LOVE BORN FROM LIES PART [3/3]
Title: Love Born From Lies Part [3/3]
Pairing: YunJae
Beta kot_kendra
Word Count: 6,821 words
Rating: R
Length: Triple shot
Genre: Romance; fluff; angst; general
Summary:
Yunho has been in an online relationship with another man for the past ten months. The weird thing is, he didn’t even know about it. But now that he does, he finds that even the most awkward of situations can eventually lead to love.
AN: the last part of LBFL ^^ Hope everyone enjoyed it! Esp the last scene x33
ANII: IMPORTANT! There is small amount of smut at the end. Really badly written tho. You have been warned lol
PART III: FINALE
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From: bornfreeonekiss
To: uknow_yunho
*sigh* Relationships have always been tough for me I guess. No matter who I met, it was always the same thing. We’d date for a while and then suddenly, it would be over. Like when you have a song that you loved when it first came out. Something that was new and catchy, but after listening to it too many times, you start to become bored, disinterested. And for the longest time, I always thought it was because of me…I guess I’m just boring guy.
That’s why I was so happy when you thought I was interesting. And why I’m so happy that you’re still here…talking to me.
From: bornfreeonekiss
To: uknow_yunho
Haha you know, at first, I was really embarrassed when I made that dating profile ;^^ To me, it was an act of desperation that I wasn’t too proud of. But now, I’m glad I did it. Because I was able to meet you.
From: bornfreeonekiss
To: uknow-yunho
So that’s it? Just like that?! It’s over…*sigh* I should’ve known. When you said that your love for me burns hotter than that of a thousand stars…well, I guess, even stars burn out eventually…
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Kim Jaejoong stared at the screen sadly, slowly diving into those painful memories. Suddenly, he heard a familiar ringtone go off, signaling that he had a text message. A text message fro him
The smaller man pulled out his phone, giggly softly as he read words. After he was finished, he nodded confidently and sat up, preparing to leave; but not before pressing the delete button, erasing those painful messages from eyes completely, and snapping the laptop closed.
Time to move on and start something. Something real.
And with that, he walked out of his apartment, smiling beautifully.
==
Jung Yunho sighed contently, feeling the cool breeze against his face and the smell of rain in air as he walked a lot the slightly dump sidewalk. It was pretty chilling that night, even for spring, and the temperature only continued to drop as the sun began to set and the rumble of angry clouds slowly marched in.
Still, Yunho couldn’t complain. Instead, he smiled brightly as he felt the soft body next him unconsciously shift closer to snuggle into his warmth, their hands just inches away, their shoulders lightly brushing against one another. He turned to see the lovely face of his companion, who looked up at him and flashed those pearly white teeth at him. The taller man’s legs almost instantly turned to jelly at the mere sight of that smile, and he had correct himself before he found himself face first into the concrete below.
Because that was what this man did to him. This man named Kim Jaejoong.
And he couldn’t describe it in words how happy he was to have this man by his side at this moment.
It had been five months since he had his lights punched out by Yoochun at the restaurant. Four and a half months since met Jaejoong, in the most awkward situation imaginable. And exactly four months since they both had decided to just start over. To act like that cruel trick played HyunBin, Yunho’s ex-roommate, never happened.
Like they had just met. Like two complete strangers…
Since then, they had both kept their word. After the first couple of weeks, they would call or text each other every now and then. A casual invitation to coffee or lunch was the most common. There, they would talk about themselves. Getting to know each other’s lives, mesmerizing each other’s expressions and mannerisms to the point where neither of them had to say much in order to understand one another.
During this time, the intensity of Yunho’s affections only grew and prospered. He found that he loved the way Jaejoong moved and the way his hands would try to cover his mouth in embarrassment when he laughed. Loved the way he would lick his lips when he was nervous, and how it would always stop Yunho in his tracks so he could stare at adorable, pink tongue. He loved the way he was so passionate about music and loved how the man kept five different I-pods just for that reason. Most of all, he loved his kindness and honesty, and how he could trust Jaejoong with his deepest secrets and his nastiest habits, and yet, could still see the man smile at him so purely, so sweetly.
In general, he loved everything about the man.
Over time, those invitations slowly changed into dinner “dates” (though they weren’t officially going out, much to their friends’ annoyance) and concerts, where they spend the whole time just basking in each other company. Not long after that, Jaejoong had started inviting him over for game night with his friends. One of them, of course, being Yoochun. The other two, Changmin, who always had food in his mouth, and Junsu, Yoochun's bouncy and playful boyfriend, were very weary of him at first, and he had walked on egg shells with them for the first two hours. But after those two hours passed, they eventually warmed up to him, and welcomed him with open arms.
Knowing that he was now accepted in Jaejoong’s protective circle of friends, made Yunho even more hopeful for the future, and he found himself becoming even closer to his friends as much as he was with Jaejoong.
The taller man found he just couldn’t stop his feelings for the other man from growing. He couldn’t deny that he had hoped the beautiful manager would return his feelings. But he understood that he needed to go slow. He knew that Jaejoong wasn’t reading to just jump into another relationship this fast.
So Yunho waited patiently. Content with just being Jaejoong’s friend; just being a part of this man’s life. Though, it had been in the last few weeks that he had begun to notice the smaller man returning his affections. For there were times where he would catch the older man staring at him, but when their eyes would meet, he would smile and look down shyly. There were also times when they would sit next together on the couch during game night, their legs and hands almost touching, neither of them pulling away.
And of course, there was always that blush that would form on Jaejoong’s cheeks whenever Yunho even showed a hint of affection. His smile grew wider as he remembered how strongly Jaejoong had blushed whenever Yunho had placed his coat over the smaller man’s shoulders as they walked out of the restaurant.
He almost lost control right then and there.
“Yunho,” the smaller man questioned, pulling Yunho out of his thoughts and back into reality, “what are you thinking about?”
Yunho gazed down at those lovely doe eyes and said the first thing that came into his mind, “Nothing. Just thinking about how beautiful you look is all.”
When that familiar blush returned to Jaejoong’s cheek, Yunho could have sworn his heart literally skipped a beat.
“You’re so cheesy,” Jaejoong laughed, bringing his hands up to hide his blushing face, “but seriously, what are you thinking about?”
Yunho was tempted to repeat his answer, since it was true, he HAD been thinking about how amazingly wonderful and beautiful he was. But instead, he opted for a question instead.
“Jaejoong, can I ask you something?”
The smaller man, his face held a hint of concern.
“Why did you make that profile? What made you decide to start online dating?”
When Jaejoong looked at him with a slightly confused look, Yunho continued: “You just don’t seem like the type that would have one. I mean, you’re gorgeous and friendly, I just can’t imagine you would have a hard time talking with people. So I was just curious…”
That question had always been on his mind since he met Jaejoong. No, it had exactly been there since he first saw Jaejoong’s photo in one of the many emails he had sent over those ten months. Yunho wasn’t blind to the amount of stares the man received when he was with him. So, he couldn’t understand how such a good-looking guy like Jaejoong would have trouble finding someone, who wanted him just as he wanted them.
He was starting to get nervous, thinking he had somehow offended Jaejoong with that question. However, he was relieved when Jaejoong chuckled and stated: “First of all, I’m not that good-looking. Second, I guess I just wanted to try something new that’s all.”
The slender manager sighed and looked straight ahead, deep in thought, “Remember when we were talking about past relationships? You said that were in a few but they never got too far, and I told you that I had a couple of relationships that didn’t turn out so well?”
Yunho nodded. He remembered that conversation well. They had suddenly been on the topic of ex’s one night. The taller man had admitted that he had only one serious relationship but it had never lasted more than a couple of months. Jaejoong, who was surprisingly open about his past relationships, stated that he had at three serious relationships, but he didn’t really go into detail as to how or why they had ended.
And Yunho didn’t want to push or pry.
“Well, those relationships always seemed to end the same way. Just when I thought everything was going fine, the person would suddenly come out of the blue and say that they wanted out. Each time the person would make some excuse as why we weren’t going in the right direction and that they needed a break. Of course, the break would always mean that they found someone better…I started that profile after my last relationship ended. Though, this guy didn’t at least have the balls to tell me that it was over…I just figured it was over when I found him sleeping with someone else…”
Jaejoong’s usually gentle features twisted in pain and betrayal, while Yunho’s insides screamed out in anger at how poorly his crush had been treated. Jaejoong deserved more than that, more than those assholes who only seemed to want to use him for his body and then throw him away the second they got bored.
