Vampires Do It Better- Chap 7
Chapter 7
I drove us home. Yunho was quiet the whole way there. I kept shooting glances at him to make sure he was okay. I’m sure I saw a tear form at the corner of his eyes, but he wiped it off, probably trying to keep with his manly persona. “Don’t be so worried. It’s not going to be as bad as what you’re imagining.” I said to comfort him, patting his shoulder with my non-steering-wheel-holding hand.
Yunho finally looked away from the window at me. “You don’t know…” He sighed. “You’re not psychic.”
“Oh, I totally am. I can read your mind and everything.” I nodded confidently. “See, that light is going to turn green before we get to it.” I told him, and took my foot off the gas. The car moved forward slowly, making it to the light as it turned from red to green. I forced the gas down again. “See? Magic.”
Yunho smiled a little bit. “What am I thinking right now, oh Grand Exalted Psychic?” He mocked me, flicking at my cap.
I rolled my eyes. “Well that’s very obvious.” I scoffed, trying to make something up on the spot. I gave him an analyzing glance, and I thought a joke would definitely make him feel better. I gave him a mysterious grin and ominously said “You’re thinking that I’m the hottest thing you’ve ever laid your eyes on, and you want a piece of this sexy ass.” I tossed my hair, and Yunho laughed. SUCCESS! “You’re also secretly in love with me.” I added in a burst of inspiration.
Yun’s bright grin was replaced by an unpleasantly surprised frown. “Hah…” He mumbled, and went back to staring out the window. Aw, man! Maybe I went too far with the gay jokes, especially in this delicate situation where his sexual orientation is about to make him a pariah.
“It was a joke…”
“I know…” He sighed. “It was funny.” He turned towards me and forced a smile. “You’re hilarious.”
“You’re depressing me.” I pouted at the windshield. I parked the car in front of the apartment, and turned, grabbed his arms and shook him. “SMIIIILLEEEEE!”
“Stop it!” He smacked my arms away. “Let me be sad, okay? I don’t want to smile! I feel like crying, right now! My life’s going to hell! I can be depressed if I want to!” He huffed, and got out of the car.
“No, you can’t cry!” I followed him up the stairs to our apartment. “If you cry, I’ll be depressed! And trust me: you don’t want to see me when I’m depressed.” I threatened.
Yun turned around on the steps to cock an eyebrow at me. “Why? What happens when you’re depressed?”
I decided to go with another joke, so I made my voice crack and said “I cry… like a little girl.”
Yunho stared at me for a while, then cracked a smile and punched me in the arm. “Stop making me laugh, you ass.”
“Ow.”
“What’s so wrong with me crying?” He groaned crossing his arms over his chest.
I paused and thought seriously about it. “It’ll ruin the manly beast image I have of you in my mind.” I answered honestly. “Please don’t ruin the manly beast image.”
“You really think I’m manly?” He hamster-grinned at me. I barely notice his hideously blinding braces anymore, especially when he’s being so cute and rodent-like.
“Well… yeah. You’re the manliest guy I know.” I shrugged. “You crying would destroy everything I have ever believed in.” I nodded seriously, and got him to crack a tiny, braces-filled smile.
We got into the house, and Yunho hugged me from behind, as I was taking of my shoes. He also tripped at the same time, and we ended up on the floor in an uncomfortable tangle of limbs. “Get off me, you clumsy oaf.” I laughed. He was getting heavy.
He hugged me tighter, and sobbed into my shoulder. I sighed, and hugged him back. “I’m… sorry I’m ruining you’re manly image of me.”
“Hey…” I patted his back. “Come on, Yun. It’s going to be okay.”
“No… it’s… not.” His voice came out muffled by my shoulder.
“You’re image wasn’t THAT manly to begin with. I’ll survive.” I told him, and he pinched me.
“Shut up. You know what I’m talking about.” He sobbed. “You weren’t there. You don’t know.”
“Shh…” I kissed his hair. He gasped for some reason, but I ignored him. “Nothing’s going to happen. I’m still here aren’t I?” This line works better when it’s my sisters and they’re screaming ‘NOBODY LOVES ME! EVERY MAN IN THE WORLD IS GOING TO LEAVE ME!’
Yunho sniffled, but didn’t look up from my shoulder. “You’re going to leave too. You’re going to say that it’s okay and we’ll still be friends, but in the end you’ll ignore me at school, and just look at me pitifully as I get repeatedly punched in the face.”
“Yeah… I’d do that. You know me so well.” I said sarcastically. “And besides, nobody would even dare punch you. You’re built like a wall. They’ll just flee in fear that you’ll go all dolphin on them.”
“Dolphin?” He asked finally looking up. He had tears streaming down his cheeks, making me pout.
