love is (part2)
Title: Love Is
Pairings: Yoosu + a mix and match here and there :x
Length: Chaptered (2/? -maybe 4 or 5 parts)
Genre: Angst, Romance, Drama
Rating: PG-13
Warning: un-beta-ed, mention of (attempted) suicide and (probably) some character death
A/N: I originally planned to put JaeMin together here (hence the tagging in the previous entry), but it changes now. There’s Jae and there’s Min, but there won’t be any JaeMin XD
Yoochun let out a tired sigh as he turned off his car’s engine. Putting both his arms on the steering wheel, he rested his head on them and closed his eyes; trying to drown the headache that started to rise.
He had a long, tiring day today. There was an extended meeting in the office discussing about a very important business deal that the company were about to sign, and his boss wasn’t being easy on anyone since it was a very important contract. They had to revise everything very well, which resulted in Yoochun’s brain almost to burn. To top it off, his boss had so ‘graciously’ asked him and his colleague Changmin to escort their important client to karaoke that night, just to ensure the deal was safe in their hand. It turned out the said client wasn’t an easy one; but Yoochun and Changmin were lucky enough that the man was satisfied with their company’s prospect after those many glasses of alcohol and blasted off-key singing.
Yoochun was thankful that he had quite a high tolerance for alcohol, albeit being a little bit tipsy as he finally waved goodbye to Changmin before heading home. The younger was worried and had offered to drive him instead, but Yoochun had brushed it off since Changmin wasn’t any better than himself.
Feeling slightly better, he let out another small sigh as he got out from the car and walk into the elevator to his floor. His body was aching and all he wanted was to cuddle with his Junsu. At that thought, he caught himself smiling. Junsu sure worked magic on Yoochun, seeing that he wasn’t even there and Yoochun was smiling happily already; his long day almost forgotten.
Unlocking the door, Yoochun wasn’t surprised to find the dim-lighted living room. Junsu was probably already asleep, and Yoochun just planned to wash himself before snuggling into the bed with his beloved. But he was indeed surprised as he opened their bedroom door and saw Junsu sitting on the bed, obviously awake and had his gaze fixed on Yoochun’s face.
“Hey babe, not asleep yet?” Yoochun flashed a tired smile as he put his briefcase on the table, along with his keys. Junsu didn’t answer him, so he turned and walked to the bed, approaching the man.
“Su?” the bed dipped with Yoochun’s weight as he sat down, hands moving to loosen his necktie.
“Why are you late, Chunnie?”Junsu said, and Yoochun could sense a strange tone in the question, but he couldn’t pinpoint it exactly.
He took a glance at the small clock next to their bed, almost 1 in the morning. Yoochun’s brows rose. He didn’t realize it was that late already.
Smiling apologetically at Junsu, Yoochun answered truthfully. “Sorry baby, but there was this important client that Changmin and I had to escort. He was being difficult but we got the deal. Isn’t it a relief?” Yoochun had expected Junsu to smile back at him, but instead Junsu’s face fell.
“Really? Or maybe actually you were with your Joongie?” there was a sharp tone at the end of Junsu’s sentence.
Yoochun frowned. “What? Su come on. I’ve told you before; he’s just an old friend that I haven’t met for a long time.”
“A friend? Can I trust you, Yoochun-ah? Wasn’t he your boyfriend? Your sweet childhood friend that you dated all the way until college?” Junsu shot back, his voice began to quiver in anger but he remained seated on the bed.
Yoochun’s expression changed a little at the facts Junsu had mentioned, but he remained calm. He brought a hand to reach Junsu’s arm, but the other flinched away and Yoochun’s heart broke a little.
“Su, who told you this? Okay, I admit that Jaejoong is my best friend, and we used to date. But-“ He was cut off by Junsu.
“But now he’s back in your life? And you want me out? Is that what you want to say, Yoochun?!” Junsu’s voice had risen and suddenly Yoochun’s head was pounding again.