“I guess I, I wanted to make that profile because I figured that if all else had failed, than maybe this method might work. You hear so many stories about how people can find their soulmates online, and I thought that maybe, I could find someone like that, someone who wasn’t just interested in sex. That’s why I was so happy when I got your-I mean, his-email. I thought I had finally found someone who was just for me. And I wanted something more…”
The smaller man’s eyes lowered to stare at the sidewalk, salty tears filling the corners of his eyes.
“But in the end, it just turned out the same. All just one big, fat lie. Maybe I’m just not fit to have a happy, long-lasting relationship…”
Jaejoong jolted out his thoughts when he felt smooth knuckles caress his cheek and he looked up to meet the eyes of his handsome companion, who peered down at him with gentle eyes.
“I’m sorry, Jaejoong. I didn’t mean to bring it up and hurt you. I probably ruined your night because of that,” Yunho said, silently kicking himself for upsetting the man he loved, “but please don’t think that about yourself. You deserve that and so much more. Those idiots screwed up and missed out something on so beautiful. It was never YOU, okay? Don’t ever think that you’re not worthy of being loved…”
The glasses-wearing student wanted so badly to take Jaejoong in his arms at that very moment. To run his hands through the man’s silky hair and kiss away his pain. But he held himself back. Even though they had become so much more comfortable with each other in the past couple of months, Yunho still didn’t know where he stood with Jaejoong; where they BOTH stood in their unusual and strange relationship. And he didn’t want things to go back to things being awkward between them; which is why he had to make sure he didn’t trespass on any boundaries that Jaejoong didn’t want him to cross.
Jaejoong’s large teary eyes closed briefly, trying to prevent the traitorous drops from falling. Suddenly he smiled up at Yunho, his sadness forgotten as he stared into the man’s honest, almond shaped eyes. He was always amazed how this intelligent, handsome man could make him feel so special, so loved, with just a few simple words. It was something that no one else had been able to do.
“Thank you, Yunho,” the smaller man said slowly, “I don’t really get why you’re always so nice to me.”
Yunho continued to rub that smooth cheek with the back of his hand, “Because you deserve it. And because I really like you, and I like being sweet on you.”
Jaejoong giggled and shifted closer to the taller man, curling into his side, “But you know, it was still my own fault in believing him. I should have been more suspicious. Especially when he lied about his phone number the first few months, and refused to meet me even after we started dating.”
Yunho still had to disagree. Jaejoong was probably so caught up in the moment. After having such difficult relationships for the past five years, it would make sense that he might have been weak against HyunBin’s manipulations and lies. The smaller man probably thought he had finally found the perfect guy, and he didn’t want to lose it, so he was willing to just let his suspicions go.
“Not to mention the whole underwear model thing. It was extremely absurd. I’m sure all of those pictures were just photo-shopped to get my attention,” the beautiful man said, playfully ignoring the expression that shot across the handsome student’s face.
The taller man was about to say something to comfort the shorter man, until he stopped for a second, suddenly realizing that it was HIS picture that Jaejoong had been tricked with. He would have felt slightly offended if he hadn’t noticed the playful smirk and amused eyes of the other man.
He had discovered not long after he met Jaejoong, that the music store manager was the type to tease the people he liked, to which Yunho felt honored to be in ‘the people that Jaejoong likes’ category. And he liked that about the smaller man because he himself was also someone who liked to tease those he loves.
“Hey now, I’ll have you know that those pictures were real,” the taller man said back a light, teasing tone, “and I do seem to recall you being rather impressed with my body a couple of weeks ago at Yoochun’s party. I believe you said I was “hot” and “sexy” in my underwear and that you wished I had passed out drunk before we could finish the game?”
Jaejoong’s head snapped back at him, turning red in embarrassment. That night, all five of them had decided, in all of their tipsiness, to play strip poker, and Yunho, who was the definition of unluckiness, ending up almost completely naked. Jaejoong suddenly felt rather hot remembering that incident.
There was no doubt that the slightly nerdy man was gorgeous, and would have been a great model.
Still, what he had said about Yunho’s body had been said in confidence. To Yoochun specifically.
“Who told you that?”
“Yoochun,” Yunho laughed, his arms folded, with an all-knowing expression on his face, “he said he thought my virtue was in danger so he wanted to warn me in case you decided to jump me.”
Damn him, Jaejoong thought, covering his reddening face. Forget how mean Changmin could be, his best friend was evil incarnated. He would definitely get him back for this. His death will be slow and painful.
(Somewhere in the city, Yoochun randomly sneezes).
Yunho chuckled loudly before reaching up and gently pulled Jaejoong’s hands away from his face and leaned in closer. The smaller man shyly looked up at him, “It’s okay. No need to be shy. You’re welcome to steal my virtue anytime.”
Being this close to Jaejoong was almost unbearable, and almost unconsciously, Yunho bent forward, searching for those tempting lips that had been enticing him all night. But his action was cut short when felt something wet at the end of his nose. Another fell on his cheek and then his head.
The two men looked up to the sky, as the rain sprinkled around them, and steadiness falling faster with each passing second. They snapped back to look at each other, realizing that they both hadn't thought of bringing their umbrellas, and spontaneously yelled, “Shit!”
In an instant, they grasped each other’s hand and sprinted down the street. The rain now poured heavily, sucking them to the bone, but they continued to run beside each other, laughing and yelling, they couldn’t tell which. A few feet ahead, they finally found refuge under an extended roof.
Breathing heavily, Yunho placed his left hand against the brick wall to steady himself, reaching into his pocket and pulled a slightly damp rug to wipe his water logged glasses. After he did so and cleared his vision he was in awe at the sight before him.
Jaejoong was leaning against the wall in front of him, Yunho’s hand just beside his head, their faces just inches away. His clothes were soaked and were plastered to his body like an extra skin. And the beautiful man’s wet hair was fall against his face, his skin shining from the dampness of the rain. He looked so sexy; so ethereal.
As they gazed at each other, completely immersed in the moment, the taller man realized that he just couldn’t resist anymore. Slowly, he bent down, his right hand tentatively holding the side of Jaejoong’s waist, squeezing gently. He then pulled the smaller man towards him and in an instant, their lips met.
Yunho felt Jaejoong tense at his lips pressed against his, lightly sucking at the water droplets that slid down Jaejoong’s hair onto those pouty lips. He waited desperately for what seemed like hours, hoping that he didn’t just destroy four months of courting by this simple, innocent kiss. When the smaller man didn’t respond, his heart broke and he began to pull away.
Suddenly, he felt around wrapped around his neck and a hungry mouth against his. He then wrapped his arms completely around Jaejoong’s waist and pushed himself deeper into the wall behind him. When Jaejoong gasped in surprise, Yunho took a chance to slip his tongue inside. Finally tasting the beautiful man, and finding that he even more delicious than he could ever have imagined.
Their tongues battled for dominance for few seconds, before Jaejoong succumbed to Yunho’s pressure. However, he continued to hold a solid hold on the taller man’s back, gripping the damp leather with his fingers and pulling the man even closer, deeper in his mouth.
The moment was then suddenly broken by the loud rumbling of the thunder, followed closely by crackling of lightning. The two men pulled apart, once again panting from the lack of air in their lungs, “Jaejoong,” the taller man breathed out.
The beauty looked up at him, waiting, anticipating.
“Will you, will you go out with me? Will you be my boyfriend?” Yunho asked, his eyes begging, pleading with the man before him.
Jaejoong just stared back at him, his doe eyes widening, his body uncharacteristically still, “Yunho…”
Realizing his forwardness, Yunho winced inwardly and rested his head on Jaejoong’s shoulder. He still held onto the man’s waist tightly, making sure that the man didn’t try to push him away or flee, “God, I’m-I’m so sorry, Jae. This-This isn’t how I imagined asking you. But I, I couldn’t help myself, seeing you like this. I just want you to know that you don’t have to say anything. Like I said before, I’m willing to wait until you feel comfortable. I don’t want you to feel like I’m pushing you. God, that’s the last thing I want to do. Damn, Jae, I’m so sorry, I-.”
A delicate finger was suddenly placed against his lips, stopping Yunho in mid-apology. He glanced at Jaejoong’s face, expecting an angry, hurt expression, but instead, that lovely, pale face held a stunning smile as he looked at Yunho dreamily, his eyes sparkling with love.
“I love too, Yunho,” Jaejoong half laughed, half choke a sob as he spoke, “And you didn’t even have to ask. The answer was 'yes' a long time ago.”
And with that, Yunho was pulled into another deeper kiss, his body once again melting into Jaejoong’s own, his hands still gripping the man’s small waist possessively.
They stayed like for what seemed like hours, ignoring the way the rain and wind slammed angrily against the roof or the way the lightning flashed dangerously close. They were too completely caught up in each other; because now they could finally move on.