“Yeah, Kim Bum said that they try to steal humans away and mate with them.” I informed him.
“How would they steal people away?”
I shrugged. “I don’t know. Maybe they like circle around them, and pull them into deep waters, and then… like just get it on.” I suggested.
“How do they know where to stick it?” He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.
I laughed. “They probably just stab you with their wang until it goes in somewhere.”
Yunho groaned and smacked his forehead down on my shoulder again. “We’re acting like Hyun Joong.” He muttered.
“Hey, we were forgetting about being depressed.” I sighed. “You’re probably making a mountain out of a molehill. It couldn’t have been THAT bad.” I ran my fingers through his hair. It’s all nice and soft, and clean. I like Yunho’s hair.
“Jae, it was THAT bad.” Yunho groaned. “I didn’t even mean to ‘come out of the closet’, as they say. It just sort of happened, and two months later I’m being shipped away to Seoul, because my dad can’t stand to even look at me anymore.”
“You’re exaggerating.”
“Those were his words, Jae.” He started sobbing again. I patted his hair in a hopefully soothing manner. “He sent me here, because he’d feel too guilty to just kick me out of the house. You should have seen how happy he was when he saw your dad’s ad online.”
He was obviously determined to stay on this depressing subject so I sighed, and stroked his hair. “How did you… like ‘come out’?” Yunho was quiet for a while. “It’s okay, if you don’t want to tell me.”
He sighed. “Um… Well… I had a friend I was really close to. And… I didn’t like him that way or anything, but one time… It was after a soccer game. We won, and there was this guy whose parents were on vacation and he’d gotten the key to the alcohol cabinet… So, we were both a little drunk, and he was really good looking… It just sort of happened.” He mumbled into my shoulder, and groaned.
“How did your dad find out?” I asked him.
“He came to pick me up, and the whole bunch of them saw me, so they were all screaming ‘YUNHO’S GAY! TAPE YOUR ASSES SHUT!”
“They did not say that.”
“No, but they might as well have had.” Yunho groaned. “From then on, Dad wouldn’t be in the same room with me.”
“What about your mom?” I wondered out loud.
“She was fine with it. I think she’s sort of a fangirl or something, even tried to pair me up with some guys at school. My sister’s cool with it too… but she’s still a kid.” He sighed, and nuzzled his face in my shoulder. “That feels nice.”
“Hm?”
“You playing with my hair, it feels nice.” He whispered.
“Mm…” I mumbled, twirling his hair between my fingers. “What happened with your friend?” Yunho bit his lower lip and sighed. “He said it’s okay, and that you could still be friends, but ignored you in school, and just looked at you pitifully while homophobic bullies pound you in the face repeatedly?” Yunho nodded. “You know I’m not going to do that.”
“Sure… you say that NOW, but wait until tomorrow when Kim Bum tells everybody, and people start using me as their punching bag.” He huffed. “Then you won’t be so friendly with me. You won’t talk to me at all.”
“Stop being so pessimistic. Kim Bum is too selfish to start telling people his friend is gay. It’ll be fine. Plus, we’re in a big city now. I’m sure people are more open here.” I told him.
“That’s easy for you to say. You’re not the one about to get shoved into lockers for the rest of high school and have the principal tell you there’s nothing he can do about it.” He mumbled unhappily. “You saw the look on Kim Bum’s face. It was like he saw a squirrel.”
“He’s an ass hat.” I reminded him, and he nodded in agreement. “It’s going to be fine. You’ll see.” I reassured him.
“No, I won’t. You should abandon me before it’s too late.” He cried dramatically.
“Do you really have that little trust in me?” I pouted, jutting out my lower lip. “I’ve known you were gay since the minute you stepped through that door, and did I run away screaming? NO!”
Yunho pushed himself up on his elbows. He pressed my pouty lower lip back in with his thumb. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it like that.” He kissed my cheek. “I know I can trust you.”
“Damn straight!” I grinned.
He sighed. “I don’t want to go to school tomorrow.”
“I’m telling you it’s going to be fine. I’ll be there with you. And besides, it’s Christmas break soon. It’s much too late for gossip to really catch on.” I joked.
“Don’t talk about Christmas break.” He groaned and rolled off me. His cheeks were still stained with tears. Poor guy. I brushed his tears away with my thumbs and wiped them off on my shirt. Yunho’s breath caught, and he stared at me funny. Weird.
“Why not?” I sat up cross-legged, and poked his thigh. “You’ll get to go back home, and see your little sister-”
“I’m not going back home.” He sighed, staring at the ceiling. I stared at him quizzically for a good five minutes until he noticed. “What?”
“You said you were going…”
Yunho sighed. “Yeah, well it turns out my dad’s going to be back from his business trip early. He’s going to make it for Christmas.” He said with fake cheerfulness. It was one of the most depressing moments of my life.
