Two Different Tears
Title:Two Different Tears
Length: oneshot
Pairing: Yunjae
Rating: PG-13
Genre: romance, angst
Disclaimer: I only own the plot, no matter how I wish I could claim Yunjae
Warning: unbeta-ed and unedited
Summary: If a tear falls from right eye, that means happiness; if it's from left eye, it means sadness. what does it mean if tears roll down from your both eyes?
I heard a myth from people, if a tear falls from right eye, that means happiness; if it’s from left eye, it means pain and sadness.
I have been with you for quite a long time. We have shared countless laughters and tears, we have shared the joy and sadness.
I still remember when we knew our first single had sold 169,532 copies. You were hugging me so tightly that you nearly squeezed the life out from me. A single tear came out from your right eye. I knew you were in a huge joy, our hard times were finally paid. The time when you should take three different jobs to pay the training fees seemed worth it.
I still remember the time when I released you from the police station after being arrested due to driving under influence. A first tear escaped from your left eye, followed by another tears from both eyes. You didn’t say anything, neither did I. We were in a complete silence in our way to the dorm. But I could say that you were in a great disappointment to yourself. And I knew when you said that you regretted what you had done and promised you wouldn’t do it again, you said it genuinely from your whole heart.
Now we have been separated for almost a year. I’ve never had a chance to see your tears again, neither your smiles as well. I’ve spent so much time without you.
Time isn’t worth-spending if it isn’t with you.
We finally managed to meet up once in Japan. You were filming your drama at that time, meanwhile Changmin and I were having our business with Avex.
It was like a moment for one single lifetime. I finally know what your fangirls feel when they get a chance to meet you personally.
Your shooting session on that day was finally over. After thanking your acting partners and the staffs, you looked around. I waved my hand from afar, signaling my presence to you. Your big eyes widened, as if you were seeing a ghost. You ran toward me. The closer you were, the faster my blood raced. Until finally you stopped running, leaving a 50-centimeters gap between us.
You approached me slowly, touching my arms, shoulders, neck, jawlines, and finally cupped my cheeks. Your eyes were staring at mine with no blinks, tears rolled down your cheeks from both of your eyes. Then you sneaked your arms to my neck, you placed your chin on my right shoulder. I could hear you inhaled the air deeply, sniffing my scent as if it was the best aromatherapy in the world.
In the next second, I placed my hands on your hips.
‘What do those tears mean, Jaejoongie?’ I whispered, almost inaudible to hear. You stiffened. You broke our hug, pulling yourself out of my embrace.
“I’m really happy I finally can meet you,” you answered with a weak smile formed on your face.
“Do you feel sad?” I asked again.
“I’m sad, because I know we have to be separated again.” Another tears escaped from your eyes. I reached your cheeks and wiped them away with my thumbs.
“What do those tears mean, Yunnie?” you asked me back. I didn’t realize my eyes were leaking already. You wiped them for me gently, while your eyes were still locking on mine.
“I’m happy that I finally got you in my embrace,” I replied. “And was able to erase you tears from your angelic face. But I realize I won’t be able to do it again in the nearer future.”
“But we don’t know what future holds,” you hugged me once again, that one was a bit tighter. “Have faith, okay? You might not have a tattoo like I do, but I know you’ve tattooed our words eternally in your mind.”
The time was finally coming. We shared one last kiss as we bid a goodbye. You turned your back, walking toward your car which was parked on a nearest parking lot. You took a last glance at me, you gave me one last sweet smile. Then, you ran and got in the car. I watched you drove away from the area before I took a walk toward my manager’s car. We had to get back to the hotel due to the early morning flight on the next day.
Kim Jaejoong, I look forward to our next meeting.
*****
Length: oneshot
Pairing: Yunjae
Rating: PG-13
Genre: romance, angst
Disclaimer: I only own the plot, no matter how I wish I could claim Yunjae
Warning: unbeta-ed and unedited
Summary: If a tear falls from right eye, that means happiness; if it's from left eye, it means sadness. what does it mean if tears roll down from your both eyes?
I heard a myth from people, if a tear falls from right eye, that means happiness; if it’s from left eye, it means pain and sadness.
I have been with you for quite a long time. We have shared countless laughters and tears, we have shared the joy and sadness.
I still remember when we knew our first single had sold 169,532 copies. You were hugging me so tightly that you nearly squeezed the life out from me. A single tear came out from your right eye. I knew you were in a huge joy, our hard times were finally paid. The time when you should take three different jobs to pay the training fees seemed worth it.
I still remember the time when I released you from the police station after being arrested due to driving under influence. A first tear escaped from your left eye, followed by another tears from both eyes. You didn’t say anything, neither did I. We were in a complete silence in our way to the dorm. But I could say that you were in a great disappointment to yourself. And I knew when you said that you regretted what you had done and promised you wouldn’t do it again, you said it genuinely from your whole heart.
Now we have been separated for almost a year. I’ve never had a chance to see your tears again, neither your smiles as well. I’ve spent so much time without you.
Time isn’t worth-spending if it isn’t with you.
We finally managed to meet up once in Japan. You were filming your drama at that time, meanwhile Changmin and I were having our business with Avex.
It was like a moment for one single lifetime. I finally know what your fangirls feel when they get a chance to meet you personally.
Your shooting session on that day was finally over. After thanking your acting partners and the staffs, you looked around. I waved my hand from afar, signaling my presence to you. Your big eyes widened, as if you were seeing a ghost. You ran toward me. The closer you were, the faster my blood raced. Until finally you stopped running, leaving a 50-centimeters gap between us.
You approached me slowly, touching my arms, shoulders, neck, jawlines, and finally cupped my cheeks. Your eyes were staring at mine with no blinks, tears rolled down your cheeks from both of your eyes. Then you sneaked your arms to my neck, you placed your chin on my right shoulder. I could hear you inhaled the air deeply, sniffing my scent as if it was the best aromatherapy in the world.
In the next second, I placed my hands on your hips.
‘What do those tears mean, Jaejoongie?’ I whispered, almost inaudible to hear. You stiffened. You broke our hug, pulling yourself out of my embrace.
“I’m really happy I finally can meet you,” you answered with a weak smile formed on your face.
“Do you feel sad?” I asked again.
“I’m sad, because I know we have to be separated again.” Another tears escaped from your eyes. I reached your cheeks and wiped them away with my thumbs.
“What do those tears mean, Yunnie?” you asked me back. I didn’t realize my eyes were leaking already. You wiped them for me gently, while your eyes were still locking on mine.
“I’m happy that I finally got you in my embrace,” I replied. “And was able to erase you tears from your angelic face. But I realize I won’t be able to do it again in the nearer future.”
“But we don’t know what future holds,” you hugged me once again, that one was a bit tighter. “Have faith, okay? You might not have a tattoo like I do, but I know you’ve tattooed our words eternally in your mind.”
The time was finally coming. We shared one last kiss as we bid a goodbye. You turned your back, walking toward your car which was parked on a nearest parking lot. You took a last glance at me, you gave me one last sweet smile. Then, you ran and got in the car. I watched you drove away from the area before I took a walk toward my manager’s car. We had to get back to the hotel due to the early morning flight on the next day.
Kim Jaejoong, I look forward to our next meeting.
*****