They could finally move another step forward. Together.
==
Ever since that rainy night, Yunho had been in almost dreamlike state, in a complete trance. Even at having work 30+ hours in the last three days, did not rid him of the smile that had been permanently etched on his face since then. He couldn’t remember much after the rain had stopped, and they had both walked hand-in-hand to Yoochun’s apartment, where they announced their three friends (or should say Jaejoong announced, since he hadn’t been able to utter a complete, comprehensible sentence) that they were now official dating.
He didn’t have the heart to act annoyed as all three men gave them disinterested looks, promptly followed by the phrases:
“Took you guys long enough. I swear I aged 20 years waiting for you two.” Yoochun.
“What do you want us to do? Break out open a bottle of champagne and celebrate this glorious occasion? Damn you guys are so pathetically slow.” Changmin.
“Great, hyungs, that’s great. Now, move your asses out of the way! You’re blocking the TV.” Junsu.
But he did enjoy the way that Jaejoong had pouted at their words. Because he could think about how soft and plumb those lips were against his and how amazing Jaejoong had tasted. Yunho shook his head, trying to rid himself of those arousing thoughts, before he headed embarrassing himself from his customers.
‘Yes, I’m sure they would love to see you trying to hide your hard-on as they ate their love,’ Yunho thought humorlessly.
He just couldn’t resist. Jaejoong was officially his boyfriend. His beautiful, amazing, feisty, clever, and adorable boyfriend. So sue him if he wanted to bring out in dance and do backflips the middle of restaurant. After all of the crap they had went through and the awkwardness at the beginning was finally over. And Yunho couldn’t have been happier.
But his happiness was short-lived, when a familiar figure walked in the restaurant.
“Welcome to-HyunBin?” Yunho glared at the chubby, blond man who about the same height as he was.
“Oh look who it is. It’s my old roomie,” HyunBin said, directing his attention towards his group of friends behind him, “that was before he kicked me out and left me to sleep on the sidewalk.”
Yunho could feel the vein in his head pulsing from the mere sound of this man’s voice. He could barely stand him as a roommate but knowing what he put Jaejoong and him through only made him angrier, his vision almost tinted red.
But he held himself back. This was not the place to deck this man. He couldn’t afford to lose this job. So he sucked in a breath and tried to speak rationally, “What are you doing here, HyunBin? This isn’t your kind of place.”
It was true. The restaurant was more formal, and the man before stood in only a black and white hoodie and baggy sweats. He couldn’t let him anyway. Yunho sighed in relief and began to usher the group out, hoping that they would go quietly.
But of course, HyunBin, the asshole, wouldn’t go easily.
“I heard you hooked with him,” the overweight blond snapped randomly, stopping Yunho in mid-step, “that fag at the music store. The one I was emailing. You’re fucking him aren’t you?”
Any hopes of being civil with this man went out the window as Yunho grabbed the man’s forearm, the man’s skin already forming a bruise.
“So what? What does it matter to you? After how you treated him, how you lied to him using MY name, why do you care about what he does?” Yunho snapped, feeling extremely defensive, wondering the hell this man would care about whether he and Jaejoong were together or not.
“I don’t!” the man pulled his arm away, still smirking cruelly, “I just thought it was hilarious how you so easily jumped at the chance to get with him. Couldn’t get some ass yourself, so you have to go after my leftovers just get some? How sad.”
The blond and his friends laughed loudly, making the whole restaurant stop eating, turning to stare at the intruding group of men.
Yunho’s blood boiled, his fists clenching so tightly, almost drawing blood from his sharpness of his fingernails. He spoke slowly, his voice dangerously low, deadly: “What the hell are you talking about? You and Jaejoong were NEVER together. You used MY email address and MY pictures in order to hurt him, and I swear if you say one more word, I’ll make you leave. By force.”
“Yea so what if it was your email address or pictures, he was still talking to ME. He was obsessed with ME. Do you know how many times he told me how he loved me? Did he tell you how much he wanted me, wanted to be with me?” HyunBin taunted, “not that I would want that. I mean, he’s a hot and all, but don’t do guys and all.”
The chubby man then stared directly into Yunho’s now blazing eyes and laughed, “The guy may like your face, but he fall in love with the PERSON I CREATED! Are you sure that he’s not just going out with because he thinks you’re me? I’m sure he’s going to be quite disappointed when he finds out that you’re not some hotshot model? Hahaha!” the man’s cruel words continued to chip away at Yunho’s defenses, “damn, Jung you are so pathetic.”
Yunho almost completely snapped right then, and grabbed onto HyunBin’s collar, his brown eyes burning into the man’s ugly face, “You better leave right now. I won’t ask you again.”
“Fine. Fine,” the man said, lifting up his hands in a sign of surrender and he muttered a couple of words to his friends, turning to walk out of the door.
Yunho almost sighed in relief until he heard: “I hope you enjoy the whore while he lasts. Who knows who he’ll be obsessing next!”
The taller man didn’t have to think twice before his fist landed onto the other’s thick cheek, and sending him spiraling to the floor. He heard a couple of screams from the customers and then, suddenly, the HyunBin’s friends were on him.
And then Yunho knew no more.
==
“Ouch, ouch, owww! Jaejoong, that hurts!”
“Oh stop it, you big baby! If you would just stop moving, it wouldn’t hurt so much.”
“But Joongie,” the taller man whined, using one of his cutesy nicknames to pull at the smaller’s heartstrings, “you’re being too rough!”
“Well you deserve it after what happened today,” the beautiful man said, glaring at the injured man as the dabbed more rubbing alcohol on to the rather large cut on the man’s cheek, causing him to hiss in pain. Both men were sitting across from each other on the bed of Yunho’s apartment. After getting home from jail that morning, the now unemployed Yunho just laid on the bed, too sore to move. He didn’t get much sleep before his boyfriend showed up with an angry look on his face, insisting on nursing his wounds.
None too gently he might add.
“Joongie,” Yunho’s swollen lip curled into a pout, hoping to soften the glare but ended up wincing instead as the cut on his lip begin to ache, “won’t you just kiss it? That’ll make it feel much better.”
But Jaejoong just rolled his eyes and continued to nurse his wounds, “Really? You really want to joke right, Yunho. Don’t you realize that you, not only did you get the crap beat out of you, but you got fired and had the cops called on you all in one day? How can you possibly be cracking jokes right now?!”
Yunho winced at the intensity of Jaejoong’s voice, almost making his ears ring. He knew that Jaejoong had every right to be angry at him right now. But still, he had every right to punch the asshole in his face for what he said about Jaejoong. Truthfully, Yunho didn’t give a crap about what the man said about him, but he couldn’t anyone saying anything negative about his boyfriend. He would gladly punch their lights out.
“You’re lucky your glasses didn’t cut your face when he hit you. Otherwise we would have an even bigger problem here.”
“Yea, looks like that’ll be the second pair of glasses I’m going to have to bought in the last five months.”
“Well, this time it was your own damn fault. Thank god, you can see fine without them or you'd be lost,” Jaejoong huffed before placing the alcohol and the wipes on the nightstand, “look, Yunho-yah, I understand why you would want to hit the bastard. I would too. But not at the expense of your job or your record…”
“I’m sorry, Jae,” the taller man stated calmly, not breaking eye contact, “I just couldn’t stand him talking about you like that. I just snapped okay? Just please don’t look at me like that, please Jae. I can’t stand it.”
Jaejoong turned away, trying to resist the man’s pleading eyes. But in the end, he always failed and he succumbed to the man’s undeniable charm once again and signed, “Fine, fine. I forgive you. Just stop it with those puppy-dog eyes. You look so pathetic.”
“Damn, Jung you are so pathetic.”
Remembering those words, Yunho’s mood began to darken. Jaejoong seemed to notice this and scudded closer to him, asking softly, “What’s wrong, Yunho? Does it hurt somewhere else?”
Yunho shook his head, running his long fingers through his hair. He didn’t want to let what HyunBin had said get to him. He knew the man was just trying to pick at a fight with him. So, he pulled at all of the strings could, hoping to entice the taller man. However, the chubby man had strategically pulled at the right strings…one that had been bothering Yunho since he and Jaejoong started going on.
He tried not to let it bother him, saying that it was all in his head. But since HyunBin had commented on it and unlocked those depressing thoughts to his attention, he just had to know if it was true.
“Jaejoong,” Yunho started, trying to think about how to ask this, “are you satisfied with who I am? Are you happy being with me?”
The smaller tilted his head in confusion, not understanding what Yunho was getting at, “Of course I am. Why would you think I wasn’t? Did that asshole say something to you?”