“Damn… Your dad’s really that mad at you?” I furrowed my eyebrows, and bit my lower lip. “I mean… it’s just… it’s not like you can help it… right?”
“No, but I wish I could sometimes.” He sighed, turning his head to stare at me. Why was he staring at me like that? It’s starting to make me uncomfortable. I pulled my knees up and hugged them, trying to avoid Yunho’s weird probing gaze. “Like right now…” He whispered bizarrely.
I sighed, and patted his knee. “It’s going to be fine. You worry too much.” I told him.
Yoochun walked in then. He shot Yunho a jealous glare, and then leaned over to kiss me on the head. I mussed up my hair to somehow get rid of his spit, but it didn’t work. “Why are you lying on the ground like road kill?” He sneered at Yunho, sitting on his ass to hang on me like an orang-utan.
Yunho ignored him. “So, I’m just going to stay here all alone for a whole month… and probably get fat.” He sighed depressed. “And pimply, and unattractive.”
“Why don’t you come back home with us?” I suggested, and Yunho turned his head to look at me.
“You mean it?” His eyes sparkled with joy.
“Yeah. It’ll be cool.” I shrugged. “You can stay over at my house. My mom would love you. She’s been trying to make me gay for years.”
“It’s true. She makes him wear pink shirts, and hangs posters of half-naked men up in his room.” Yoochun smirked. “And his sisters make him watch all those girly movies to teach him how better to be gay.”
I glared at Yoochun. “Anyway,” I turned back to Yunho. “You’ll just have to buy the bus ticket, and you can stay at my place.”
“Yeah… I mean… sure! It beats being alone this Christmas.” He grinned, still lying listlessly on the floor.
“Cool, I’ll just call my mother.”
“NOOOOOOO!” Yoochun grabbed me and tried to drag me away from our sad roommate. “He can’t come! We were going to have fun alone time!”
Yunho grinned and mouthed ‘gay for you’, and I shot him a glare. “But we can’t just leave Yunho here all alone. Look at him. He’s so depressed he might just off himself.” Yun changed his big grin into a sad hurt pout.
“Oh, I’m so sad… My life is meaningless.” He moaned loudly.
“What’s he got to be sad about?” Yoochun grumbled, and muttered something unintelligible about kidnapping. “I don’t want him to come with us.”
“Have a heart Yoochun! Kim Bum sort of found out he’s gay, and now he’s afraid the whole school will find out and treat him like dirt.” I patted Yunho’s muscly chest. “And now he can’t go back home for Christmas, because his dad… well he has problems with his dad.”
“Yeah… problems with my dad.” Yunho breathed sadly. “Such big, depressing problems…”
“You’re GAY?!?” Yoochun gasped in shock.
“Dude he told us the first day he got here.” I groaned at him.
“Also, I would appreciate if you let me sleep with Jae tonight.” Yunho added, sighing in a depressed way. “I don’t think I want to be alone tonight.”
Yoochun pouted, obviously trapped in some kind of difficult inner battle between good and evil. After much difficult looking thought, he shoved me towards Yunho. “You can have him for ONE night, BUT NO FUNNY BUSINESS!” He said, glaring at Yunho. “And… MAYBE u can come with us back to our hometown, but I’m not going to be happy about it. And you’re going to sense my unhappiness, ALL THE TIME!” He pointed at Yunho threateningly like that evil monkey in that cartoon I watch way too much off.
“You can’t just rent me out! You don’t own me.” I crossed my arms over my chest unhappily.
“Yeah, we sort of do.” Yunho said, and Yoochun nodded in agreement. I glared at them unhappily.
“You do not! I’m my own man.” I stood up proudly, pounding on my chest like a man.
It was weird to see Yunho and Yoochun share an amused glance and smirk at me simultaneously. “Sorry Jae.” Yunho shrugged, getting off the floor and hugging me from my left.
“You’re officially our property.” Yoochun finished for him, hugging from the other side. “More mine than his though.” He added, glaring at Yunho.
“I hate you both.”
The next morning, when I got to class after meeting with Hyun Joong for this stupid English oral presentation, Yunho was sitting sadly in his seat behind his desk. He was staring unerringly at the table, while the rest of the gang was lurking in a corner watching him and whispering to each other. They looked up at me and waved me over. “What’s up?”
Soo Mi gave me a sneaky look, and whispered. “You probably know this already, but Kim Bum figured out Yunho was gay.”
“Yeah.” I nodded. “So?”
“You knew?!?” Han Geng squeaked in shock.
I shrugged. “I don’t care.” I told them. The girls snuck glances at each other, grinning creepily. What’s wrong with them? “He’s still the same guy. Who cares if he likes men?” I huffed and walked over to my seat next to Yunho’s. The girls started giggling to each other, and whispering things.
