A Learning Process [Interlude]
Title: A Learning Process
Beta: minniesaranghae
Pairing: Yunho/Jaejoong
Rating: PG-13 (NC-17 for this chapter)
Genre: Romance, Humor
Summary: Jung Yunho was supposed to be the mysterious, indifferent, student council president. While he’d never stolen any minute of Kim Jaejoong’s attention before, he certainly was now.
Yunho liked going to Japan - it was pretty much his second home, but things were a bit different this time around.
His family often went to Japan every time he had a long break, and usually he didn’t have any complaints. However, this time…
He missed someone back in Korea - more specifically, he missed Jaejoong.
“You and Jaejoong talked for a long time last night.” Jihye commented as she toyed with her chopsticks and studied him carefully, “I heard you talking to him in the living room.”
“He’s sick.” Yunho muttered as he poured soy sauce into a small dish.
“Oh, well that sucks.” Jihye rested her chin against the palm of her hand, “Do you miss him?”
“Of course I do.” Yunho replied as he picked up a piece of sushi, “He’s my boyfriend. It’s only natural that I miss him. Besides, the fact you keep telling me to buy things for him isn’t making things any better.”
“It’s not my fault your boyfriend’s so pretty.” His sister argued, “It’s like everything looks nice on him. You should buy him as many things as possible -“
“I’m his boyfriend, not a sugar daddy.” Yunho argued back as he battled Jihye’s chopsticks away with his own, “Just because he’s pretty, that doesn’t mean I have to spoil him or -“
“Yeah right, you love spoiling him and seeing him smile at you.” Jihye snatched a piece of sushi off Yunho’s plate, “You’re so in love with him I get nauseous whenever I see the way you look at him.”
Yunho rolled his eyes, “You know nothing.”
“Do you want me to tell mom that you guys had sex in the house when she wasn’t around?”
“We didn’t have sex!” Yunho hissed, “It was just -“
“Well you almost did.” Jihye replied with a shrug as she toyed with the noodles on her plate. “Besides, who knows what else is going on in your room whenever you bring Jaejoong up there -“
Yunho glared at his sister, “Let’s just stop bringing this up.” he shook his head and stared down at his plate of food, “I don’t even know why I’m talking to you about this.” He raised his head and stared at Jihye, “Do you have a boyfriend I should be worried about?”
“Nope.” Jihye answered simply, “Thus I must live vicariously through you until I get one.”
Yunho was about to protest, but their mother returned to their booth and slid next to Jihye. She looked between the two of them in slight confusion before she noticed Yunho’s irritated expression.
“Were you teasing him about his boyfriend again?” Mrs. Jung asked Jihye as she rearranged the plates in a neater fashion.
“Of course. It’s the only thing that can get him riled up.” Jihye replied, “You should see Yunho when he’s around Jaejoong mom, it’s sickening to see him act so nice to someone.”
She smiled at her son, “I would like to meet him though. If he was able to win your affection, he must be quite an interesting and lovely person.”
Yunho slunk into his seat, “Yeah, sure - when we get back.” He tapped his chopsticks on his plate, “I’ll introduce him to you.”
“Invite him over for dinner.” His mother suggested as she served her children more food, “Unless you’re too embarrassed to introduce your boyfriend to your mother?”
Yunho rolled his eyes. “Of course I’m not embarrassed - I’m more worried that you’re going to tell him all sorts of stories about me.” He replied honestly, “I’ll tell him when I talk to him later tonight.”
Mrs. Jung smiled at her son and chuckled as she glanced at Jihye, “Isn’t your brother absolutely cute? He finally managed to snag that boy he’s been pining over for nearly a year.”
“Mom,” Yunho whined, “Please stop it.”
“I’m only doing my job as your mother Yunho - now eat your noodles.”
o-o-o
Yunho stared at himself in the mirror.
He looked so serious, and it was quite unnerving. As he stared at himself for a bit longer, taking in every one of his features, he felt himself doubt why Jaejoong would ever want to be with him.
They were different, and Yunho wasn’t sure if that was a good or bad thing. His parents were similar to him and Jaejoong in a sense - his father had the typical businessman character, while his mother was bubbly and talkative.
However they were still all different people - what worked for his parents might not work for him and Jaejoong. Yunho gripped the counter a little tighter as he tried to bury his insecurities.
What if Jaejoong got bored of him?