Yunho just pressed on, “I just-for those ten months, you were in love with me. But it wasn’t me at all. It was this unattainable, fictional me that he had created. And still, you loved this person so much. But that person…the one that HyunBin had created, wasn’t me-isn’t me. And I know I’m not some hot supermodel or this awesome athlete. I’m just some normal, dorky guy…”
Jaejoong didn’t say anything, willing to let Yunho finish his thoughts, “I guess I’m just afraid that you might, I don’t know, expecting for me to be that person. Don’t get me wrong, it’s not that I don’t believe you when you say that you like me. I’m just worried that eventually you will realize that I’m not anything that you imagined and be disappointed…I’m sorry. I must sound like such an idiot right now…”
The injured man looked down at the floor, avoiding Jaejoong’s stern gaze. Man, he must sound so stupid right now. But he just had to know. He had to know if the older man liked him for him, and wasn’t just unconsciously searching for the “fake” Yunho that HyunBin had made. He would hate to end up disappointing Jaejoong and himself, if he couldn’t meet those high expectations that HyunBin had unknowingly set when he made that profile.
The education student felt a hand under his chin, as his head was lifted up gently, his eyes finding the flawless face of his boyfriend once more, “Yunho, do you want to know why I fall in love with the “fake” you? The real reason?”
Yunho nodded, almost fearing the answer.
“It was because of HyunBin’s,” Yunho immediately flinched, “hold on, let me finish,” Jaejoong cooed, his hand never leaving Yunho’s chin, “it was because of HyunBin’s lies. It wasn’t because you were some underwear model or an athlete or that you traveled European cities every weeknd, okay? It was because I thought that you were, well, you.”
Yunho’s eyes widen as Jaejoong continued, “He was so nice to me. He would always tell me how beautiful I was and treated me kindly, like I was special. Whenever I had a hard day, he would listen to my ranting, and give me advice. And he didn’t care about my strange habits and weird personality and wasn’t afraid to tell me how much he loved me…but the thing was, all of that was a lie…”
The smaller man leaned in closer to his boyfriend, “HyunBin had only been saying and doing those things because he knew they were things that I WANTED to hear…but he never meant them. Not a one of them. But you, Yunho, you are everything I thought you were and more. You tell me how beautiful I am every day. You are always so kind to me and treat me like I am only person in your world. You listen to my complaining without a fuss and you love me for who I am. And you aren’t afraid to tell me that you like me…”
Jaejoong lightly placed a kiss of the taller man’s lip, smiling widely, “Yunho, you are all I ever imagined and more. Your kindness and honesty are all I could ever ask for. HyunBin may have started all of this, but in end, I am happy that it happened…because I got to meet the real Yunho. I got to meet the person who I would truly fall in love with. I love you, Jung Yunho. So, you couldn’t possibly disappoint me, Yunho. Never.”
Yunho paused for a few seconds before grinning widely, “You love me?”
Jaejoong chuckled, “Yes, I love you, you dork. Now don’t ruin the moment,” and then cutely placed a kiss on the tip of the man’s nose.
Yunho pulled the older man closer, pressing their foreheads together and inhaling deeply, “I love you, Jaejoongie. I love you so, so much,” and in a flash, his lips were on Jaejoong’s as they moved together in a familiar song and dance. Slow and passionate. Gentle and sincere.
Suddenly, Jaejoong found himself lying flat on his back on the soft sheets on Yunho’s bed, the taller man hovering over him, still kissing him breathlessly. Unconsciously, the smaller hooked his arms around other man’s neck, his legs wrapped around the man’s waist, as Yunho sunk him deeper into the mattress.
Yunho reluctantly pulled away, earning a disappointed moan from Jaejoong, and stared down at the flustered man below him. He looked into Jaejoong’s eyes, silently asking if it this was okay. If it was okay to continue. Jaejoong’s felt warmness in his chest at the amount of concern and love that his man showed for him. A man he had only met by chance; by a cruel joke.
The smaller man nodded, unable to find his voice. The taller man smiled widely before bending down and placing soft kisses along his chin and his neck, sucking the birthmark and then the juncture between his neck and shoulder, making Jaejoong close his eyes in pleasure. He felt a hand pull at the collar of his shirt, those lips seeking more excess the smooth skin underneath. The other hand moved its way slowly, cautiously down his chest to rest at the tops of his jeans, and then slipped inside.
Jaejoong gasped at the feel of the cool hand that grasped his hardness but it was silenced by the tall man slipping his tongue inside. The manager couldn’t help but squirm and whimper at as Yunho’s lips and hands attacked him relentlessly. Though, not willing to be outdone, Jaejoong moved one of his hands from Yunho’s broad shoulders, slipped inside of Yunho’s pants, matching the taller man’s own rhythm. He smirked in victory at seeing the look of pleasure on the man’s face.
“Oh god! Jaejoongie….”
“Yunnie…ah…”
They gripped each other tightly, moving to the same beat; their cries and moans increasing in intensity as they neared their completion. Their movements were stopped however, when Yunho gripped Jaejoong’s arm, stopping him, “Let’s save it, okay babe? Are you up for it?”
The beauty blushed deeply at what Yunho was implying, which he found rather strange and embarrassing. It’s not like he was a virgin by any means, and he knew Yunho wasn’t either, still, somehow, the younger man made him feel like one. Like he was completely new, innocent, and completely under his control.
He nodded again, “Yes. J-Just…just hurry…”
Yunho didn’t have to be told twice. If he wasn’t so caught up in the moment, Jaejoong would have laughed at how quickly both of them disposed of their clothes, ripping some of them along the way.
The pretty man didn’t even flinch as he felt a lubed finger enter him. First one. Then two. And then three. Scissoring, stretching him apart. Never once did Yunho’s eyes leave his own, their eyes never breaking contact, even when the taller man positioned himself at his entrance, and pushed forward.
While it took a long of willpower not to thrust into that glorious warmth, Yunho rested his forehead against Jaejoong’s, waiting patiently for him to adjust to the pain. After a few minutes, Jaejoong moaned out for him to move, and so he did. He began to move slowly at first until harsh fingernails raking down his back urged him to go faster, harder. Cries of love and beauty filled the room as they clutched each other desperately, finally releasing the tension that stuck between them since their meeting…
For what seemed like hours, they fall into sensual, spiritual moment of bliss. And only fall from that high when they finally reached their peak, and the taller man collapsed on top of his lover, breathing heavily. His body completely spent and moist with perspiration.
And after he gotten up and cleaned them off, he gazed down at the beautiful, perfect man below him. He began running his fingers through the man’s black mane and caressing the bangs out his face. Yunho rolled over on to his bed, placing Jaejoong to rest halfway on top of him. Jaejoong smiled contently and rested his head against Yunho’s chest. The ED student placed a kiss on the other man’s forehead, pulling him closer.
“So no disappointment?” Yunho asked, jokingly.
Jaejoong slapped him on the chest and laughed, “No, silly. Not at all.”
Yunho hummed contently and stared at the ceiling. Feeling Jaejoong snuggle up next time only made his heart soar even more. And at the moment, he realized that how grateful he was. How grateful to have been able to have meet this incredible man. He realized that, at that moment, it didn’t matter how they had met and didn’t matter how they started, all that matter was the now.
Now, they would be able to start something new.
And to think, it was all because of a stupid prank.
“I love you, Joongie.”
Fate could be unforgiving and cruel sometimes…
But in the end it brought them together…and in the end…
“I love you too, Yunnie.”
They were always meant to be…
And the love that was born from lies…it will never die.
END
Part II<====
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So that's the end :) So overall, did you love it? Hate it? :33 Think the smut at the end was horribly written? Sorry~ my first smut that I was confident enough to post and didn't completely delete because I was so embarrassed about how horrible it was D:
The smut wasn't actually planned, it just kind of happened lol. It was going to end after Yunho admitting that he did have some worries about their relationship and Jae comforting him. Oh and I hope the reason why Yunho was concerned after the fight with HyunBin is clear and understandable. He was thinking that Jaejoong might be unintentionally seeing as the "fake" Yunho and expecting him to be a different person. But in the end, HyunBin's lies had been pretty accurate, in that, Yunho was the kind of guy Jae would fall in love with, thus YJ was meant to be all along :33 Yay!
Anyway, thank you to all of the readers who kept up with story! I really appreciate everyone sticking with me this is last week ^^ Thank you~ *HUGS*
I hope I can write more YJ soon~ For right now, I will be focusing on the Minjae/Jaemin fic The Roommate (which will have some YJ in it later, so if you like both, I hope you might check it out ^^) and I also plan on writing a YJ chaptered fic at the same time as the JM one. It will have a little JM in it too, I think. And maybe some oneshots here and there too :)) but we'll see.
