Drabble - Untitled
Tile: Untitled
Pairing: JaeMin
Genre: Angst
Rating: PG
Length: Drabble
Warnings: None.
Disclaimer: Changmin and Jaejoong belong to themselves. The plot belongs to me.
Summary: Jaejoong and Changmin meet and the Maknae can't understand why.
A/N So basically I just wrote this whole thing on twitter because I was bored and then decided to put it up. I hope it doesn't totally suck.
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Changmin stood in front of Jaejoong, his upper lip drawn in a challenging sneer. "Why are you here?" he asked, tilting his head away trying hard not to be drawn into Jaejoong's wilfull brown eyes.
Jaejoong smirked, reaching out to push Changmin's fringe off of his face, "Last time I checked, Choikang, Korea is a free country."
"Free being...subjective, of course," Jaejoong murmured as an after thought, amusement coating every silky word.
"You're an Asshole," Changmin growled.
"At least some things haven't changed."
Changmin finally looked back at the red haired man, tiredness seeping back into his eyes, "Go home, Hyung. It isn't safe for you to be here anymore."
Jaejoong masked the hurt and smiled widely, "When have I ever been safe here?"
Unthinking of the consequences (mainly to his heart) Changmin reached out and pulled Jaejoong into a tight hug. "Go back. Please," he whispered, burying his face into Jaejoong's neck and inhaling what is just distinctly Jaejoong.
"I can't," the older whispered, tightening his arms around the other, afraid to let go.
"You let go once before, Hyung. It's easier the second time."
Jaejoong pulled back and stared into the younger's eyes, "When will you let this go? When will you move on?"
"When I finally reach a position in my life where I can stop saying that it would have been better with you in it." With that the he pushed away and headed back into the SME office, disappearing behind the door and willing himself to never look back.
A/N /sighs This totally had something to do with the whole Tokyo Dome concert today ;A;
Pairing: JaeMin
Genre: Angst
Rating: PG
Length: Drabble
Warnings: None.
Disclaimer: Changmin and Jaejoong belong to themselves. The plot belongs to me.
Summary: Jaejoong and Changmin meet and the Maknae can't understand why.
A/N So basically I just wrote this whole thing on twitter because I was bored and then decided to put it up. I hope it doesn't totally suck.
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Changmin stood in front of Jaejoong, his upper lip drawn in a challenging sneer. "Why are you here?" he asked, tilting his head away trying hard not to be drawn into Jaejoong's wilfull brown eyes.
Jaejoong smirked, reaching out to push Changmin's fringe off of his face, "Last time I checked, Choikang, Korea is a free country."
"Free being...subjective, of course," Jaejoong murmured as an after thought, amusement coating every silky word.
"You're an Asshole," Changmin growled.
"At least some things haven't changed."
Changmin finally looked back at the red haired man, tiredness seeping back into his eyes, "Go home, Hyung. It isn't safe for you to be here anymore."
Jaejoong masked the hurt and smiled widely, "When have I ever been safe here?"
Unthinking of the consequences (mainly to his heart) Changmin reached out and pulled Jaejoong into a tight hug. "Go back. Please," he whispered, burying his face into Jaejoong's neck and inhaling what is just distinctly Jaejoong.
"I can't," the older whispered, tightening his arms around the other, afraid to let go.
"You let go once before, Hyung. It's easier the second time."
Jaejoong pulled back and stared into the younger's eyes, "When will you let this go? When will you move on?"
"When I finally reach a position in my life where I can stop saying that it would have been better with you in it." With that the he pushed away and headed back into the SME office, disappearing behind the door and willing himself to never look back.
A/N /sighs This totally had something to do with the whole Tokyo Dome concert today ;A;