He sighed. It was why he’d been so reluctant to believe in Jaejoong’s feelings - it was why he’d been worried about every single one of the other student’s actions. He’d feared that one day Jaejoong would just toss him aside.
Yet somehow, the thoughts had gone away, and he found himself trusting Jaejoong with all his heart. His infatuation with Jaejoong had been nothing serious at first - just comments to Changmin about how handsome the other student was. But from the moment they’d started spending afternoons together, he’d become magnetized by everything about Jaejoong.
“Fuck, fuck.” Yunho hissed, wondering why he was suddenly feeling so insecure about himself. It was a quality of his - over thinking, and it influenced so many of the decisions he’d made in life.
It was why he’d allowed Ara to like him for so long, and it was why people thought he was cold. He allowed himself to over think, and because of that he always ended up in such an indecisive state. Eventually he had realized that it’d be better to stay away from other people so that he didn’t end up doing anything wrong to them.
He was always a bit of a coward - but somehow, Jaejoong had taught him to be braver. He’d taught him to be more open, to not be afraid of making mistakes, and to just be who he wanted to be.
It was why he loved Jaejoong.
Jaejoong completed him in a way that no one else did.
Yunho let out a shaky breath and ran his hands through his hair. He was being silly again. Just a few days away from Jaejoong, and he was already reverting back to old habits he’d thought he’d left behind.
His phone beeped on the counter, and he checked the messages.
Since texting is so expensive, I decided to make this message long. :3 I miss you! I am still feeling sick today -__- I think it’s because of Yoori’s chicken soup. DDD: She might be poisoning me! Will you miss me if I die Yunho? ;__; Just kidding. XD I’ll be waiting for you faithfully, like Hachiko! \O/
There was another message, so he opened it.
Don’t text me back, okay? Calling me is expensive o__o, so just tell me what you want to tell me when you call later. ^__^ Aish, I miss you. <3 <3 <3 Make sure to come back as the Yunho that I love, okay? :D Stay safe and away from Japanese boys! >.<
I sent you a picture, so open it! :3 I love you my lovely Yunho! ♥ And if I sound cutesy, it’s because of all the medicine I’m taking. OTL
Yunho opened the picture, and he smiled at the sight of Jaejoong’s selca. His boyfriend looked noticeably sick, but the bright smile on his face was enough to warm Yunho’s heart.
He wasn’t his old self anymore. He could be more open, he could be more expressive, he could be braver.
He was Jaejoong’s Yunho now, and he never wanted that to change.
o-o-o
Yunho lied down on his bed and shut his eyes.
He was used to going to his father’s important business functions, but that didn’t make them any less boring. As much as he seemed like his father, there were still many areas in which they varied.
Yunho sighed and massaged his forehead before he turned to the side and picked up his phone to call Jaejoong. He shut his eyes as he waited for his boyfriend to answer, and when Jaejoong did, he let out a small breath of relief.
“Missed me?” Yunho breathed out as he began to kick off his shoes.
Jaejoong laughed on the other end, “Of course I did. I’ve been too well acquainted with my toilet today.” He groaned, “I’m still sick. I feel terrible. Yunho, come back and take care of me.”
“I don’t know how to take care of sick people.” Yunho murmured as he kicked his pants off and settled in just his boxers and shirt. “I’m sure you can take care of yourself. You’re almost an adult.”
Jaejoong whined childishly, “You suck at being romantic.”
Yunho smiled to himself and settled further into his mattress, enjoying the comfort of hearing Jaejoong’s voice and the softness of his bed. “I’m sorry.” He replied without much meaning, “I’ll ask someone to teach me.”
“Asshole.” Jaejoong hissed, “You better not be hooking up with gorgeous Japanese boys while you’re there. I’m prettier than all of them,” he muttered jealously before he added, “I feel so fat and ugly. Please pay for my plastic surgery?”
“Are you fishing for compliments again?” Yunho questioned knowingly.
Jaejoong was silent for a few seconds, “Maybe.”
“I love you.” Yunho murmured, the words never failing to send a rush throughout his entire body. He blushed slightly and sighed into the receiver, “You’re perfect.”
Jaejoong was silent again, and Yunho cursed himself for being so sappy. He wished he could take back his words, but he knew he couldn’t - he’d said them, and he was absolutely sure that Jaejoong had heard them.
“You’re making me miss you so much.” Jaejoong murmured, and Yunho could hear rustling on the other end of the line as his boyfriend moved around on what he presumed was his bed, “Yunho, I love you too.”
