White Elephants
Title: White Elephants
Author: lovemixin
Genre: Angst(ish)
Ratings: PG13
Summary: “This is all we do isn't it? We get along and we’re nice to each other and you say were happy."
A/N: This is heavily inspired by Ernest Hemingway's Hills Like White Elephants. I mean, heavily inspired: I just had to get this out of my system. I loved the short story the moment I read it and the moment I read it, I had yunjae in mind. The main ideas are different though (:
White Elephants
def: n possession of which its owner
cannot dispose and whose cost is out of
proportion to its usefulness.
The van moved swiftly along the paved highway. The mountains looked more brown than green and he took notice of the fruit stand under the tree they had just passed. His elbow was anchored on the armrest to his right.
“I want an orange” he said, “a really really ripe one.”
“You don’t like sweet things.”
“I never preferred sour things over sweet things.”
The man sitting next to him inches closer, “Do you want to go out drinking tonight?”
“You said we have work.”
“After the shoot.”
“If you would like it, then fine.”
Three boys sat comfortably in front of them, their heads bouncing on each other’s shoulders as the vehicle moved along the rolling hills, “Speak more softly or you’ll wake them up.”
“Don’t I always speak softly?” He feels the sun coming and going as they drove along more narrow trees. The heat tickled his nose and he brushed it off with a finger.
“They look like white elephants.”
“White elephants?”
“Yes. White elephants.”
He follows his line of sight and frowns.
“You don’t see it?”
“How would you know what a white elephant would look like?”
“I didn’t expect for you to see it. Its okay.”
“Is it that cloud over there?”
He closes the space between them, “No.” He hums. He twirls the hem of the other’s shirt with his finger, “You smell like vanilla.”
“Don’t I always?”
“Everything smells like vanilla. Especially things that you wait for like: staying home on rainy days, taking a hot bath after work, cooking eggs for the boys, having you inside m-”
“Stop it.”
“Why?”
“Let’s try to get along.”
“We are getting along.”
“Cut it out.”
“I said you smell like vanilla. Wasn’t that nice of me?”
“Stop it.”
“You’re always the one starting it. I was just being nice.”
“Okay fine.” He kisses his lover’s forehead.
“This is all we do isn’t it?”
”What?”
“We get along and we’re nice to each other and you say were happy.
“I suppose.”
“Everything’s perfect. And you’ll love me if I agree to it. You’ll love me and we’ll continue to be perfect.”
“You’re making it a big deal.”
“Its fine, I'm fine.” He kisses the other’s neck before shutting his eyes close. He sees white elephants and he curses out loud.
“I’m doing this for you. For the both of us.”
“You do everything for the both of us.”
“Its just on paper. If you really don’t want me to do it, then I wont. Just say the words so we can end this.”
“If I tell you what I want, what happens then?”
“We’ll be just like how we are now.”
“Just like how we are now. And you say we’ll be happy.”
“We will.”
“You won’t worry?”
“I won’t worry.”
“And we’ll have everything.”
“And we’ll have everything.”
His lashes brushed against the skin of the other’s neck, “No we wont. We can’t have everything. We never did.”
“I said we can have everything.”
“No we can’t. We can’t have something that we aren’t allowed to have.”
“Who’s going to take it away?”
“You’ll see…. I’ll agree to it because that’s what you want and I don’t care about myself.”
”What did you say?”
“I don’t care about myself.”
“That isn’t true.”
“Its true. And you know it more than I do. That’s why you asked me to think about this in the first place.”
“I care about you.”
“Oh yes. But I don’t.”
“And that’s why you’re agreeing to this?”
“Precisely.”
“I’m not doing it if you feel that way then.”
Jaejoong looked at him. He looks back out the window, sinking deeper in the other’s hold, the back of his head cocked on a shoulder,“Would you do something for me?”
“What is it?”
“Would you please please please please pleaaase stop talking? Because in the end, both you and I know you’re going to do it. I’m willing to go through what’s coming because it means the world to you. You will love me and we’ll be happy and we will be just like how we are now. That’s all.”