“They hate me.” Yunho mumbled to me, without looking up from the table. It seemed as though his desk held the answer to the meaning of life. “You shouldn’t talk to me. They’ll start hating you too and then-”
“Shut up.” I pushed his head over. “You’re making a big deal out of nothing. It’s probably just going to take them some time to get used to it. It doesn’t look like anybody else knows, just them.” I rested my elbow on his shoulder, and looked over to the gang. “Besides, they’re our friends. And I really don’t think the girls care at all.” I waved them over discreetly. The girls hurried over, still snickering to each other like gossiping old ladies. I heard the words ‘vampire’, ‘werewolf’, and ‘lovers’ a couple times, and concluded that our ‘girl’ ‘friends’ are obviously insane. Han Geng hesitated and I shot him a vampiric glare. It’s much more effective now that I’ve been working out. He scuttled over quickly.
“Yeah, well where I’m from, friends turn on you very easily.” Yunho grumbled unhappily. He put his hand on my elbow and sighed. “Thanks.”
“Hey, what’s everybody doing for Christmas break?” Soo Mi asked, pulling up a chair next to me and leaning on the table. She grinned suggestively at Yunho, and I smirked.
“Yeah, we’ve got to hang out together. We have millions of X-mas parties we’ve been invited to.” Jin Su and Min Su pulled up. This was becoming a cheesy Hollywood movie moment. Kim Bum stood behind them, looking uncomfortable.
“Sorry guys. Yun and I are going to visit my hometown for Christmas.” I shrugged. “We’ll be back a week before school starts though.”
“Damn it! You two are most of the reason we get invited anywhere! Of course everyone wants to hang out with the hottest guys in school.” Jin Su grumbled. “Although why girls are still after you when you’re both obviously-” Min Su and Soo Mi shushed her, and all three of them grinned at us creepily.
“Well, thank you.” I grinned in confusion. Yunho looked pretty dumbstruck. “We try.”
“What are you doing this Christmas Bummie?” Han Geng asked, sitting up on Yunho’s table like he usually did.
Kim Bum stared at Yunho suspiciously for a couple of seconds, and then took his regular seat next to me. “My parents are taking me to Cuba. It’s going to suck balls.”
This really had turned into a cheesy Hollywood moment. Ew. “Wait.” Yunho interrupted their planning. “You really still want to be my friends?” His eyes sparkled with hope.
“Just don’t hit on me, okay?” Han Geng grinned.
“We’ll try not to tell anybody.” Kim Bum muttered. Although, knowing him, it was probably more because he didn’t want people to think he was gay by association. Actually, it means a lot that he’s going to risk being thought of as gay, just so he can keep hanging out with Yunho.
Yunho had his hamster smile going on, looking like a happy little rodent on his chair. “Thank you, guys.”
“Didn’t I tell you?” I smiled smugly, at my obvious being-right-ness. “They’re totally cool with it.”
“Uh, DUH!” Jin Su rolled her eyes like it should’ve been obvious. “What are we like in the 50s or something? Society has like MOVED OOOON!”
Jin Su can be kind of annoying.
“Oh dudes, we’re sneakily ordering pizza into the school, and we’re meeting in the piano room at lunch.” Han Geng grinned at us. “You guys are coming right?”
I almost nodded, and then remembered I had already wrapped myself a sandwich this morning, and I really didn’t want to waste it. “I’ll come, but I don’t think I’ll eat the pizza.” I told them.
The girls smirked at each other. “What about you Yunho?” Min Su grinned evilly.
“Oh definitely! I could eat a whole pizza in one sitting.” He nodded proudly about his gross over eating habits.
“You’re such a pig.” I rolled my eyes.
“When Changmin stuffs himself with an entire pizza it’s fine, but when I do it I’m a pig?” Yunho pouted unhappily. “It’s not fair.”
“Changmin is a beast.” I rolled my eyes. “He can eat an entire field of pizzas if he set his mind to it.”
Yunho grinned sneakily. “I’m a beast too.” He pouted, fluttering his eyelashes at me.
Min Su sucked in a pleasantly surprised breath, while Soo Mi and Jin Su held hands and inhaled loudly. Girls are so weird. “Sure you are.” I rolled my eyes. “You’re my favourite beast.”
An ungodly squeal drowned out the sound of the bell ringing.
~~~
08
A/N: Hahahahhaa, wow does this chapter suck... *dies* I apologize in advance for any anger you will experience when reading this. I tried to write something angsty or wtv, but it ended up like this. This whole chapter was A LOT shorter and was attached to the last chapter, but I decided that yunho deserved a back story. and therefore, henceforth, and thusly, this miserable chapter came to life... anyway ENJOY (if you can) and THNKS FOR READING! *hugs you all*
I drove us home. Yunho was quiet the whole way there. I kept shooting glances at him to make sure he was okay. I’m sure I saw a tear form at the corner of his eyes, but he wiped it off, probably trying to keep with his manly persona. “Don’t be so worried. It’s not going to be as bad as what you’re imagining.” I said to comfort him, patting his shoulder with my non-steering-wheel-holding hand.