Yunho settled into his bed comfortably and glanced at the clock next to his bed, “You should go to sleep soon - you’re sick.”
“I don’t want to.” Jaejoong argued, “I feel so clingy tonight. Please keep talking to me. I like hearing your voice - it’s sexy.”
Yunho laughed, “Are you serious?”
“Tell me my voice is sexy.”
“There you go again, fishing for compliments.” Yunho said as he pulled his shirt off and threw it onto the floor, “Should I send you to a psychiatrist? I’m worried about you and your self-confidence issues.”
“Yunho…?”
“What?”
“I really do miss you.” Jaejoong murmured softly, and Yunho could imagine his boyfriend burying his face into a pillow. “I miss having you around and seeing you smile at me.”
“I don’t smile at you.”
Jaejoong whined, “You’re so difficult.” He huffed, “Just tell me again that you miss me too and that you’re not dating a Japanese boy on the side.”
“There’s this pretty cute guy that lives next door -“
“Yunho!”
Yunho chuckled, “I miss you boo.”
“I’m horny.” Jaejoong complained on the other line, “Your voice is really sexy over the phone, I swear - or maybe I’m just sexually frustrated right now. What’s the point of you being my boyfriend if you can’t help me when I’m sexually frustrated?”
“You have hands.” Yunho chuckled, “Make use of them.”
“That’s not sexy at all Yunho.” Jaejoong muttered, “I’ll take a picture of myself with my phone, and then I’ll send it to you so you can see how I’ve languished away while you enjoy yourself in Japan.”
“Fine.”
A few moments later, Yunho received a message. He picked up his own phone and opened Jaejoong’s message. As soon as he saw the picture Jaejoong sent, he nearly dropped the gadget in shock.
Jaejoong was standing in front of a full body mirror, and he was naked. Yunho’s eyes trailed downward, and as he caught sight of Jaejoong’s half-hard member, he felt his own stirrings of arousal.
Yunho swallowed hard and picked up the landline phone, trying to ignore the fact that he was turned on. “Jaejoong…you’re not wearing anything.”
“I know.” Jaejoong replied calmly, “I told you I was horny. If I had a webcam, we could take this to another level.”
“You’re always horny.” Yunho muttered as he pushed down his boxers.
“No, I think that’s your role as a possessive, always horny, broody boyfriend.” Jaejoong muttered, “You know Yunho, I had this dream last night.”
Yunho breathed out slowly and asked, “What was it about?”
“You fucked me in the student council office.” Jaejoong drawled, “I could imagine you pounding into me with that large dick of yours, and your hands were gripping my waist so tightly -“
“Fuck, Jaejoong.” Yunho hissed as he reached down to touch his erection, “Do you know what you’re doing to me?”
“Of course I do.” Jaejoong replied, “Now I want you to do it to me too.”
“Phone sex?”
“Since I’m not getting any other kind then yes, phone sex.” Jaejoong muttered and Yunho could hear him shuffling on his bed, “Now talk dirty to me Yunho, and make me come all over my bed with you in mind.”
Yunho let out a shallow breath, “Baby, do you remember that night when you stayed over at my place?”
“Yes, I do.” Jaejoong breathed out, “I do - that was one of the best nights of my life. You were so hot that night.”
“I wanted to fuck you so bad that night.” Yunho hissed as he held the base of his erection, “I wanted to taste you all over, and I wanted to hear you scream my name while I fucked you hard into my sheets.”
“Will you fuck me hard when you come back Yunho?” Jaejoong asked huskily, “Where will you take me?”
“On my bed,” Yunho muttered as he began to stroke himself, “I’ll make you suck me off first - I want to see my cock disappear into that sinful mouth of yours.”
“I’m sorry I got scared the first time,” Jaejoong replied, as he breathed heavily onto the receiver, “I promise to give you the best blowjob ever, I’ll suck you so good, I promise baby. What’s going to happen after?”
Yunho stroked himself faster and shut his eyes, “I’ll need to stretch you out.” He could imagine shoving his fingers into Jaejoong, and the mere thought of Jaejoong mewling underneath him in pleasure nearly had him coming. “Would you like that Jaejoong? Would like me to scissor you open for something bigger?”
“You are so big Yunho.” Jaejoong moaned, “I don’t think you’d fit if you didn’t stretch me out properly. I can imagine you shoving your fingers into me and scissoring me, I’d be so tight baby, be gentle.”