Again, thanks for reading everybody! ^_____^
Pairing: YunJae
Beta kot_kendra
Word Count: 6,821 words
Rating: R
Length: Triple shot
Genre: Romance; fluff; angst; general
Summary:
Yunho has been in an online relationship with another man for the past ten months. The weird thing is, he didn’t even know about it. But now that he does, he finds that even the most awkward of situations can eventually lead to love.
AN: the last part of LBFL ^^ Hope everyone enjoyed it! Esp the last scene x33
ANII: IMPORTANT! There is small amount of smut at the end. Really badly written tho. You have been warned lol
PART III: FINALE
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From: bornfreeonekiss
To: uknow_yunho
*sigh* Relationships have always been tough for me I guess. No matter who I met, it was always the same thing. We’d date for a while and then suddenly, it would be over. Like when you have a song that you loved when it first came out. Something that was new and catchy, but after listening to it too many times, you start to become bored, disinterested. And for the longest time, I always thought it was because of me…I guess I’m just boring guy.
That’s why I was so happy when you thought I was interesting. And why I’m so happy that you’re still here…talking to me.
From: bornfreeonekiss
To: uknow_yunho
Haha you know, at first, I was really embarrassed when I made that dating profile ;^^ To me, it was an act of desperation that I wasn’t too proud of. But now, I’m glad I did it. Because I was able to meet you.
From: bornfreeonekiss
To: uknow-yunho
So that’s it? Just like that?! It’s over…*sigh* I should’ve known. When you said that your love for me burns hotter than that of a thousand stars…well, I guess, even stars burn out eventually…
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Kim Jaejoong stared at the screen sadly, slowly diving into those painful memories. Suddenly, he heard a familiar ringtone go off, signaling that he had a text message. A text message fro him
The smaller man pulled out his phone, giggly softly as he read words. After he was finished, he nodded confidently and sat up, preparing to leave; but not before pressing the delete button, erasing those painful messages from eyes completely, and snapping the laptop closed.
Time to move on and start something. Something real.
And with that, he walked out of his apartment, smiling beautifully.
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Jung Yunho sighed contently, feeling the cool breeze against his face and the smell of rain in air as he walked a lot the slightly dump sidewalk. It was pretty chilling that night, even for spring, and the temperature only continued to drop as the sun began to set and the rumble of angry clouds slowly marched in.
Still, Yunho couldn’t complain. Instead, he smiled brightly as he felt the soft body next him unconsciously shift closer to snuggle into his warmth, their hands just inches away, their shoulders lightly brushing against one another. He turned to see the lovely face of his companion, who looked up at him and flashed those pearly white teeth at him. The taller man’s legs almost instantly turned to jelly at the mere sight of that smile, and he had correct himself before he found himself face first into the concrete below.
Because that was what this man did to him. This man named Kim Jaejoong.
And he couldn’t describe it in words how happy he was to have this man by his side at this moment.
It had been five months since he had his lights punched out by Yoochun at the restaurant. Four and a half months since met Jaejoong, in the most awkward situation imaginable. And exactly four months since they both had decided to just start over. To act like that cruel trick played HyunBin, Yunho’s ex-roommate, never happened.
Like they had just met. Like two complete strangers…
Since then, they had both kept their word. After the first couple of weeks, they would call or text each other every now and then. A casual invitation to coffee or lunch was the most common. There, they would talk about themselves. Getting to know each other’s lives, mesmerizing each other’s expressions and mannerisms to the point where neither of them had to say much in order to understand one another.
During this time, the intensity of Yunho’s affections only grew and prospered. He found that he loved the way Jaejoong moved and the way his hands would try to cover his mouth in embarrassment when he laughed. Loved the way he would lick his lips when he was nervous, and how it would always stop Yunho in his tracks so he could stare at adorable, pink tongue. He loved the way he was so passionate about music and loved how the man kept five different I-pods just for that reason. Most of all, he loved his kindness and honesty, and how he could trust Jaejoong with his deepest secrets and his nastiest habits, and yet, could still see the man smile at him so purely, so sweetly.
In general, he loved everything about the man.
Over time, those invitations slowly changed into dinner “dates” (though they weren’t officially going out, much to their friends’ annoyance) and concerts, where they spend the whole time just basking in each other company. Not long after that, Jaejoong had started inviting him over for game night with his friends. One of them, of course, being Yoochun. The other two, Changmin, who always had food in his mouth, and Junsu, Yoochun's bouncy and playful boyfriend, were very weary of him at first, and he had walked on egg shells with them for the first two hours. But after those two hours passed, they eventually warmed up to him, and welcomed him with open arms.
Knowing that he was now accepted in Jaejoong’s protective circle of friends, made Yunho even more hopeful for the future, and he found himself becoming even closer to his friends as much as he was with Jaejoong.
The taller man found he just couldn’t stop his feelings for the other man from growing. He couldn’t deny that he had hoped the beautiful manager would return his feelings. But he understood that he needed to go slow. He knew that Jaejoong wasn’t reading to just jump into another relationship this fast.
So Yunho waited patiently. Content with just being Jaejoong’s friend; just being a part of this man’s life. Though, it had been in the last few weeks that he had begun to notice the smaller man returning his affections. For there were times where he would catch the older man staring at him, but when their eyes would meet, he would smile and look down shyly. There were also times when they would sit next together on the couch during game night, their legs and hands almost touching, neither of them pulling away.
And of course, there was always that blush that would form on Jaejoong’s cheeks whenever Yunho even showed a hint of affection. His smile grew wider as he remembered how strongly Jaejoong had blushed whenever Yunho had placed his coat over the smaller man’s shoulders as they walked out of the restaurant.
He almost lost control right then and there.
“Yunho,” the smaller man questioned, pulling Yunho out of his thoughts and back into reality, “what are you thinking about?”
Yunho gazed down at those lovely doe eyes and said the first thing that came into his mind, “Nothing. Just thinking about how beautiful you look is all.”
When that familiar blush returned to Jaejoong’s cheek, Yunho could have sworn his heart literally skipped a beat.
“You’re so cheesy,” Jaejoong laughed, bringing his hands up to hide his blushing face, “but seriously, what are you thinking about?”
Yunho was tempted to repeat his answer, since it was true, he HAD been thinking about how amazingly wonderful and beautiful he was. But instead, he opted for a question instead.
“Jaejoong, can I ask you something?”
The smaller man, his face held a hint of concern.
“Why did you make that profile? What made you decide to start online dating?”
When Jaejoong looked at him with a slightly confused look, Yunho continued: “You just don’t seem like the type that would have one. I mean, you’re gorgeous and friendly, I just can’t imagine you would have a hard time talking with people. So I was just curious…”
That question had always been on his mind since he met Jaejoong. No, it had exactly been there since he first saw Jaejoong’s photo in one of the many emails he had sent over those ten months. Yunho wasn’t blind to the amount of stares the man received when he was with him. So, he couldn’t understand how such a good-looking guy like Jaejoong would have trouble finding someone, who wanted him just as he wanted them.
He was starting to get nervous, thinking he had somehow offended Jaejoong with that question. However, he was relieved when Jaejoong chuckled and stated: “First of all, I’m not that good-looking. Second, I guess I just wanted to try something new that’s all.”
The slender manager sighed and looked straight ahead, deep in thought, “Remember when we were talking about past relationships? You said that were in a few but they never got too far, and I told you that I had a couple of relationships that didn’t turn out so well?”
Yunho nodded. He remembered that conversation well. They had suddenly been on the topic of ex’s one night. The taller man had admitted that he had only one serious relationship but it had never lasted more than a couple of months. Jaejoong, who was surprisingly open about his past relationships, stated that he had at three serious relationships, but he didn’t really go into detail as to how or why they had ended.
And Yunho didn’t want to push or pry.
“Well, those relationships always seemed to end the same way. Just when I thought everything was going fine, the person would suddenly come out of the blue and say that they wanted out. Each time the person would make some excuse as why we weren’t going in the right direction and that they needed a break. Of course, the break would always mean that they found someone better…I started that profile after my last relationship ended. Though, this guy didn’t at least have the balls to tell me that it was over…I just figured it was over when I found him sleeping with someone else…”
Jaejoong’s usually gentle features twisted in pain and betrayal, while Yunho’s insides screamed out in anger at how poorly his crush had been treated. Jaejoong deserved more than that, more than those assholes who only seemed to want to use him for his body and then throw him away the second they got bored.
“I guess I, I wanted to make that profile because I figured that if all else had failed, than maybe this method might work. You hear so many stories about how people can find their soulmates online, and I thought that maybe, I could find someone like that, someone who wasn’t just interested in sex. That’s why I was so happy when I got your-I mean, his-email. I thought I had finally found someone who was just for me. And I wanted something more…”
The smaller man’s eyes lowered to stare at the sidewalk, salty tears filling the corners of his eyes.