Yunho finally looked away from the window at me. “You don’t know…” He sighed. “You’re not psychic.”
“Oh, I totally am. I can read your mind and everything.” I nodded confidently. “See, that light is going to turn green before we get to it.” I told him, and took my foot off the gas. The car moved forward slowly, making it to the light as it turned from red to green. I forced the gas down again. “See? Magic.”
Yunho smiled a little bit. “What am I thinking right now, oh Grand Exalted Psychic?” He mocked me, flicking at my cap.
I rolled my eyes. “Well that’s very obvious.” I scoffed, trying to make something up on the spot. I gave him an analyzing glance, and I thought a joke would definitely make him feel better. I gave him a mysterious grin and ominously said “You’re thinking that I’m the hottest thing you’ve ever laid your eyes on, and you want a piece of this sexy ass.” I tossed my hair, and Yunho laughed. SUCCESS! “You’re also secretly in love with me.” I added in a burst of inspiration.
Yun’s bright grin was replaced by an unpleasantly surprised frown. “Hah…” He mumbled, and went back to staring out the window. Aw, man! Maybe I went too far with the gay jokes, especially in this delicate situation where his sexual orientation is about to make him a pariah.
“It was a joke…”
“I know…” He sighed. “It was funny.” He turned towards me and forced a smile. “You’re hilarious.”
“You’re depressing me.” I pouted at the windshield. I parked the car in front of the apartment, and turned, grabbed his arms and shook him. “SMIIIILLEEEEE!”
“Stop it!” He smacked my arms away. “Let me be sad, okay? I don’t want to smile! I feel like crying, right now! My life’s going to hell! I can be depressed if I want to!” He huffed, and got out of the car.
“No, you can’t cry!” I followed him up the stairs to our apartment. “If you cry, I’ll be depressed! And trust me: you don’t want to see me when I’m depressed.” I threatened.
Yun turned around on the steps to cock an eyebrow at me. “Why? What happens when you’re depressed?”
I decided to go with another joke, so I made my voice crack and said “I cry… like a little girl.”
Yunho stared at me for a while, then cracked a smile and punched me in the arm. “Stop making me laugh, you ass.”
“Ow.”
“What’s so wrong with me crying?” He groaned crossing his arms over his chest.
I paused and thought seriously about it. “It’ll ruin the manly beast image I have of you in my mind.” I answered honestly. “Please don’t ruin the manly beast image.”
“You really think I’m manly?” He hamster-grinned at me. I barely notice his hideously blinding braces anymore, especially when he’s being so cute and rodent-like.
“Well… yeah. You’re the manliest guy I know.” I shrugged. “You crying would destroy everything I have ever believed in.” I nodded seriously, and got him to crack a tiny, braces-filled smile.
We got into the house, and Yunho hugged me from behind, as I was taking of my shoes. He also tripped at the same time, and we ended up on the floor in an uncomfortable tangle of limbs. “Get off me, you clumsy oaf.” I laughed. He was getting heavy.
He hugged me tighter, and sobbed into my shoulder. I sighed, and hugged him back. “I’m… sorry I’m ruining you’re manly image of me.”
“Hey…” I patted his back. “Come on, Yun. It’s going to be okay.”
“No… it’s… not.” His voice came out muffled by my shoulder.
“You’re image wasn’t THAT manly to begin with. I’ll survive.” I told him, and he pinched me.
“Shut up. You know what I’m talking about.” He sobbed. “You weren’t there. You don’t know.”
“Shh…” I kissed his hair. He gasped for some reason, but I ignored him. “Nothing’s going to happen. I’m still here aren’t I?” This line works better when it’s my sisters and they’re screaming ‘NOBODY LOVES ME! EVERY MAN IN THE WORLD IS GOING TO LEAVE ME!’
Yunho sniffled, but didn’t look up from my shoulder. “You’re going to leave too. You’re going to say that it’s okay and we’ll still be friends, but in the end you’ll ignore me at school, and just look at me pitifully as I get repeatedly punched in the face.”
“Yeah… I’d do that. You know me so well.” I said sarcastically. “And besides, nobody would even dare punch you. You’re built like a wall. They’ll just flee in fear that you’ll go all dolphin on them.”
“Dolphin?” He asked finally looking up. He had tears streaming down his cheeks, making me pout.
“Yeah, Kim Bum said that they try to steal humans away and mate with them.” I informed him.