Yunho could hear Jaejoong moan again, and he clutched the phone tighter, “Beg me to fuck you.” He stroked himself faster, “Tell me to shove my cock into you.”
“Stop it, no, I won’t.” Jaejoong hissed, “That’s embarrassing.”
“I won’t make love to you then.” Yunho threatened, “I’ll just kick you out of my room, and then you’ll be forced to walk back home.”
“Yunho -“
“Say it.”
Jaejoong was silent for a few seconds before he moaned, “Yunho, I want you inside of me.” He let out a heavy breath, and Yunho was fairly sure that he could hear Jaejoong try to hold back more moans.
“I don’t think I’d have the patience to do you slowly.” Yunho bit his lip, “You’d be so tight, and I’d thrust into you so hard, and fill you up to the brim.” He could feel himself on the edge of his orgasm, so he continued, “I’d thrust in you so hard, and you’d be moaning so loudly -“
“Faster!” Jaejoong whined from the other end, “Yunho, I’m so close.”
“Come for me baby.” Yunho muttered, “Come all over my bed.”
As soon as Yunho heard Jaejoong moan loudly on the other end of the line, he came soon afterwards. His hand was completely sticky, and he put his phone down onto his pillow in order to clean himself up.
When he picked up the phone again, he could still hear Jaejoong panting onto the phone.
“You okay baby?”
“I want you to be my first so badly.” Jaejoong said softly, “I love you so much. I wouldn’t want to do it with anyone else. I love you Yunho.”
“I love you too.”
“…when the time comes that we do have sex, I’m sure it’ll be good.” Jaejoong murmured tiredly, “I don’t want to do it in some place. I’d like it if our first time happened somewhere special.”
“It’ll be special.” Yunho assured Jaejoong, “I’ll take care of you, I promise baby.”
Jaejoong sighed contentedly, “I love you so much…”
“I love you too.”
“Oh, you need to know something.” Jaejoong murmured.
Yunho held the phone next to his ear as he set an alarm for early the next morning so that he could clean up and wash what was dirtied without his mom knowing. “What?” he asked, “Did something happen?”
“Yoochun gave me your Christmas present today, so I unwrapped it this afternoon.”
“What is it?” Yunho asked.
“Condoms and lube,” Jaejoong replied, “Thank God I didn’t open it in front of my parents, or else I would’ve died.”
“Your best friend’s…” Yunho trailed off and tried to think of the right word to finish his train of thought, “He’s unique.”
“I know.” Jaejoong muttered, “It’s so embarrassing, but I can’t help but love him anyway…not as much as I love you though.”
“That’s nice to know.” Yunho murmured with a smile, “It’s late. Jaejoong, you need to go to sleep now. Don’t sleep naked, or else you’re going to get even sicker. Make sure to put on some clothes.”
“Okay, hold on.”
Yunho waited for a few minutes, and it wasn’t long until Jaejoong returned to their conversation. “I’m dressed now. I’m wearing the shirt I borrowed from you…it smells nice. It reminds me of you.”
Yunho’s heart fluttered - Jaejoong’s honesty was one of the greatest things he loved about him. Every action and every word meant so much to him, because he knew Jaejoong always meant them.
“Goodnight Jaejoong.” Yunho murmured, “Sleep well.”
“Goodnight Yunho…” Jaejoong replied, “Dream of me?”
“No.”
“Asshole.”
Yunho laughed, “I love you, goodnight.”
“Goodnight, I love you too.”
As soon as Jaejoong hung up, Yunho placed the phone on the nightstand. Just as he was about to drift off into sleep, his phone beeped. He drowsily reached over to get it, and he squinted at the brightness coming from the screen.
I love you! <3 <3 <3 ^__^ Sleep well, and stay away from Japanese boys or I’ll get angry! >:| Don’t worry about me. I’ll get well soon! \O/ Stay safe! :D
Yunho smiled to himself.
There was no one who completed his day as well as Jaejoong did.
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Author’s Note: Congratulations to ninghui465, here’s your prize. ^__^ No sex yet, hahaha, I’m sorry guys. XD Don’t worry, they’ll be reaching that path soon enough. Thank you everyone for all the support you guys have been showing my work, and I aspire to continue to provide you guys with good updates. I’m busy lately, so updates might be coming slower and less frequently. I’m sorry for being a bit behind in updating. D: I hope you guys all enjoyed this little peek into Yunho’s mind, and if you liked the chapter, please do leave a comment! ♥
Beta: minniesaranghae
Pairing: Yunho/Jaejoong
Rating: PG-13 (NC-17 for this chapter)
Genre: Romance, Humor
Summary: Jung Yunho was supposed to be the mysterious, indifferent, student council president. While he’d never stolen any minute of Kim Jaejoong’s attention before, he certainly was now.