Yoochun closed his eyes in an attempt to calm himself. His eyes opened again before he tried to explain.
“Junsu, you’re being ridiculous. I-“
“Just admit it already, Yoochun!”
Yoochun was very tired and exhausted, not to mention his head was hammering like mad. This clearly wasn’t the right time to explain things, and Junsu refused to let him anyway.
He let out another sigh. Yoochun seemed to be doing it a lot today.
“Su, we’ll talk about this later okay baby? You need to cool down first, and I need sleep badly now. So-“
“Fine! You can sleep in the guest room then!” Junsu replied harshly, but his heart was hoping that Yoochun wouldn’t, he needed to know that Yoochun would be by his side.
Yoochun was disappointed, but he gave in. “Fine, I’ll sleep in the guest room,” he said softly and moved to their closet to collect a pair of sweatpants and T-shirt.
“Good night, Junsu-ah,” and Junsu heard a soft click of the door as he buried himself beneath the blanket, hot tears started to burn his eyes.
**
Junsu looked at the waiting hand of the stranger.
“Why does it matter?” he asked. “Does it matter to you whether I jump or not?”
The man smiled, and Junsu noticed he had a very kind smile.
“It does matter to me, but it matters more to you.”
Junsu remained silent, and the nameless man went on.
“If you jump now, don’t you feel sorry to yourself? Do you really want to end your life for a man who called you useless, who had hurt you? Is he worth your life?” the soft voice was clear to Junsu’s ears.
“But I love him,” he replied, confused with himself.
“Sorry to say, but he obviously doesn’t think so about you. Don’t you think you deserve another chance? To let someone else to love you? You said you love him, but now why don’t you live, live to let somebody else love you instead?”
Junsu gazed to the water beneath them. ‘Do I really want to?’
His eyes shifted back to the stranger. The man was still holding up his hand, and the kind, warm smile was still stretch upon his dimpled cheeks.
comments please? thanks for reading :)
Pairings: Yoosu + a mix and match here and there :x
Length: Chaptered (2/? -maybe 4 or 5 parts)
Genre: Angst, Romance, Drama
Rating: PG-13
Warning: un-beta-ed, mention of (attempted) suicide and (probably) some character death
A/N: I originally planned to put JaeMin together here (hence the tagging in the previous entry), but it changes now. There’s Jae and there’s Min, but there won’t be any JaeMin XD
Yoochun let out a tired sigh as he turned off his car’s engine. Putting both his arms on the steering wheel, he rested his head on them and closed his eyes; trying to drown the headache that started to rise.
He had a long, tiring day today. There was an extended meeting in the office discussing about a very important business deal that the company were about to sign, and his boss wasn’t being easy on anyone since it was a very important contract. They had to revise everything very well, which resulted in Yoochun’s brain almost to burn. To top it off, his boss had so ‘graciously’ asked him and his colleague Changmin to escort their important client to karaoke that night, just to ensure the deal was safe in their hand. It turned out the said client wasn’t an easy one; but Yoochun and Changmin were lucky enough that the man was satisfied with their company’s prospect after those many glasses of alcohol and blasted off-key singing.
Yoochun was thankful that he had quite a high tolerance for alcohol, albeit being a little bit tipsy as he finally waved goodbye to Changmin before heading home. The younger was worried and had offered to drive him instead, but Yoochun had brushed it off since Changmin wasn’t any better than himself.
Feeling slightly better, he let out another small sigh as he got out from the car and walk into the elevator to his floor. His body was aching and all he wanted was to cuddle with his Junsu. At that thought, he caught himself smiling. Junsu sure worked magic on Yoochun, seeing that he wasn’t even there and Yoochun was smiling happily already; his long day almost forgotten.