“How would they steal people away?”
I shrugged. “I don’t know. Maybe they like circle around them, and pull them into deep waters, and then… like just get it on.” I suggested.
“How do they know where to stick it?” He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.
I laughed. “They probably just stab you with their wang until it goes in somewhere.”
Yunho groaned and smacked his forehead down on my shoulder again. “We’re acting like Hyun Joong.” He muttered.
“Hey, we were forgetting about being depressed.” I sighed. “You’re probably making a mountain out of a molehill. It couldn’t have been THAT bad.” I ran my fingers through his hair. It’s all nice and soft, and clean. I like Yunho’s hair.
“Jae, it was THAT bad.” Yunho groaned. “I didn’t even mean to ‘come out of the closet’, as they say. It just sort of happened, and two months later I’m being shipped away to Seoul, because my dad can’t stand to even look at me anymore.”
“You’re exaggerating.”
“Those were his words, Jae.” He started sobbing again. I patted his hair in a hopefully soothing manner. “He sent me here, because he’d feel too guilty to just kick me out of the house. You should have seen how happy he was when he saw your dad’s ad online.”
He was obviously determined to stay on this depressing subject so I sighed, and stroked his hair. “How did you… like ‘come out’?” Yunho was quiet for a while. “It’s okay, if you don’t want to tell me.”
He sighed. “Um… Well… I had a friend I was really close to. And… I didn’t like him that way or anything, but one time… It was after a soccer game. We won, and there was this guy whose parents were on vacation and he’d gotten the key to the alcohol cabinet… So, we were both a little drunk, and he was really good looking… It just sort of happened.” He mumbled into my shoulder, and groaned.
“How did your dad find out?” I asked him.
“He came to pick me up, and the whole bunch of them saw me, so they were all screaming ‘YUNHO’S GAY! TAPE YOUR ASSES SHUT!”
“They did not say that.”
“No, but they might as well have had.” Yunho groaned. “From then on, Dad wouldn’t be in the same room with me.”
“What about your mom?” I wondered out loud.
“She was fine with it. I think she’s sort of a fangirl or something, even tried to pair me up with some guys at school. My sister’s cool with it too… but she’s still a kid.” He sighed, and nuzzled his face in my shoulder. “That feels nice.”
“Hm?”
“You playing with my hair, it feels nice.” He whispered.
“Mm…” I mumbled, twirling his hair between my fingers. “What happened with your friend?” Yunho bit his lower lip and sighed. “He said it’s okay, and that you could still be friends, but ignored you in school, and just looked at you pitifully while homophobic bullies pound you in the face repeatedly?” Yunho nodded. “You know I’m not going to do that.”
“Sure… you say that NOW, but wait until tomorrow when Kim Bum tells everybody, and people start using me as their punching bag.” He huffed. “Then you won’t be so friendly with me. You won’t talk to me at all.”
“Stop being so pessimistic. Kim Bum is too selfish to start telling people his friend is gay. It’ll be fine. Plus, we’re in a big city now. I’m sure people are more open here.” I told him.
“That’s easy for you to say. You’re not the one about to get shoved into lockers for the rest of high school and have the principal tell you there’s nothing he can do about it.” He mumbled unhappily. “You saw the look on Kim Bum’s face. It was like he saw a squirrel.”
“He’s an ass hat.” I reminded him, and he nodded in agreement. “It’s going to be fine. You’ll see.” I reassured him.
“No, I won’t. You should abandon me before it’s too late.” He cried dramatically.
“Do you really have that little trust in me?” I pouted, jutting out my lower lip. “I’ve known you were gay since the minute you stepped through that door, and did I run away screaming? NO!”
Yunho pushed himself up on his elbows. He pressed my pouty lower lip back in with his thumb. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it like that.” He kissed my cheek. “I know I can trust you.”
“Damn straight!” I grinned.
He sighed. “I don’t want to go to school tomorrow.”
“I’m telling you it’s going to be fine. I’ll be there with you. And besides, it’s Christmas break soon. It’s much too late for gossip to really catch on.” I joked.
“Don’t talk about Christmas break.” He groaned and rolled off me. His cheeks were still stained with tears. Poor guy. I brushed his tears away with my thumbs and wiped them off on my shirt. Yunho’s breath caught, and he stared at me funny. Weird.
“Why not?” I sat up cross-legged, and poked his thigh. “You’ll get to go back home, and see your little sister-”
“I’m not going back home.” He sighed, staring at the ceiling. I stared at him quizzically for a good five minutes until he noticed. “What?”
“You said you were going…”
Yunho sighed. “Yeah, well it turns out my dad’s going to be back from his business trip early. He’s going to make it for Christmas.” He said with fake cheerfulness. It was one of the most depressing moments of my life.