________________
Weeks later.
The four of them walked the well lit hallway. The walls were washed white and the polished floors squeaked underneath their heavy dancing boots. They knew very little of the people that walked passed them. He pulls on the little bit of clothing covering his chest. He would be around the corner somewhere by the stage door.
“That should be them,” the girl pulls on the man leaning by the tables, “I’ll be going now. Take care of yourself.” She takes off her hat and stands at the tip of her toes. He meets her and she pulls away,
“Do your best.” She raises a fist before heading out.
“We’ve been looking for you.” (J)
“We couldn’t eat without you.” (C)
“You did eat.” (J)
“That’s besides the point. The rest of you didn’t.” (C)
“Ignore those two. You have been around her an awful lot lately.” (Y)
Two big steps and he walks in sync with the frail looking man leading the group, “I’m giving someone everything.”
The back of their hands brushed against each other, “Didn’t your parents tell you that it is impossible to get something that isn’t meant to be yours?”
“This person makes me want to do the impossible.”
“I pity that person.”
“Why should you?”
“You plan to give everything but you can’t even give him world.”
Yunho bit his tongue by the door and Jaejoong follows the rest up the stage, muttering something about white elephants under his breath.
"Jaejoong."
"That was just an accident. Wrong words. Everything is just fine. Hurry on up stage Yunho, everyone's waiting."
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A/N: There you have it. Ofcourse, its no match to Hemingway's short story... and honestly the whole white elephants deal works better with a baby rather than having another person in the middle of a relationship since a baby is more financially involved. But I hope you guys enjoyed and comment down belloowwwwwwwwwwwwwww .
explanation: basically, this is the whole "yunho being told by sm to have a relationship with a girl to cover up for yunjae" rumor thing. Although, the term white elephants is used for finanfical situations, i altered it (idk if i can do that but i did xD) so it would be more about how Jaejoong saw the whole thing as something that isn't much help and it causes more trouble than help. Sorta thing. IDKKKK. and like always, you guys can have your own interpretations to it too. That's Hemingway's way!
Author: lovemixin
Genre: Angst(ish)
Ratings: PG13
Summary: “This is all we do isn't it? We get along and we’re nice to each other and you say were happy."
A/N: This is heavily inspired by Ernest Hemingway's Hills Like White Elephants. I mean, heavily inspired: I just had to get this out of my system. I loved the short story the moment I read it and the moment I read it, I had yunjae in mind. The main ideas are different though (:
White Elephants
def: n possession of which its owner
cannot dispose and whose cost is out of
proportion to its usefulness.
The van moved swiftly along the paved highway. The mountains looked more brown than green and he took notice of the fruit stand under the tree they had just passed. His elbow was anchored on the armrest to his right.
“I want an orange” he said, “a really really ripe one.”
“You don’t like sweet things.”
“I never preferred sour things over sweet things.”
The man sitting next to him inches closer, “Do you want to go out drinking tonight?”
“You said we have work.”
“After the shoot.”
“If you would like it, then fine.”
Three boys sat comfortably in front of them, their heads bouncing on each other’s shoulders as the vehicle moved along the rolling hills, “Speak more softly or you’ll wake them up.”
“Don’t I always speak softly?” He feels the sun coming and going as they drove along more narrow trees. The heat tickled his nose and he brushed it off with a finger.
“They look like white elephants.”
“White elephants?”
“Yes. White elephants.”
He follows his line of sight and frowns.
“You don’t see it?”
“How would you know what a white elephant would look like?”
“I didn’t expect for you to see it. Its okay.”
“Is it that cloud over there?”
He closes the space between them, “No.” He hums. He twirls the hem of the other’s shirt with his finger, “You smell like vanilla.”
“Don’t I always?”
“Everything smells like vanilla. Especially things that you wait for like: staying home on rainy days, taking a hot bath after work, cooking eggs for the boys, having you inside m-”
“Stop it.”
“Why?”
“Let’s try to get along.”
“We are getting along.”
“Cut it out.”
“I said you smell like vanilla. Wasn’t that nice of me?”
