Whataya want from me?
Title: Whataya want from me (part of a serie of drabbles inspired by Adam Lambert's songs)
Pairing: Homin, past Yunjae
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Angst, romance
Lenght: Drabble
Summary: Yunho needs to make this call, even if it's outside in the cold.
Note: Qualifies as army fic but is unrelated to the previous one.
Yunho waited impatiently for his phone call to be answered. Feet tapping and fingers holding the phone too tight. He was outside, withstanding the cold wind to get the much needed privacy he needed for this call.
Finally the phone call was picked up.
Silence.
“I’m outside in the cold.”
Silence.
“Please…”
“Whataya want from me?”
Yunho sighed in relief but carefully to not let the sound reach the other man’s ears.
“You. God, I miss you.”
“Fuck you.”
“Please don’t be like this. You know it’s not my fault.”
“Look, there might have been a moment when I would give myself away, when I didn’t give a damn but that is not me. I was never like that and I refuse to be like that.”
“I am not asking you to be other than who you are. I admit it messed me up for a while, I needed a second to breath but I worked it out, please don’t give up on me, I won’t let you down.”
“Yunho… It’s Jaejoong. How can you ask me to be here, so far away and be calm about it?”
“Because it’s past. It’s over. There’s nothing there anymore but a distant memory. We met, we talked. And after the initial jitters I can truly honestly tell you that...”
“That he still loves you and you were never immune to him?”
“That he no longer loves me, hasn’t for years. And neither do I. Maybe for longer in my case. There is no space left in my heart.”
“Fuck you, hyung. What do you want from me? Stop twisting me like this.”
“Changmin, I think it’s plain to see. I wish we were face to face. I’m sure I would not have to use words. Baby, you’re beautiful and there’s nothing wrong with you or us. The fans will distract themselves with Yunjae but I only care for you. Jae and I are just happy to be able to meet as friends despite all the shit. And you… God! There might have been a time when I would let you slip away, I wouldn’t even try but I think you saved my life over and over again. Thanks for loving me cause you do it perfectly. How am I suppose to let you go?”
Silence.
“Baby? Slow down, breath.”
“I’m afraid. We’ve never been this far apart in years.”
“I love you.”
“Stupid hyung.”
“Stupid for you.”
“Silly.”
“Silly for you.”
“Are you a five year old?”
Chuckle.
“I miss you.”
“We’ll meet again soon.”
“Yes. Now get out of the cold.”
“Only if you continue talking with me. And telling me how much you like me. And miss me. And maybe tell me what you’re wearing…”
“Yunho, I heard your eyebrows wiggle all the way here. Go inside. I’ll have your hind if you catch a cold. And no phone sex for you. Just be glad we can still talk so often.”
“Mean dongsaeng.”
“You love how mean I am.”
“I do.”
“Out of the cold now!”
“Yes, sir. Right away, sir.”
Pairing: Homin, past Yunjae
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Angst, romance
Lenght: Drabble
Summary: Yunho needs to make this call, even if it's outside in the cold.
Note: Qualifies as army fic but is unrelated to the previous one.
Yunho waited impatiently for his phone call to be answered. Feet tapping and fingers holding the phone too tight. He was outside, withstanding the cold wind to get the much needed privacy he needed for this call.
Finally the phone call was picked up.
Silence.
“I’m outside in the cold.”
Silence.
“Please…”
“Whataya want from me?”
Yunho sighed in relief but carefully to not let the sound reach the other man’s ears.
“You. God, I miss you.”
“Fuck you.”
“Please don’t be like this. You know it’s not my fault.”
“Look, there might have been a moment when I would give myself away, when I didn’t give a damn but that is not me. I was never like that and I refuse to be like that.”
“I am not asking you to be other than who you are. I admit it messed me up for a while, I needed a second to breath but I worked it out, please don’t give up on me, I won’t let you down.”
“Yunho… It’s Jaejoong. How can you ask me to be here, so far away and be calm about it?”
“Because it’s past. It’s over. There’s nothing there anymore but a distant memory. We met, we talked. And after the initial jitters I can truly honestly tell you that...”
“That he still loves you and you were never immune to him?”
“That he no longer loves me, hasn’t for years. And neither do I. Maybe for longer in my case. There is no space left in my heart.”
“Fuck you, hyung. What do you want from me? Stop twisting me like this.”
“Changmin, I think it’s plain to see. I wish we were face to face. I’m sure I would not have to use words. Baby, you’re beautiful and there’s nothing wrong with you or us. The fans will distract themselves with Yunjae but I only care for you. Jae and I are just happy to be able to meet as friends despite all the shit. And you… God! There might have been a time when I would let you slip away, I wouldn’t even try but I think you saved my life over and over again. Thanks for loving me cause you do it perfectly. How am I suppose to let you go?”
Silence.
“Baby? Slow down, breath.”
“I’m afraid. We’ve never been this far apart in years.”
“I love you.”
“Stupid hyung.”
“Stupid for you.”
“Silly.”
“Silly for you.”
“Are you a five year old?”
Chuckle.
“I miss you.”
“We’ll meet again soon.”
“Yes. Now get out of the cold.”
“Only if you continue talking with me. And telling me how much you like me. And miss me. And maybe tell me what you’re wearing…”
“Yunho, I heard your eyebrows wiggle all the way here. Go inside. I’ll have your hind if you catch a cold. And no phone sex for you. Just be glad we can still talk so often.”
“Mean dongsaeng.”
“You love how mean I am.”
“I do.”
“Out of the cold now!”
“Yes, sir. Right away, sir.”