A Model War Chapter Three
Title: A Model War
Status: Ongoing
Pairing: YunJae
Rating: PG-13/15
Summary: Things weren't easy. But then, things were never easy when you were Korea's number one model. But things only get harder when the newest model out there is the one to be threatening your position. It's even harder when said model is your ex-boyfriend, Kim Jaejoong.
A/N: I am soooo sorry. I know, most of you have probably forgotten this story already, but those of you who haven't, I love you. As always, spot and dedicated to misterricalx . As I have received many questions about the JaeMin story for this, I have asked tylendra to write a JaeMin one-shot for me so far, she hasn't inished it, wo feel free to use whatever methods you would like to make her write it. I live with her, and apparently my presence is not enough to get her to write, so we must join forces if we ever want it written.
Chapter 3
Okay, this whole fic will be in 3rd person unless I say otherwise.
“Yah! Kim Jaejoong!” The building shook as Heechul shrieked at the man sleeping in the room he was walking into.
“Mmm... five more minutes, mum.” Jaejoong mumbled, awoken from his random nap by Heechul's incessant screeching.
“Yah! Do I look like a girl to you?!”
“...Heechul?” Jaejoong looked up, eyes red from sleep.
“No. It's Santa Claus.” Heechul rolled his eyes.
“Why are you here?” Jaejoong murmured as he sat up, still unable to process complex thought after waking up.
“To bitch about ex-boyfriends. Namely Jung Yunho.” Heechul stated.
“Haha... But Yunnie isn't your ex-boyfriend.” Jaejoong laughed sleepily.
“Um... yeah... about that...” Heechul began.
“WHAT?!” Jaejoong screeched, now fully awake.
“It was only for a little while?” Heechul grinned, hoping the effects of his stunning smile would prolong the wrath of his tired cousin.
“Before or after?” Jae glared at Heechul.
“After. Definitely after.”
“I see. Well, start bitching.” Jaejoong says, seemingly uninterested.
“Do you know he was sitting there moping? And then they were all like 'we're so screwed'. And I was like, 'not yet, but I could help you with that' and they kicked me out of the apartment! And then I said I would just come see how you were, Yunho's face was priceless. It was like, he was going to kill me out of desperation to know whether you would survive meeting me. It was fantastic.” Heechul said, chuckling in the parts only he would think were funny.
“You know where he lives?” Jaejoong questioned.
“Yeah, as I said, I dated him after he moved.” Heechul rolled his eyes.
“You know hyung, if you keep rolling your eyes, they're going to start rolling on their own.” Jaejoong smirked, knowing exactly how that would affect his cousin.
“What?! No way!” Heechul gasped.
“Yep. And then you'd have to get eye-surgery, and you'd probably never be able to model again.” Jaejoong said, cackling on the inside, yet somehow managing to keep a straight face.
“Oh my God! Noooooooo!~” Heechul wailed, flailing his arms. This time, Jaejoong didn't manage to keep his laughter on the inside as he began literally rolling around on his bed laughing.
“What's so funny?” Heechul glared at his hysterical cousin.
“You won't really have to get surgery and stop modelling.” Jaejoong said, wiping tears of laughter from his eyes.
“Yah! You shouldn't trick your hyung like that!” Heechul pouted.
“But you're so gullible~” Jaejoong said in a sing-song voice.
“You're awfully cheerful for someone who has just been plunged into a fatal rivalry with Korea's top supermodel.” Heechul said with a raised eyebrow.
“And you're awfully wordy for yourself in general.” Jaejoong returned Heechul's raised eyebrow.
“Maybe modelling has made me smarter.” Heechul said, glaring at the younger man.
“Actually, it's been scientifically proven that modelling makes you dumber.”
“Yeah, right.” Heechul said, rolling his eyes again.
“No, seriously- all the chemicals from the dye, and hairspray, and make-up makes your brain shrink,” Jaejoong blinked, “Of course, your brain was already small, hyung.” He laughed.
“Haha. Very funny. But really Jaejoong, are you okay?”
Jaejoong sighed, “Honestly hyung, I don't even know. I think it hasn't really sunk in yet. When I saw him this morning, I wasn't expecting it at all, and then he kissed me, and I just felt... happy. For one second, I was happy, and I was in Yunho's arms- everything was alright for that one second, and then reality came back when he threatened me, and all I could do was come up with some snarky replies that somehow ended up with me saying that I was actually going to start modelling as a career.” Jaejoong sighed again, “I have fans.” He added as an afterthought.
“You have fans?” Heechul asked.
“Yeah... fans. And fanfiction.”
“...You have fanfiction already?” Heechul was intrigued.
“YunJae fanfiction. And someone wrote a JaeHo fic.”
“Aren't they the same thing?”
“No, in YunJae, Yunho is the man of the relationship, but in JaeHo, I'm the man of the relationship.” Jaejoong blushed as he explained.
“And you know this, why?” Heechul inquired.
“Some of my fans are really good writers...” Jaejoong muttered.
“Oh my God! You read your own fanfiction?” Heechul asked, finding the situation positively hilarious.
“Only a bit...” Jaejoong murmured, burying his face in his pillows out of embarrassment.
“Wow... you are priceless.” Heechul said after he'd stopped laughing.
“Shut up~” Jaejoong pouted.
“Okay, okay... but on one condition.” Heechul said, a mischievous gleam in his eye.
“What?” Jaejoong asked in a worried tone.
“You let me be your manager.”
“No.” Jaejoong stated firmly.
“But Jaej-”
“No, Heechul.”
“Why not?~” Heechul whined.
“Because you'd make me work my ass off and you'd never give me a single break.”
“No I wouldn't” Heechul said, trying his hardest to sound convincing, but really- he was a model, not an actor.
“Yeah, you would.” Jaejoong argued.
“I promise I won't. Just give me a try, Jaejoongie~” Heechul pleaded, his fingers crossed behind his back.
“You're not going to leave until I say yes, are you?”
“Nope.” Heechul replied.
“Ugh... fine.”
“Yay!” Heechul squealed, clapping his hands in his excitement.
“Get out of my home.” Jaejoong said, trying his best not to cringe too obviously, lest he be forced to face the wrath of Kim Heechul.
“Okay~ Bye Jaejoongie~ I love you~” Heechul sang, placing a sloppy kiss on Jaejoong's cheek as he left.
A/N: Not the best chapter ever, and I am sorry. My writer's block is taking very long time to leave. DX Comments, lovelies?