“But in the end, it just turned out the same. All just one big, fat lie. Maybe I’m just not fit to have a happy, long-lasting relationship…”
Jaejoong jolted out his thoughts when he felt smooth knuckles caress his cheek and he looked up to meet the eyes of his handsome companion, who peered down at him with gentle eyes.
“I’m sorry, Jaejoong. I didn’t mean to bring it up and hurt you. I probably ruined your night because of that,” Yunho said, silently kicking himself for upsetting the man he loved, “but please don’t think that about yourself. You deserve that and so much more. Those idiots screwed up and missed out something on so beautiful. It was never YOU, okay? Don’t ever think that you’re not worthy of being loved…”
The glasses-wearing student wanted so badly to take Jaejoong in his arms at that very moment. To run his hands through the man’s silky hair and kiss away his pain. But he held himself back. Even though they had become so much more comfortable with each other in the past couple of months, Yunho still didn’t know where he stood with Jaejoong; where they BOTH stood in their unusual and strange relationship. And he didn’t want things to go back to things being awkward between them; which is why he had to make sure he didn’t trespass on any boundaries that Jaejoong didn’t want him to cross.
Jaejoong’s large teary eyes closed briefly, trying to prevent the traitorous drops from falling. Suddenly he smiled up at Yunho, his sadness forgotten as he stared into the man’s honest, almond shaped eyes. He was always amazed how this intelligent, handsome man could make him feel so special, so loved, with just a few simple words. It was something that no one else had been able to do.
“Thank you, Yunho,” the smaller man said slowly, “I don’t really get why you’re always so nice to me.”
Yunho continued to rub that smooth cheek with the back of his hand, “Because you deserve it. And because I really like you, and I like being sweet on you.”
Jaejoong giggled and shifted closer to the taller man, curling into his side, “But you know, it was still my own fault in believing him. I should have been more suspicious. Especially when he lied about his phone number the first few months, and refused to meet me even after we started dating.”
Yunho still had to disagree. Jaejoong was probably so caught up in the moment. After having such difficult relationships for the past five years, it would make sense that he might have been weak against HyunBin’s manipulations and lies. The smaller man probably thought he had finally found the perfect guy, and he didn’t want to lose it, so he was willing to just let his suspicions go.
“Not to mention the whole underwear model thing. It was extremely absurd. I’m sure all of those pictures were just photo-shopped to get my attention,” the beautiful man said, playfully ignoring the expression that shot across the handsome student’s face.
The taller man was about to say something to comfort the shorter man, until he stopped for a second, suddenly realizing that it was HIS picture that Jaejoong had been tricked with. He would have felt slightly offended if he hadn’t noticed the playful smirk and amused eyes of the other man.
He had discovered not long after he met Jaejoong, that the music store manager was the type to tease the people he liked, to which Yunho felt honored to be in ‘the people that Jaejoong likes’ category. And he liked that about the smaller man because he himself was also someone who liked to tease those he loves.
“Hey now, I’ll have you know that those pictures were real,” the taller man said back a light, teasing tone, “and I do seem to recall you being rather impressed with my body a couple of weeks ago at Yoochun’s party. I believe you said I was “hot” and “sexy” in my underwear and that you wished I had passed out drunk before we could finish the game?”
Jaejoong’s head snapped back at him, turning red in embarrassment. That night, all five of them had decided, in all of their tipsiness, to play strip poker, and Yunho, who was the definition of unluckiness, ending up almost completely naked. Jaejoong suddenly felt rather hot remembering that incident.
There was no doubt that the slightly nerdy man was gorgeous, and would have been a great model.
Still, what he had said about Yunho’s body had been said in confidence. To Yoochun specifically.
“Who told you that?”
“Yoochun,” Yunho laughed, his arms folded, with an all-knowing expression on his face, “he said he thought my virtue was in danger so he wanted to warn me in case you decided to jump me.”
Damn him, Jaejoong thought, covering his reddening face. Forget how mean Changmin could be, his best friend was evil incarnated. He would definitely get him back for this. His death will be slow and painful.
(Somewhere in the city, Yoochun randomly sneezes).
Yunho chuckled loudly before reaching up and gently pulled Jaejoong’s hands away from his face and leaned in closer. The smaller man shyly looked up at him, “It’s okay. No need to be shy. You’re welcome to steal my virtue anytime.”
Being this close to Jaejoong was almost unbearable, and almost unconsciously, Yunho bent forward, searching for those tempting lips that had been enticing him all night. But his action was cut short when felt something wet at the end of his nose. Another fell on his cheek and then his head.
The two men looked up to the sky, as the rain sprinkled around them, and steadiness falling faster with each passing second. They snapped back to look at each other, realizing that they both hadn't thought of bringing their umbrellas, and spontaneously yelled, “Shit!”
In an instant, they grasped each other’s hand and sprinted down the street. The rain now poured heavily, sucking them to the bone, but they continued to run beside each other, laughing and yelling, they couldn’t tell which. A few feet ahead, they finally found refuge under an extended roof.
Breathing heavily, Yunho placed his left hand against the brick wall to steady himself, reaching into his pocket and pulled a slightly damp rug to wipe his water logged glasses. After he did so and cleared his vision he was in awe at the sight before him.
Jaejoong was leaning against the wall in front of him, Yunho’s hand just beside his head, their faces just inches away. His clothes were soaked and were plastered to his body like an extra skin. And the beautiful man’s wet hair was fall against his face, his skin shining from the dampness of the rain. He looked so sexy; so ethereal.
As they gazed at each other, completely immersed in the moment, the taller man realized that he just couldn’t resist anymore. Slowly, he bent down, his right hand tentatively holding the side of Jaejoong’s waist, squeezing gently. He then pulled the smaller man towards him and in an instant, their lips met.
Yunho felt Jaejoong tense at his lips pressed against his, lightly sucking at the water droplets that slid down Jaejoong’s hair onto those pouty lips. He waited desperately for what seemed like hours, hoping that he didn’t just destroy four months of courting by this simple, innocent kiss. When the smaller man didn’t respond, his heart broke and he began to pull away.
Suddenly, he felt around wrapped around his neck and a hungry mouth against his. He then wrapped his arms completely around Jaejoong’s waist and pushed himself deeper into the wall behind him. When Jaejoong gasped in surprise, Yunho took a chance to slip his tongue inside. Finally tasting the beautiful man, and finding that he even more delicious than he could ever have imagined.
Their tongues battled for dominance for few seconds, before Jaejoong succumbed to Yunho’s pressure. However, he continued to hold a solid hold on the taller man’s back, gripping the damp leather with his fingers and pulling the man even closer, deeper in his mouth.
The moment was then suddenly broken by the loud rumbling of the thunder, followed closely by crackling of lightning. The two men pulled apart, once again panting from the lack of air in their lungs, “Jaejoong,” the taller man breathed out.
The beauty looked up at him, waiting, anticipating.
“Will you, will you go out with me? Will you be my boyfriend?” Yunho asked, his eyes begging, pleading with the man before him.
Jaejoong just stared back at him, his doe eyes widening, his body uncharacteristically still, “Yunho…”
Realizing his forwardness, Yunho winced inwardly and rested his head on Jaejoong’s shoulder. He still held onto the man’s waist tightly, making sure that the man didn’t try to push him away or flee, “God, I’m-I’m so sorry, Jae. This-This isn’t how I imagined asking you. But I, I couldn’t help myself, seeing you like this. I just want you to know that you don’t have to say anything. Like I said before, I’m willing to wait until you feel comfortable. I don’t want you to feel like I’m pushing you. God, that’s the last thing I want to do. Damn, Jae, I’m so sorry, I-.”
A delicate finger was suddenly placed against his lips, stopping Yunho in mid-apology. He glanced at Jaejoong’s face, expecting an angry, hurt expression, but instead, that lovely, pale face held a stunning smile as he looked at Yunho dreamily, his eyes sparkling with love.
“I love too, Yunho,” Jaejoong half laughed, half choke a sob as he spoke, “And you didn’t even have to ask. The answer was 'yes' a long time ago.”
And with that, Yunho was pulled into another deeper kiss, his body once again melting into Jaejoong’s own, his hands still gripping the man’s small waist possessively.
They stayed like for what seemed like hours, ignoring the way the rain and wind slammed angrily against the roof or the way the lightning flashed dangerously close. They were too completely caught up in each other; because now they could finally move on.
They could finally move another step forward. Together.