Yunho liked going to Japan - it was pretty much his second home, but things were a bit different this time around.
His family often went to Japan every time he had a long break, and usually he didn’t have any complaints. However, this time…
He missed someone back in Korea - more specifically, he missed Jaejoong.
“You and Jaejoong talked for a long time last night.” Jihye commented as she toyed with her chopsticks and studied him carefully, “I heard you talking to him in the living room.”
“He’s sick.” Yunho muttered as he poured soy sauce into a small dish.
“Oh, well that sucks.” Jihye rested her chin against the palm of her hand, “Do you miss him?”
“Of course I do.” Yunho replied as he picked up a piece of sushi, “He’s my boyfriend. It’s only natural that I miss him. Besides, the fact you keep telling me to buy things for him isn’t making things any better.”
“It’s not my fault your boyfriend’s so pretty.” His sister argued, “It’s like everything looks nice on him. You should buy him as many things as possible -“
“I’m his boyfriend, not a sugar daddy.” Yunho argued back as he battled Jihye’s chopsticks away with his own, “Just because he’s pretty, that doesn’t mean I have to spoil him or -“
“Yeah right, you love spoiling him and seeing him smile at you.” Jihye snatched a piece of sushi off Yunho’s plate, “You’re so in love with him I get nauseous whenever I see the way you look at him.”
Yunho rolled his eyes, “You know nothing.”
“Do you want me to tell mom that you guys had sex in the house when she wasn’t around?”
“We didn’t have sex!” Yunho hissed, “It was just -“
“Well you almost did.” Jihye replied with a shrug as she toyed with the noodles on her plate. “Besides, who knows what else is going on in your room whenever you bring Jaejoong up there -“
Yunho glared at his sister, “Let’s just stop bringing this up.” he shook his head and stared down at his plate of food, “I don’t even know why I’m talking to you about this.” He raised his head and stared at Jihye, “Do you have a boyfriend I should be worried about?”
“Nope.” Jihye answered simply, “Thus I must live vicariously through you until I get one.”
Yunho was about to protest, but their mother returned to their booth and slid next to Jihye. She looked between the two of them in slight confusion before she noticed Yunho’s irritated expression.
“Were you teasing him about his boyfriend again?” Mrs. Jung asked Jihye as she rearranged the plates in a neater fashion.
“Of course. It’s the only thing that can get him riled up.” Jihye replied, “You should see Yunho when he’s around Jaejoong mom, it’s sickening to see him act so nice to someone.”
She smiled at her son, “I would like to meet him though. If he was able to win your affection, he must be quite an interesting and lovely person.”
Yunho slunk into his seat, “Yeah, sure - when we get back.” He tapped his chopsticks on his plate, “I’ll introduce him to you.”
“Invite him over for dinner.” His mother suggested as she served her children more food, “Unless you’re too embarrassed to introduce your boyfriend to your mother?”
Yunho rolled his eyes. “Of course I’m not embarrassed - I’m more worried that you’re going to tell him all sorts of stories about me.” He replied honestly, “I’ll tell him when I talk to him later tonight.”
Mrs. Jung smiled at her son and chuckled as she glanced at Jihye, “Isn’t your brother absolutely cute? He finally managed to snag that boy he’s been pining over for nearly a year.”
“Mom,” Yunho whined, “Please stop it.”
“I’m only doing my job as your mother Yunho - now eat your noodles.”
o-o-o
Yunho stared at himself in the mirror.
He looked so serious, and it was quite unnerving. As he stared at himself for a bit longer, taking in every one of his features, he felt himself doubt why Jaejoong would ever want to be with him.
They were different, and Yunho wasn’t sure if that was a good or bad thing. His parents were similar to him and Jaejoong in a sense - his father had the typical businessman character, while his mother was bubbly and talkative.
However they were still all different people - what worked for his parents might not work for him and Jaejoong. Yunho gripped the counter a little tighter as he tried to bury his insecurities.
What if Jaejoong got bored of him?
He sighed. It was why he’d been so reluctant to believe in Jaejoong’s feelings - it was why he’d been worried about every single one of the other student’s actions. He’d feared that one day Jaejoong would just toss him aside.
