Ways In Which We Love [Oneshot]
Title: Ways In Which We Love
Pairing: YooSu
Rating: Fluffy G
Length: Oneshot
It might be the way that Yoochun always tastes like cherry chapstick that makes Junsu smile into their kisses. The man has an absolute obsession with chapstick, and buys it with alarming frequency. Junsu is always pleased to see a new flavor appearing amongst the collection, because it’s become almost a game in his head. What flavor is Yoochun today?
It could be the way that Yoochun will come up to him, winding that lean body around him like he’s an anchor, that makes Junsu’s heart warm. The other man is so in love with touching, with feeling, that he can’t help making physical contact. It’s a reminder that, no matter what is going on in their lives, there’s something to ground him whenever he needs it.
Sometimes Junsu thinks that just the way Yoochun laughs is enough to make him fall in love all over again. It’s how the laughter starts in his eyes about five seconds before it crosses his lips, lighting up a face he knows as well as his own. There’s nothing more beautiful than a laughing Yoochun, all smiles and throaty giggles.
When Yoochun sings, he pours every ounce of anything he’s ever felt into the words, and it’s almost personal, just bordering on so private a moment that occasionally, even Junsu wonders if he should give the other man some space. It’s just that when Yoochun opens his eyes after that last note, and everything in his words is shining in his eyes, Junsu swears on every star in the sky that there’s never been anything more glorious.
There’s a certain fragility to Yoochun, an almost breakable air about him that makes Junsu want to bundle him up and keep him safely away. Yoochun reminds him that it’s okay to cry, okay to feel. As beautiful as a laughing Yoochun is, there’s something heartbreakingly sweet about a crying one, because its when Junsu can chase those tears away and bring that smile back, that he feels like this might be his purpose in life. He was born to make Park Yoochun smile like that.
Junsu likes to watch Yoochun perform, but there’s something fascinating about watching Yoochun compose. Watching him takes the melody in his head, and lay it out in scribbles on paper and haunting notes on the piano. It’s the furrow in his brow, and the utter focus on his face that has Junsu glued to his seat, waiting for that one moment when Yoochun has exactly what he wants, and the most stunning expression dawns on his face. It might be the shock, and the awe, and that slow slide into pride when Junsu tells him its beautiful, when he puts his voice to the words, that makes him love Yoochun the way he does.
Or maybe it’s just the fact that Junsu knows that no one has ever made him smile like this, laugh like this, feel this way, that makes him realize that there’s nobody else for him. Yoochun gets him so completely, that it’s like meeting the other half of his soul, finding in someone what he wasn’t even aware he was looking for.
Pairing: YooSu
Rating: Fluffy G
Length: Oneshot
It might be the way that Yoochun always tastes like cherry chapstick that makes Junsu smile into their kisses. The man has an absolute obsession with chapstick, and buys it with alarming frequency. Junsu is always pleased to see a new flavor appearing amongst the collection, because it’s become almost a game in his head. What flavor is Yoochun today?
It could be the way that Yoochun will come up to him, winding that lean body around him like he’s an anchor, that makes Junsu’s heart warm. The other man is so in love with touching, with feeling, that he can’t help making physical contact. It’s a reminder that, no matter what is going on in their lives, there’s something to ground him whenever he needs it.
Sometimes Junsu thinks that just the way Yoochun laughs is enough to make him fall in love all over again. It’s how the laughter starts in his eyes about five seconds before it crosses his lips, lighting up a face he knows as well as his own. There’s nothing more beautiful than a laughing Yoochun, all smiles and throaty giggles.
When Yoochun sings, he pours every ounce of anything he’s ever felt into the words, and it’s almost personal, just bordering on so private a moment that occasionally, even Junsu wonders if he should give the other man some space. It’s just that when Yoochun opens his eyes after that last note, and everything in his words is shining in his eyes, Junsu swears on every star in the sky that there’s never been anything more glorious.
There’s a certain fragility to Yoochun, an almost breakable air about him that makes Junsu want to bundle him up and keep him safely away. Yoochun reminds him that it’s okay to cry, okay to feel. As beautiful as a laughing Yoochun is, there’s something heartbreakingly sweet about a crying one, because its when Junsu can chase those tears away and bring that smile back, that he feels like this might be his purpose in life. He was born to make Park Yoochun smile like that.
Junsu likes to watch Yoochun perform, but there’s something fascinating about watching Yoochun compose. Watching him takes the melody in his head, and lay it out in scribbles on paper and haunting notes on the piano. It’s the furrow in his brow, and the utter focus on his face that has Junsu glued to his seat, waiting for that one moment when Yoochun has exactly what he wants, and the most stunning expression dawns on his face. It might be the shock, and the awe, and that slow slide into pride when Junsu tells him its beautiful, when he puts his voice to the words, that makes him love Yoochun the way he does.
Or maybe it’s just the fact that Junsu knows that no one has ever made him smile like this, laugh like this, feel this way, that makes him realize that there’s nobody else for him. Yoochun gets him so completely, that it’s like meeting the other half of his soul, finding in someone what he wasn’t even aware he was looking for.