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Ever since that rainy night, Yunho had been in almost dreamlike state, in a complete trance. Even at having work 30+ hours in the last three days, did not rid him of the smile that had been permanently etched on his face since then. He couldn’t remember much after the rain had stopped, and they had both walked hand-in-hand to Yoochun’s apartment, where they announced their three friends (or should say Jaejoong announced, since he hadn’t been able to utter a complete, comprehensible sentence) that they were now official dating.
He didn’t have the heart to act annoyed as all three men gave them disinterested looks, promptly followed by the phrases:
“Took you guys long enough. I swear I aged 20 years waiting for you two.” Yoochun.
“What do you want us to do? Break out open a bottle of champagne and celebrate this glorious occasion? Damn you guys are so pathetically slow.” Changmin.
“Great, hyungs, that’s great. Now, move your asses out of the way! You’re blocking the TV.” Junsu.
But he did enjoy the way that Jaejoong had pouted at their words. Because he could think about how soft and plumb those lips were against his and how amazing Jaejoong had tasted. Yunho shook his head, trying to rid himself of those arousing thoughts, before he headed embarrassing himself from his customers.
‘Yes, I’m sure they would love to see you trying to hide your hard-on as they ate their love,’ Yunho thought humorlessly.
He just couldn’t resist. Jaejoong was officially his boyfriend. His beautiful, amazing, feisty, clever, and adorable boyfriend. So sue him if he wanted to bring out in dance and do backflips the middle of restaurant. After all of the crap they had went through and the awkwardness at the beginning was finally over. And Yunho couldn’t have been happier.
But his happiness was short-lived, when a familiar figure walked in the restaurant.
“Welcome to-HyunBin?” Yunho glared at the chubby, blond man who about the same height as he was.
“Oh look who it is. It’s my old roomie,” HyunBin said, directing his attention towards his group of friends behind him, “that was before he kicked me out and left me to sleep on the sidewalk.”
Yunho could feel the vein in his head pulsing from the mere sound of this man’s voice. He could barely stand him as a roommate but knowing what he put Jaejoong and him through only made him angrier, his vision almost tinted red.
But he held himself back. This was not the place to deck this man. He couldn’t afford to lose this job. So he sucked in a breath and tried to speak rationally, “What are you doing here, HyunBin? This isn’t your kind of place.”
It was true. The restaurant was more formal, and the man before stood in only a black and white hoodie and baggy sweats. He couldn’t let him anyway. Yunho sighed in relief and began to usher the group out, hoping that they would go quietly.
But of course, HyunBin, the asshole, wouldn’t go easily.
“I heard you hooked with him,” the overweight blond snapped randomly, stopping Yunho in mid-step, “that fag at the music store. The one I was emailing. You’re fucking him aren’t you?”
Any hopes of being civil with this man went out the window as Yunho grabbed the man’s forearm, the man’s skin already forming a bruise.
“So what? What does it matter to you? After how you treated him, how you lied to him using MY name, why do you care about what he does?” Yunho snapped, feeling extremely defensive, wondering the hell this man would care about whether he and Jaejoong were together or not.
“I don’t!” the man pulled his arm away, still smirking cruelly, “I just thought it was hilarious how you so easily jumped at the chance to get with him. Couldn’t get some ass yourself, so you have to go after my leftovers just get some? How sad.”
The blond and his friends laughed loudly, making the whole restaurant stop eating, turning to stare at the intruding group of men.
Yunho’s blood boiled, his fists clenching so tightly, almost drawing blood from his sharpness of his fingernails. He spoke slowly, his voice dangerously low, deadly: “What the hell are you talking about? You and Jaejoong were NEVER together. You used MY email address and MY pictures in order to hurt him, and I swear if you say one more word, I’ll make you leave. By force.”
“Yea so what if it was your email address or pictures, he was still talking to ME. He was obsessed with ME. Do you know how many times he told me how he loved me? Did he tell you how much he wanted me, wanted to be with me?” HyunBin taunted, “not that I would want that. I mean, he’s a hot and all, but don’t do guys and all.”
The chubby man then stared directly into Yunho’s now blazing eyes and laughed, “The guy may like your face, but he fall in love with the PERSON I CREATED! Are you sure that he’s not just going out with because he thinks you’re me? I’m sure he’s going to be quite disappointed when he finds out that you’re not some hotshot model? Hahaha!” the man’s cruel words continued to chip away at Yunho’s defenses, “damn, Jung you are so pathetic.”
Yunho almost completely snapped right then, and grabbed onto HyunBin’s collar, his brown eyes burning into the man’s ugly face, “You better leave right now. I won’t ask you again.”
“Fine. Fine,” the man said, lifting up his hands in a sign of surrender and he muttered a couple of words to his friends, turning to walk out of the door.
Yunho almost sighed in relief until he heard: “I hope you enjoy the whore while he lasts. Who knows who he’ll be obsessing next!”
The taller man didn’t have to think twice before his fist landed onto the other’s thick cheek, and sending him spiraling to the floor. He heard a couple of screams from the customers and then, suddenly, the HyunBin’s friends were on him.
And then Yunho knew no more.
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“Ouch, ouch, owww! Jaejoong, that hurts!”
“Oh stop it, you big baby! If you would just stop moving, it wouldn’t hurt so much.”
“But Joongie,” the taller man whined, using one of his cutesy nicknames to pull at the smaller’s heartstrings, “you’re being too rough!”
“Well you deserve it after what happened today,” the beautiful man said, glaring at the injured man as the dabbed more rubbing alcohol on to the rather large cut on the man’s cheek, causing him to hiss in pain. Both men were sitting across from each other on the bed of Yunho’s apartment. After getting home from jail that morning, the now unemployed Yunho just laid on the bed, too sore to move. He didn’t get much sleep before his boyfriend showed up with an angry look on his face, insisting on nursing his wounds.
None too gently he might add.
“Joongie,” Yunho’s swollen lip curled into a pout, hoping to soften the glare but ended up wincing instead as the cut on his lip begin to ache, “won’t you just kiss it? That’ll make it feel much better.”
But Jaejoong just rolled his eyes and continued to nurse his wounds, “Really? You really want to joke right, Yunho. Don’t you realize that you, not only did you get the crap beat out of you, but you got fired and had the cops called on you all in one day? How can you possibly be cracking jokes right now?!”
Yunho winced at the intensity of Jaejoong’s voice, almost making his ears ring. He knew that Jaejoong had every right to be angry at him right now. But still, he had every right to punch the asshole in his face for what he said about Jaejoong. Truthfully, Yunho didn’t give a crap about what the man said about him, but he couldn’t anyone saying anything negative about his boyfriend. He would gladly punch their lights out.
“You’re lucky your glasses didn’t cut your face when he hit you. Otherwise we would have an even bigger problem here.”
“Yea, looks like that’ll be the second pair of glasses I’m going to have to bought in the last five months.”
“Well, this time it was your own damn fault. Thank god, you can see fine without them or you'd be lost,” Jaejoong huffed before placing the alcohol and the wipes on the nightstand, “look, Yunho-yah, I understand why you would want to hit the bastard. I would too. But not at the expense of your job or your record…”
“I’m sorry, Jae,” the taller man stated calmly, not breaking eye contact, “I just couldn’t stand him talking about you like that. I just snapped okay? Just please don’t look at me like that, please Jae. I can’t stand it.”
Jaejoong turned away, trying to resist the man’s pleading eyes. But in the end, he always failed and he succumbed to the man’s undeniable charm once again and signed, “Fine, fine. I forgive you. Just stop it with those puppy-dog eyes. You look so pathetic.”
“Damn, Jung you are so pathetic.”
Remembering those words, Yunho’s mood began to darken. Jaejoong seemed to notice this and scudded closer to him, asking softly, “What’s wrong, Yunho? Does it hurt somewhere else?”
Yunho shook his head, running his long fingers through his hair. He didn’t want to let what HyunBin had said get to him. He knew the man was just trying to pick at a fight with him. So, he pulled at all of the strings could, hoping to entice the taller man. However, the chubby man had strategically pulled at the right strings…one that had been bothering Yunho since he and Jaejoong started going on.
He tried not to let it bother him, saying that it was all in his head. But since HyunBin had commented on it and unlocked those depressing thoughts to his attention, he just had to know if it was true.
“Jaejoong,” Yunho started, trying to think about how to ask this, “are you satisfied with who I am? Are you happy being with me?”
The smaller tilted his head in confusion, not understanding what Yunho was getting at, “Of course I am. Why would you think I wasn’t? Did that asshole say something to you?”