Yet somehow, the thoughts had gone away, and he found himself trusting Jaejoong with all his heart. His infatuation with Jaejoong had been nothing serious at first - just comments to Changmin about how handsome the other student was. But from the moment they’d started spending afternoons together, he’d become magnetized by everything about Jaejoong.
“Fuck, fuck.” Yunho hissed, wondering why he was suddenly feeling so insecure about himself. It was a quality of his - over thinking, and it influenced so many of the decisions he’d made in life.
It was why he’d allowed Ara to like him for so long, and it was why people thought he was cold. He allowed himself to over think, and because of that he always ended up in such an indecisive state. Eventually he had realized that it’d be better to stay away from other people so that he didn’t end up doing anything wrong to them.
He was always a bit of a coward - but somehow, Jaejoong had taught him to be braver. He’d taught him to be more open, to not be afraid of making mistakes, and to just be who he wanted to be.
It was why he loved Jaejoong.
Jaejoong completed him in a way that no one else did.
Yunho let out a shaky breath and ran his hands through his hair. He was being silly again. Just a few days away from Jaejoong, and he was already reverting back to old habits he’d thought he’d left behind.
His phone beeped on the counter, and he checked the messages.
Since texting is so expensive, I decided to make this message long. :3 I miss you! I am still feeling sick today -__- I think it’s because of Yoori’s chicken soup. DDD: She might be poisoning me! Will you miss me if I die Yunho? ;__; Just kidding. XD I’ll be waiting for you faithfully, like Hachiko! \O/
There was another message, so he opened it.
Don’t text me back, okay? Calling me is expensive o__o, so just tell me what you want to tell me when you call later. ^__^ Aish, I miss you. <3 <3 <3 Make sure to come back as the Yunho that I love, okay? :D Stay safe and away from Japanese boys! >.<
I sent you a picture, so open it! :3 I love you my lovely Yunho! ♥ And if I sound cutesy, it’s because of all the medicine I’m taking. OTL
Yunho opened the picture, and he smiled at the sight of Jaejoong’s selca. His boyfriend looked noticeably sick, but the bright smile on his face was enough to warm Yunho’s heart.
He wasn’t his old self anymore. He could be more open, he could be more expressive, he could be braver.
He was Jaejoong’s Yunho now, and he never wanted that to change.
o-o-o
Yunho lied down on his bed and shut his eyes.
He was used to going to his father’s important business functions, but that didn’t make them any less boring. As much as he seemed like his father, there were still many areas in which they varied.
Yunho sighed and massaged his forehead before he turned to the side and picked up his phone to call Jaejoong. He shut his eyes as he waited for his boyfriend to answer, and when Jaejoong did, he let out a small breath of relief.
“Missed me?” Yunho breathed out as he began to kick off his shoes.
Jaejoong laughed on the other end, “Of course I did. I’ve been too well acquainted with my toilet today.” He groaned, “I’m still sick. I feel terrible. Yunho, come back and take care of me.”
“I don’t know how to take care of sick people.” Yunho murmured as he kicked his pants off and settled in just his boxers and shirt. “I’m sure you can take care of yourself. You’re almost an adult.”
Jaejoong whined childishly, “You suck at being romantic.”
Yunho smiled to himself and settled further into his mattress, enjoying the comfort of hearing Jaejoong’s voice and the softness of his bed. “I’m sorry.” He replied without much meaning, “I’ll ask someone to teach me.”
“Asshole.” Jaejoong hissed, “You better not be hooking up with gorgeous Japanese boys while you’re there. I’m prettier than all of them,” he muttered jealously before he added, “I feel so fat and ugly. Please pay for my plastic surgery?”
“Are you fishing for compliments again?” Yunho questioned knowingly.
Jaejoong was silent for a few seconds, “Maybe.”
“I love you.” Yunho murmured, the words never failing to send a rush throughout his entire body. He blushed slightly and sighed into the receiver, “You’re perfect.”
Jaejoong was silent again, and Yunho cursed himself for being so sappy. He wished he could take back his words, but he knew he couldn’t - he’d said them, and he was absolutely sure that Jaejoong had heard them.
“You’re making me miss you so much.” Jaejoong murmured, and Yunho could hear rustling on the other end of the line as his boyfriend moved around on what he presumed was his bed, “Yunho, I love you too.”