Unlocking the door, Yoochun wasn’t surprised to find the dim-lighted living room. Junsu was probably already asleep, and Yoochun just planned to wash himself before snuggling into the bed with his beloved. But he was indeed surprised as he opened their bedroom door and saw Junsu sitting on the bed, obviously awake and had his gaze fixed on Yoochun’s face.
“Hey babe, not asleep yet?” Yoochun flashed a tired smile as he put his briefcase on the table, along with his keys. Junsu didn’t answer him, so he turned and walked to the bed, approaching the man.
“Su?” the bed dipped with Yoochun’s weight as he sat down, hands moving to loosen his necktie.
“Why are you late, Chunnie?”Junsu said, and Yoochun could sense a strange tone in the question, but he couldn’t pinpoint it exactly.
He took a glance at the small clock next to their bed, almost 1 in the morning. Yoochun’s brows rose. He didn’t realize it was that late already.
Smiling apologetically at Junsu, Yoochun answered truthfully. “Sorry baby, but there was this important client that Changmin and I had to escort. He was being difficult but we got the deal. Isn’t it a relief?” Yoochun had expected Junsu to smile back at him, but instead Junsu’s face fell.
“Really? Or maybe actually you were with your Joongie?” there was a sharp tone at the end of Junsu’s sentence.
Yoochun frowned. “What? Su come on. I’ve told you before; he’s just an old friend that I haven’t met for a long time.”
“A friend? Can I trust you, Yoochun-ah? Wasn’t he your boyfriend? Your sweet childhood friend that you dated all the way until college?” Junsu shot back, his voice began to quiver in anger but he remained seated on the bed.
Yoochun’s expression changed a little at the facts Junsu had mentioned, but he remained calm. He brought a hand to reach Junsu’s arm, but the other flinched away and Yoochun’s heart broke a little.
“Su, who told you this? Okay, I admit that Jaejoong is my best friend, and we used to date. But-“ He was cut off by Junsu.
“But now he’s back in your life? And you want me out? Is that what you want to say, Yoochun?!” Junsu’s voice had risen and suddenly Yoochun’s head was pounding again.
Yoochun closed his eyes in an attempt to calm himself. His eyes opened again before he tried to explain.
“Junsu, you’re being ridiculous. I-“
“Just admit it already, Yoochun!”
Yoochun was very tired and exhausted, not to mention his head was hammering like mad. This clearly wasn’t the right time to explain things, and Junsu refused to let him anyway.
He let out another sigh. Yoochun seemed to be doing it a lot today.
“Su, we’ll talk about this later okay baby? You need to cool down first, and I need sleep badly now. So-“
“Fine! You can sleep in the guest room then!” Junsu replied harshly, but his heart was hoping that Yoochun wouldn’t, he needed to know that Yoochun would be by his side.
Yoochun was disappointed, but he gave in. “Fine, I’ll sleep in the guest room,” he said softly and moved to their closet to collect a pair of sweatpants and T-shirt.
“Good night, Junsu-ah,” and Junsu heard a soft click of the door as he buried himself beneath the blanket, hot tears started to burn his eyes.
**
Junsu looked at the waiting hand of the stranger.
“Why does it matter?” he asked. “Does it matter to you whether I jump or not?”
The man smiled, and Junsu noticed he had a very kind smile.
“It does matter to me, but it matters more to you.”
Junsu remained silent, and the nameless man went on.
“If you jump now, don’t you feel sorry to yourself? Do you really want to end your life for a man who called you useless, who had hurt you? Is he worth your life?” the soft voice was clear to Junsu’s ears.
“But I love him,” he replied, confused with himself.
“Sorry to say, but he obviously doesn’t think so about you. Don’t you think you deserve another chance? To let someone else to love you? You said you love him, but now why don’t you live, live to let somebody else love you instead?”
Junsu gazed to the water beneath them. ‘Do I really want to?’
His eyes shifted back to the stranger. The man was still holding up his hand, and the kind, warm smile was still stretch upon his dimpled cheeks.
comments please? thanks for reading :)