“Damn… Your dad’s really that mad at you?” I furrowed my eyebrows, and bit my lower lip. “I mean… it’s just… it’s not like you can help it… right?”
“No, but I wish I could sometimes.” He sighed, turning his head to stare at me. Why was he staring at me like that? It’s starting to make me uncomfortable. I pulled my knees up and hugged them, trying to avoid Yunho’s weird probing gaze. “Like right now…” He whispered bizarrely.
I sighed, and patted his knee. “It’s going to be fine. You worry too much.” I told him.
Yoochun walked in then. He shot Yunho a jealous glare, and then leaned over to kiss me on the head. I mussed up my hair to somehow get rid of his spit, but it didn’t work. “Why are you lying on the ground like road kill?” He sneered at Yunho, sitting on his ass to hang on me like an orang-utan.
Yunho ignored him. “So, I’m just going to stay here all alone for a whole month… and probably get fat.” He sighed depressed. “And pimply, and unattractive.”
“Why don’t you come back home with us?” I suggested, and Yunho turned his head to look at me.
“You mean it?” His eyes sparkled with joy.
“Yeah. It’ll be cool.” I shrugged. “You can stay over at my house. My mom would love you. She’s been trying to make me gay for years.”
“It’s true. She makes him wear pink shirts, and hangs posters of half-naked men up in his room.” Yoochun smirked. “And his sisters make him watch all those girly movies to teach him how better to be gay.”
I glared at Yoochun. “Anyway,” I turned back to Yunho. “You’ll just have to buy the bus ticket, and you can stay at my place.”
“Yeah… I mean… sure! It beats being alone this Christmas.” He grinned, still lying listlessly on the floor.
“Cool, I’ll just call my mother.”
“NOOOOOOO!” Yoochun grabbed me and tried to drag me away from our sad roommate. “He can’t come! We were going to have fun alone time!”
Yunho grinned and mouthed ‘gay for you’, and I shot him a glare. “But we can’t just leave Yunho here all alone. Look at him. He’s so depressed he might just off himself.” Yun changed his big grin into a sad hurt pout.
“Oh, I’m so sad… My life is meaningless.” He moaned loudly.
“What’s he got to be sad about?” Yoochun grumbled, and muttered something unintelligible about kidnapping. “I don’t want him to come with us.”
“Have a heart Yoochun! Kim Bum sort of found out he’s gay, and now he’s afraid the whole school will find out and treat him like dirt.” I patted Yunho’s muscly chest. “And now he can’t go back home for Christmas, because his dad… well he has problems with his dad.”
“Yeah… problems with my dad.” Yunho breathed sadly. “Such big, depressing problems…”
“You’re GAY?!?” Yoochun gasped in shock.
“Dude he told us the first day he got here.” I groaned at him.
“Also, I would appreciate if you let me sleep with Jae tonight.” Yunho added, sighing in a depressed way. “I don’t think I want to be alone tonight.”
Yoochun pouted, obviously trapped in some kind of difficult inner battle between good and evil. After much difficult looking thought, he shoved me towards Yunho. “You can have him for ONE night, BUT NO FUNNY BUSINESS!” He said, glaring at Yunho. “And… MAYBE u can come with us back to our hometown, but I’m not going to be happy about it. And you’re going to sense my unhappiness, ALL THE TIME!” He pointed at Yunho threateningly like that evil monkey in that cartoon I watch way too much off.
“You can’t just rent me out! You don’t own me.” I crossed my arms over my chest unhappily.
“Yeah, we sort of do.” Yunho said, and Yoochun nodded in agreement. I glared at them unhappily.
“You do not! I’m my own man.” I stood up proudly, pounding on my chest like a man.
It was weird to see Yunho and Yoochun share an amused glance and smirk at me simultaneously. “Sorry Jae.” Yunho shrugged, getting off the floor and hugging me from my left.
“You’re officially our property.” Yoochun finished for him, hugging from the other side. “More mine than his though.” He added, glaring at Yunho.
“I hate you both.”
The next morning, when I got to class after meeting with Hyun Joong for this stupid English oral presentation, Yunho was sitting sadly in his seat behind his desk. He was staring unerringly at the table, while the rest of the gang was lurking in a corner watching him and whispering to each other. They looked up at me and waved me over. “What’s up?”
Soo Mi gave me a sneaky look, and whispered. “You probably know this already, but Kim Bum figured out Yunho was gay.”
“Yeah.” I nodded. “So?”
“You knew?!?” Han Geng squeaked in shock.
I shrugged. “I don’t care.” I told them. The girls snuck glances at each other, grinning creepily. What’s wrong with them? “He’s still the same guy. Who cares if he likes men?” I huffed and walked over to my seat next to Yunho’s. The girls started giggling to each other, and whispering things.