Yunho settled into his bed comfortably and glanced at the clock next to his bed, “You should go to sleep soon - you’re sick.”
“I don’t want to.” Jaejoong argued, “I feel so clingy tonight. Please keep talking to me. I like hearing your voice - it’s sexy.”
Yunho laughed, “Are you serious?”
“Tell me my voice is sexy.”
“There you go again, fishing for compliments.” Yunho said as he pulled his shirt off and threw it onto the floor, “Should I send you to a psychiatrist? I’m worried about you and your self-confidence issues.”
“Yunho…?”
“What?”
“I really do miss you.” Jaejoong murmured softly, and Yunho could imagine his boyfriend burying his face into a pillow. “I miss having you around and seeing you smile at me.”
“I don’t smile at you.”
Jaejoong whined, “You’re so difficult.” He huffed, “Just tell me again that you miss me too and that you’re not dating a Japanese boy on the side.”
“There’s this pretty cute guy that lives next door -“
“Yunho!”
Yunho chuckled, “I miss you boo.”
“I’m horny.” Jaejoong complained on the other line, “Your voice is really sexy over the phone, I swear - or maybe I’m just sexually frustrated right now. What’s the point of you being my boyfriend if you can’t help me when I’m sexually frustrated?”
“You have hands.” Yunho chuckled, “Make use of them.”
“That’s not sexy at all Yunho.” Jaejoong muttered, “I’ll take a picture of myself with my phone, and then I’ll send it to you so you can see how I’ve languished away while you enjoy yourself in Japan.”
“Fine.”
A few moments later, Yunho received a message. He picked up his own phone and opened Jaejoong’s message. As soon as he saw the picture Jaejoong sent, he nearly dropped the gadget in shock.
Jaejoong was standing in front of a full body mirror, and he was naked. Yunho’s eyes trailed downward, and as he caught sight of Jaejoong’s half-hard member, he felt his own stirrings of arousal.
Yunho swallowed hard and picked up the landline phone, trying to ignore the fact that he was turned on. “Jaejoong…you’re not wearing anything.”
“I know.” Jaejoong replied calmly, “I told you I was horny. If I had a webcam, we could take this to another level.”
“You’re always horny.” Yunho muttered as he pushed down his boxers.
“No, I think that’s your role as a possessive, always horny, broody boyfriend.” Jaejoong muttered, “You know Yunho, I had this dream last night.”
Yunho breathed out slowly and asked, “What was it about?”
“You fucked me in the student council office.” Jaejoong drawled, “I could imagine you pounding into me with that large dick of yours, and your hands were gripping my waist so tightly -“
“Fuck, Jaejoong.” Yunho hissed as he reached down to touch his erection, “Do you know what you’re doing to me?”
“Of course I do.” Jaejoong replied, “Now I want you to do it to me too.”
“Phone sex?”
“Since I’m not getting any other kind then yes, phone sex.” Jaejoong muttered and Yunho could hear him shuffling on his bed, “Now talk dirty to me Yunho, and make me come all over my bed with you in mind.”
Yunho let out a shallow breath, “Baby, do you remember that night when you stayed over at my place?”
“Yes, I do.” Jaejoong breathed out, “I do - that was one of the best nights of my life. You were so hot that night.”
“I wanted to fuck you so bad that night.” Yunho hissed as he held the base of his erection, “I wanted to taste you all over, and I wanted to hear you scream my name while I fucked you hard into my sheets.”
“Will you fuck me hard when you come back Yunho?” Jaejoong asked huskily, “Where will you take me?”
“On my bed,” Yunho muttered as he began to stroke himself, “I’ll make you suck me off first - I want to see my cock disappear into that sinful mouth of yours.”
“I’m sorry I got scared the first time,” Jaejoong replied, as he breathed heavily onto the receiver, “I promise to give you the best blowjob ever, I’ll suck you so good, I promise baby. What’s going to happen after?”
Yunho stroked himself faster and shut his eyes, “I’ll need to stretch you out.” He could imagine shoving his fingers into Jaejoong, and the mere thought of Jaejoong mewling underneath him in pleasure nearly had him coming. “Would you like that Jaejoong? Would like me to scissor you open for something bigger?”
“You are so big Yunho.” Jaejoong moaned, “I don’t think you’d fit if you didn’t stretch me out properly. I can imagine you shoving your fingers into me and scissoring me, I’d be so tight baby, be gentle.”
