wasn’t clever too.
“Fine. I won’t help.”
“Ok, ok, I’m sorry. it’s just that there’s this new kid in my class- ”
“Oh, Kim Jaejoong!” let out Changmin with a smile.
“How the hell do you know his name?” roared Yunho, even more annoyed that he had to Share jaejoong with the entire school.
“Yunho, everyone knows who that smoking transfer student is! Jeez, I didn’t know you had such good taste. I’m impressed. You have my blessing.”
“I don’t need yours, I need his.” Yunho replied quietly.
“So he doesn’t know you like him? Does he know you’re the Prince?”
“No, and I don’t want him too. I want him to like me for me.”
“So when you asked if you could force someone to like you ‘cos you’re the Prince, you didn’t really mean it , or you didn’t think about what you were saying before actually saying it - we all know that’s been a problem in the past.”
“Oh shut up!” Snapped Yunho.
They'd arrived back at the palace, so Yunho got out and slammed his car door shut with more force then was necessary.
The morning came, and Yunho had gotten up extra early to make sure he looked good. He’d had a twenty minute shower, and had used some of Changmin’s almond and apple shampoo, and he had to admit his hair had never looked nor felt so soft before. He’d had his shirt ironed, his school suit dry cleaned and his shoes polished. Ah, the luxuries of being royalty. He had noticed how neat and tidy Jaejoong was, so he decided to put his slobbish days behind him. Not forever, of course, just until Jaejoong was his. Now Yoochun, also a complete slob, had no chance against him.
He and his brother didn’t speak to each other on the car ride to school - they were still angry at each other an Changmin was eating a cookie.
As they made their way through the crowds, Yunho spotted him. Jaejoong was leaning against a wall, listening to his iPod. Yunho was about to walk up to hi, when Ahyoomee ran up to him and jumped into his arms. Jesus was she heavy.
“Yunnieunnieoomypoos! I love you soooo much!”
To his despair, Yunho saw Jaejoong smirk at the scene, and give Yunho the thumbs up, before running after Yoochun who had just walked by. How could a Prince’s life be so bad?
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