Yunho just pressed on, “I just-for those ten months, you were in love with me. But it wasn’t me at all. It was this unattainable, fictional me that he had created. And still, you loved this person so much. But that person…the one that HyunBin had created, wasn’t me-isn’t me. And I know I’m not some hot supermodel or this awesome athlete. I’m just some normal, dorky guy…”
Jaejoong didn’t say anything, willing to let Yunho finish his thoughts, “I guess I’m just afraid that you might, I don’t know, expecting for me to be that person. Don’t get me wrong, it’s not that I don’t believe you when you say that you like me. I’m just worried that eventually you will realize that I’m not anything that you imagined and be disappointed…I’m sorry. I must sound like such an idiot right now…”
The injured man looked down at the floor, avoiding Jaejoong’s stern gaze. Man, he must sound so stupid right now. But he just had to know. He had to know if the older man liked him for him, and wasn’t just unconsciously searching for the “fake” Yunho that HyunBin had made. He would hate to end up disappointing Jaejoong and himself, if he couldn’t meet those high expectations that HyunBin had unknowingly set when he made that profile.
The education student felt a hand under his chin, as his head was lifted up gently, his eyes finding the flawless face of his boyfriend once more, “Yunho, do you want to know why I fall in love with the “fake” you? The real reason?”
Yunho nodded, almost fearing the answer.
“It was because of HyunBin’s,” Yunho immediately flinched, “hold on, let me finish,” Jaejoong cooed, his hand never leaving Yunho’s chin, “it was because of HyunBin’s lies. It wasn’t because you were some underwear model or an athlete or that you traveled European cities every weeknd, okay? It was because I thought that you were, well, you.”
Yunho’s eyes widen as Jaejoong continued, “He was so nice to me. He would always tell me how beautiful I was and treated me kindly, like I was special. Whenever I had a hard day, he would listen to my ranting, and give me advice. And he didn’t care about my strange habits and weird personality and wasn’t afraid to tell me how much he loved me…but the thing was, all of that was a lie…”
The smaller man leaned in closer to his boyfriend, “HyunBin had only been saying and doing those things because he knew they were things that I WANTED to hear…but he never meant them. Not a one of them. But you, Yunho, you are everything I thought you were and more. You tell me how beautiful I am every day. You are always so kind to me and treat me like I am only person in your world. You listen to my complaining without a fuss and you love me for who I am. And you aren’t afraid to tell me that you like me…”
Jaejoong lightly placed a kiss of the taller man’s lip, smiling widely, “Yunho, you are all I ever imagined and more. Your kindness and honesty are all I could ever ask for. HyunBin may have started all of this, but in end, I am happy that it happened…because I got to meet the real Yunho. I got to meet the person who I would truly fall in love with. I love you, Jung Yunho. So, you couldn’t possibly disappoint me, Yunho. Never.”
Yunho paused for a few seconds before grinning widely, “You love me?”
Jaejoong chuckled, “Yes, I love you, you dork. Now don’t ruin the moment,” and then cutely placed a kiss on the tip of the man’s nose.
Yunho pulled the older man closer, pressing their foreheads together and inhaling deeply, “I love you, Jaejoongie. I love you so, so much,” and in a flash, his lips were on Jaejoong’s as they moved together in a familiar song and dance. Slow and passionate. Gentle and sincere.
Suddenly, Jaejoong found himself lying flat on his back on the soft sheets on Yunho’s bed, the taller man hovering over him, still kissing him breathlessly. Unconsciously, the smaller hooked his arms around other man’s neck, his legs wrapped around the man’s waist, as Yunho sunk him deeper into the mattress.
Yunho reluctantly pulled away, earning a disappointed moan from Jaejoong, and stared down at the flustered man below him. He looked into Jaejoong’s eyes, silently asking if it this was okay. If it was okay to continue. Jaejoong’s felt warmness in his chest at the amount of concern and love that his man showed for him. A man he had only met by chance; by a cruel joke.
The smaller man nodded, unable to find his voice. The taller man smiled widely before bending down and placing soft kisses along his chin and his neck, sucking the birthmark and then the juncture between his neck and shoulder, making Jaejoong close his eyes in pleasure. He felt a hand pull at the collar of his shirt, those lips seeking more excess the smooth skin underneath. The other hand moved its way slowly, cautiously down his chest to rest at the tops of his jeans, and then slipped inside.
Jaejoong gasped at the feel of the cool hand that grasped his hardness but it was silenced by the tall man slipping his tongue inside. The manager couldn’t help but squirm and whimper at as Yunho’s lips and hands attacked him relentlessly. Though, not willing to be outdone, Jaejoong moved one of his hands from Yunho’s broad shoulders, slipped inside of Yunho’s pants, matching the taller man’s own rhythm. He smirked in victory at seeing the look of pleasure on the man’s face.
“Oh god! Jaejoongie….”
“Yunnie…ah…”
They gripped each other tightly, moving to the same beat; their cries and moans increasing in intensity as they neared their completion. Their movements were stopped however, when Yunho gripped Jaejoong’s arm, stopping him, “Let’s save it, okay babe? Are you up for it?”
The beauty blushed deeply at what Yunho was implying, which he found rather strange and embarrassing. It’s not like he was a virgin by any means, and he knew Yunho wasn’t either, still, somehow, the younger man made him feel like one. Like he was completely new, innocent, and completely under his control.
He nodded again, “Yes. J-Just…just hurry…”
Yunho didn’t have to be told twice. If he wasn’t so caught up in the moment, Jaejoong would have laughed at how quickly both of them disposed of their clothes, ripping some of them along the way.
The pretty man didn’t even flinch as he felt a lubed finger enter him. First one. Then two. And then three. Scissoring, stretching him apart. Never once did Yunho’s eyes leave his own, their eyes never breaking contact, even when the taller man positioned himself at his entrance, and pushed forward.
While it took a long of willpower not to thrust into that glorious warmth, Yunho rested his forehead against Jaejoong’s, waiting patiently for him to adjust to the pain. After a few minutes, Jaejoong moaned out for him to move, and so he did. He began to move slowly at first until harsh fingernails raking down his back urged him to go faster, harder. Cries of love and beauty filled the room as they clutched each other desperately, finally releasing the tension that stuck between them since their meeting…
For what seemed like hours, they fall into sensual, spiritual moment of bliss. And only fall from that high when they finally reached their peak, and the taller man collapsed on top of his lover, breathing heavily. His body completely spent and moist with perspiration.
And after he gotten up and cleaned them off, he gazed down at the beautiful, perfect man below him. He began running his fingers through the man’s black mane and caressing the bangs out his face. Yunho rolled over on to his bed, placing Jaejoong to rest halfway on top of him. Jaejoong smiled contently and rested his head against Yunho’s chest. The ED student placed a kiss on the other man’s forehead, pulling him closer.
“So no disappointment?” Yunho asked, jokingly.
Jaejoong slapped him on the chest and laughed, “No, silly. Not at all.”
Yunho hummed contently and stared at the ceiling. Feeling Jaejoong snuggle up next time only made his heart soar even more. And at the moment, he realized that how grateful he was. How grateful to have been able to have meet this incredible man. He realized that, at that moment, it didn’t matter how they had met and didn’t matter how they started, all that matter was the now.
Now, they would be able to start something new.
And to think, it was all because of a stupid prank.
“I love you, Joongie.”
Fate could be unforgiving and cruel sometimes…
But in the end it brought them together…and in the end…
“I love you too, Yunnie.”
They were always meant to be…
And the love that was born from lies…it will never die.
END
Part II<====
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So that's the end :) So overall, did you love it? Hate it? :33 Think the smut at the end was horribly written? Sorry~ my first smut that I was confident enough to post and didn't completely delete because I was so embarrassed about how horrible it was D:
The smut wasn't actually planned, it just kind of happened lol. It was going to end after Yunho admitting that he did have some worries about their relationship and Jae comforting him. Oh and I hope the reason why Yunho was concerned after the fight with HyunBin is clear and understandable. He was thinking that Jaejoong might be unintentionally seeing as the "fake" Yunho and expecting him to be a different person. But in the end, HyunBin's lies had been pretty accurate, in that, Yunho was the kind of guy Jae would fall in love with, thus YJ was meant to be all along :33 Yay!
Anyway, thank you to all of the readers who kept up with story! I really appreciate everyone sticking with me this is last week ^^ Thank you~ *HUGS*
I hope I can write more YJ soon~ For right now, I will be focusing on the Minjae/Jaemin fic The Roommate (which will have some YJ in it later, so if you like both, I hope you might check it out ^^) and I also plan on writing a YJ chaptered fic at the same time as the JM one. It will have a little JM in it too, I think. And maybe some oneshots here and there too :)) but we'll see.
Again, thanks for reading everybody! ^_____^