Yunho could hear Jaejoong moan again, and he clutched the phone tighter, “Beg me to fuck you.” He stroked himself faster, “Tell me to shove my cock into you.”
“Stop it, no, I won’t.” Jaejoong hissed, “That’s embarrassing.”
“I won’t make love to you then.” Yunho threatened, “I’ll just kick you out of my room, and then you’ll be forced to walk back home.”
“Yunho -“
“Say it.”
Jaejoong was silent for a few seconds before he moaned, “Yunho, I want you inside of me.” He let out a heavy breath, and Yunho was fairly sure that he could hear Jaejoong try to hold back more moans.
“I don’t think I’d have the patience to do you slowly.” Yunho bit his lip, “You’d be so tight, and I’d thrust into you so hard, and fill you up to the brim.” He could feel himself on the edge of his orgasm, so he continued, “I’d thrust in you so hard, and you’d be moaning so loudly -“
“Faster!” Jaejoong whined from the other end, “Yunho, I’m so close.”
“Come for me baby.” Yunho muttered, “Come all over my bed.”
As soon as Yunho heard Jaejoong moan loudly on the other end of the line, he came soon afterwards. His hand was completely sticky, and he put his phone down onto his pillow in order to clean himself up.
When he picked up the phone again, he could still hear Jaejoong panting onto the phone.
“You okay baby?”
“I want you to be my first so badly.” Jaejoong said softly, “I love you so much. I wouldn’t want to do it with anyone else. I love you Yunho.”
“I love you too.”
“…when the time comes that we do have sex, I’m sure it’ll be good.” Jaejoong murmured tiredly, “I don’t want to do it in some place. I’d like it if our first time happened somewhere special.”
“It’ll be special.” Yunho assured Jaejoong, “I’ll take care of you, I promise baby.”
Jaejoong sighed contentedly, “I love you so much…”
“I love you too.”
“Oh, you need to know something.” Jaejoong murmured.
Yunho held the phone next to his ear as he set an alarm for early the next morning so that he could clean up and wash what was dirtied without his mom knowing. “What?” he asked, “Did something happen?”
“Yoochun gave me your Christmas present today, so I unwrapped it this afternoon.”
“What is it?” Yunho asked.
“Condoms and lube,” Jaejoong replied, “Thank God I didn’t open it in front of my parents, or else I would’ve died.”
“Your best friend’s…” Yunho trailed off and tried to think of the right word to finish his train of thought, “He’s unique.”
“I know.” Jaejoong muttered, “It’s so embarrassing, but I can’t help but love him anyway…not as much as I love you though.”
“That’s nice to know.” Yunho murmured with a smile, “It’s late. Jaejoong, you need to go to sleep now. Don’t sleep naked, or else you’re going to get even sicker. Make sure to put on some clothes.”
“Okay, hold on.”
Yunho waited for a few minutes, and it wasn’t long until Jaejoong returned to their conversation. “I’m dressed now. I’m wearing the shirt I borrowed from you…it smells nice. It reminds me of you.”
Yunho’s heart fluttered - Jaejoong’s honesty was one of the greatest things he loved about him. Every action and every word meant so much to him, because he knew Jaejoong always meant them.
“Goodnight Jaejoong.” Yunho murmured, “Sleep well.”
“Goodnight Yunho…” Jaejoong replied, “Dream of me?”
“No.”
“Asshole.”
Yunho laughed, “I love you, goodnight.”
“Goodnight, I love you too.”
As soon as Jaejoong hung up, Yunho placed the phone on the nightstand. Just as he was about to drift off into sleep, his phone beeped. He drowsily reached over to get it, and he squinted at the brightness coming from the screen.
I love you! <3 <3 <3 ^__^ Sleep well, and stay away from Japanese boys or I’ll get angry! >:| Don’t worry about me. I’ll get well soon! \O/ Stay safe! :D
Yunho smiled to himself.
There was no one who completed his day as well as Jaejoong did.
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Author’s Note: Congratulations to ninghui465, here’s your prize. ^__^ No sex yet, hahaha, I’m sorry guys. XD Don’t worry, they’ll be reaching that path soon enough. Thank you everyone for all the support you guys have been showing my work, and I aspire to continue to provide you guys with good updates. I’m busy lately, so updates might be coming slower and less frequently. I’m sorry for being a bit behind in updating. D: I hope you guys all enjoyed this little peek into Yunho’s mind, and if you liked the chapter, please do leave a comment! ♥