“They hate me.” Yunho mumbled to me, without looking up from the table. It seemed as though his desk held the answer to the meaning of life. “You shouldn’t talk to me. They’ll start hating you too and then-”
“Shut up.” I pushed his head over. “You’re making a big deal out of nothing. It’s probably just going to take them some time to get used to it. It doesn’t look like anybody else knows, just them.” I rested my elbow on his shoulder, and looked over to the gang. “Besides, they’re our friends. And I really don’t think the girls care at all.” I waved them over discreetly. The girls hurried over, still snickering to each other like gossiping old ladies. I heard the words ‘vampire’, ‘werewolf’, and ‘lovers’ a couple times, and concluded that our ‘girl’ ‘friends’ are obviously insane. Han Geng hesitated and I shot him a vampiric glare. It’s much more effective now that I’ve been working out. He scuttled over quickly.
“Yeah, well where I’m from, friends turn on you very easily.” Yunho grumbled unhappily. He put his hand on my elbow and sighed. “Thanks.”
“Hey, what’s everybody doing for Christmas break?” Soo Mi asked, pulling up a chair next to me and leaning on the table. She grinned suggestively at Yunho, and I smirked.
“Yeah, we’ve got to hang out together. We have millions of X-mas parties we’ve been invited to.” Jin Su and Min Su pulled up. This was becoming a cheesy Hollywood movie moment. Kim Bum stood behind them, looking uncomfortable.
“Sorry guys. Yun and I are going to visit my hometown for Christmas.” I shrugged. “We’ll be back a week before school starts though.”
“Damn it! You two are most of the reason we get invited anywhere! Of course everyone wants to hang out with the hottest guys in school.” Jin Su grumbled. “Although why girls are still after you when you’re both obviously-” Min Su and Soo Mi shushed her, and all three of them grinned at us creepily.
“Well, thank you.” I grinned in confusion. Yunho looked pretty dumbstruck. “We try.”
“What are you doing this Christmas Bummie?” Han Geng asked, sitting up on Yunho’s table like he usually did.
Kim Bum stared at Yunho suspiciously for a couple of seconds, and then took his regular seat next to me. “My parents are taking me to Cuba. It’s going to suck balls.”
This really had turned into a cheesy Hollywood moment. Ew. “Wait.” Yunho interrupted their planning. “You really still want to be my friends?” His eyes sparkled with hope.
“Just don’t hit on me, okay?” Han Geng grinned.
“We’ll try not to tell anybody.” Kim Bum muttered. Although, knowing him, it was probably more because he didn’t want people to think he was gay by association. Actually, it means a lot that he’s going to risk being thought of as gay, just so he can keep hanging out with Yunho.
Yunho had his hamster smile going on, looking like a happy little rodent on his chair. “Thank you, guys.”
“Didn’t I tell you?” I smiled smugly, at my obvious being-right-ness. “They’re totally cool with it.”
“Uh, DUH!” Jin Su rolled her eyes like it should’ve been obvious. “What are we like in the 50s or something? Society has like MOVED OOOON!”
Jin Su can be kind of annoying.
“Oh dudes, we’re sneakily ordering pizza into the school, and we’re meeting in the piano room at lunch.” Han Geng grinned at us. “You guys are coming right?”
I almost nodded, and then remembered I had already wrapped myself a sandwich this morning, and I really didn’t want to waste it. “I’ll come, but I don’t think I’ll eat the pizza.” I told them.
The girls smirked at each other. “What about you Yunho?” Min Su grinned evilly.
“Oh definitely! I could eat a whole pizza in one sitting.” He nodded proudly about his gross over eating habits.
“You’re such a pig.” I rolled my eyes.
“When Changmin stuffs himself with an entire pizza it’s fine, but when I do it I’m a pig?” Yunho pouted unhappily. “It’s not fair.”
“Changmin is a beast.” I rolled my eyes. “He can eat an entire field of pizzas if he set his mind to it.”
Yunho grinned sneakily. “I’m a beast too.” He pouted, fluttering his eyelashes at me.
Min Su sucked in a pleasantly surprised breath, while Soo Mi and Jin Su held hands and inhaled loudly. Girls are so weird. “Sure you are.” I rolled my eyes. “You’re my favourite beast.”
An ungodly squeal drowned out the sound of the bell ringing.
~~~
08
A/N: Hahahahhaa, wow does this chapter suck... *dies* I apologize in advance for any anger you will experience when reading this. I tried to write something angsty or wtv, but it ended up like this. This whole chapter was A LOT shorter and was attached to the last chapter, but I decided that yunho deserved a back story. and therefore, henceforth, and thusly, this miserable chapter came to life... anyway ENJOY (if you can) and THNKS FOR READING! *hugs you all*