“Stop it.”
“You’re always the one starting it. I was just being nice.”
“Okay fine.” He kisses his lover’s forehead.
“This is all we do isn’t it?”
”What?”
“We get along and we’re nice to each other and you say were happy.
“I suppose.”
“Everything’s perfect. And you’ll love me if I agree to it. You’ll love me and we’ll continue to be perfect.”
“You’re making it a big deal.”
“Its fine, I'm fine.” He kisses the other’s neck before shutting his eyes close. He sees white elephants and he curses out loud.
“I’m doing this for you. For the both of us.”
“You do everything for the both of us.”
“Its just on paper. If you really don’t want me to do it, then I wont. Just say the words so we can end this.”
“If I tell you what I want, what happens then?”
“We’ll be just like how we are now.”
“Just like how we are now. And you say we’ll be happy.”
“We will.”
“You won’t worry?”
“I won’t worry.”
“And we’ll have everything.”
“And we’ll have everything.”
His lashes brushed against the skin of the other’s neck, “No we wont. We can’t have everything. We never did.”
“I said we can have everything.”
“No we can’t. We can’t have something that we aren’t allowed to have.”
“Who’s going to take it away?”
“You’ll see…. I’ll agree to it because that’s what you want and I don’t care about myself.”
”What did you say?”
“I don’t care about myself.”
“That isn’t true.”
“Its true. And you know it more than I do. That’s why you asked me to think about this in the first place.”
“I care about you.”
“Oh yes. But I don’t.”
“And that’s why you’re agreeing to this?”
“Precisely.”
“I’m not doing it if you feel that way then.”
Jaejoong looked at him. He looks back out the window, sinking deeper in the other’s hold, the back of his head cocked on a shoulder,“Would you do something for me?”
“What is it?”
“Would you please please please please pleaaase stop talking? Because in the end, both you and I know you’re going to do it. I’m willing to go through what’s coming because it means the world to you. You will love me and we’ll be happy and we will be just like how we are now. That’s all.”
________________
Weeks later.
The four of them walked the well lit hallway. The walls were washed white and the polished floors squeaked underneath their heavy dancing boots. They knew very little of the people that walked passed them. He pulls on the little bit of clothing covering his chest. He would be around the corner somewhere by the stage door.
“That should be them,” the girl pulls on the man leaning by the tables, “I’ll be going now. Take care of yourself.” She takes off her hat and stands at the tip of her toes. He meets her and she pulls away,
“Do your best.” She raises a fist before heading out.
“We’ve been looking for you.” (J)
“We couldn’t eat without you.” (C)
“You did eat.” (J)
“That’s besides the point. The rest of you didn’t.” (C)
“Ignore those two. You have been around her an awful lot lately.” (Y)
Two big steps and he walks in sync with the frail looking man leading the group, “I’m giving someone everything.”
The back of their hands brushed against each other, “Didn’t your parents tell you that it is impossible to get something that isn’t meant to be yours?”
“This person makes me want to do the impossible.”
“I pity that person.”
“Why should you?”
“You plan to give everything but you can’t even give him world.”
Yunho bit his tongue by the door and Jaejoong follows the rest up the stage, muttering something about white elephants under his breath.
"Jaejoong."
"That was just an accident. Wrong words. Everything is just fine. Hurry on up stage Yunho, everyone's waiting."
----------;
A/N: There you have it. Ofcourse, its no match to Hemingway's short story... and honestly the whole white elephants deal works better with a baby rather than having another person in the middle of a relationship since a baby is more financially involved. But I hope you guys enjoyed and comment down belloowwwwwwwwwwwwwww .
explanation: basically, this is the whole "yunho being told by sm to have a relationship with a girl to cover up for yunjae" rumor thing. Although, the term white elephants is used for finanfical situations, i altered it (idk if i can do that but i did xD) so it would be more about how Jaejoong saw the whole thing as something that isn't much help and it causes more trouble than help. Sorta thing. IDKKKK. and like always, you guys can have your own interpretations to it too. That's Hemingway's way!