Stolen Glances, Passing Eyes (1/2)
Title : Stolen Glances, Passing Eyes
Author : siniagirl
Pairings : Yunjae
Genre : Angst, Romance
Disclaimer : I own nothing but the idea.
Summary : Jaejoong went to every game but not for the game itself, for the man who plays. For the man who stole his heart.
Just something small I came up with.
Enjoy:)
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Jung Yunho was a lot of things.
He was the schools most popular student and their Kingka.
He was one of the smartest student in the school.
He was the best basketball player on the schools undefeated team.
He was also Kim Jaejoong's unrequited love.
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Kim Jaejoong went to every game, by himself. He didn't have any friends. He was unpopular and unnoticed, not one friend or even a close acquaintance in the entire school. But he still went to every game, sat on the bleachers in the far back corner.
He watched every game, watched as his school's team massacred the other teams, watched the other teams leave in disappointment.
The games were never quiet. It seemed like the whole school would come to cheer on the team, with banners, signs and made up cheers.
Some might say its exciting to watch the team run back and forth, stealing the ball and making perfects shots and layups. But that's not what Jaejoong was there for, no he was only there for one reason. Jung Yunho.
Jung Yunho was the epitome of perfection.
His golden brown hair shined under the fluorescent lights in the gym. His muscular body, outlined in the semi tight uniform and his firm thighs spilled out of those short basketball shorts. His face was always focused, lips pulled tight, a sheen of sweat covering his body as his eyes were narrowed in concentration.
He never missed a shot, not once had Jaejoong ever seen him miss. Jaejoong didn't really care about the rest of the game, didn't care about the other players. Only Yunho.
While he did enjoy seeing Yunho in shorts and a tank top that wasn't the real reason he went. It seemed that whatever gods out there had taken pity on the loner because every game without fail, Yunho's eyes always seemed to find Jaejoong, every game.
Those warm chocolate brown eyes stared into his own so deeply as if they reached his very soul. It was those eyes that gave him hope, hope that maybe Jung Yunho might just feel the same about him.
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Does any one think I should continue this ? Or should I just leave it like this?
Review please :))
Author : siniagirl
Pairings : Yunjae
Genre : Angst, Romance
Disclaimer : I own nothing but the idea.
Summary : Jaejoong went to every game but not for the game itself, for the man who plays. For the man who stole his heart.
Just something small I came up with.
Enjoy:)
.............................................................
Jung Yunho was a lot of things.
He was the schools most popular student and their Kingka.
He was one of the smartest student in the school.
He was the best basketball player on the schools undefeated team.
He was also Kim Jaejoong's unrequited love.
…................................................
Kim Jaejoong went to every game, by himself. He didn't have any friends. He was unpopular and unnoticed, not one friend or even a close acquaintance in the entire school. But he still went to every game, sat on the bleachers in the far back corner.
He watched every game, watched as his school's team massacred the other teams, watched the other teams leave in disappointment.
The games were never quiet. It seemed like the whole school would come to cheer on the team, with banners, signs and made up cheers.
Some might say its exciting to watch the team run back and forth, stealing the ball and making perfects shots and layups. But that's not what Jaejoong was there for, no he was only there for one reason. Jung Yunho.
Jung Yunho was the epitome of perfection.
His golden brown hair shined under the fluorescent lights in the gym. His muscular body, outlined in the semi tight uniform and his firm thighs spilled out of those short basketball shorts. His face was always focused, lips pulled tight, a sheen of sweat covering his body as his eyes were narrowed in concentration.
He never missed a shot, not once had Jaejoong ever seen him miss. Jaejoong didn't really care about the rest of the game, didn't care about the other players. Only Yunho.
While he did enjoy seeing Yunho in shorts and a tank top that wasn't the real reason he went. It seemed that whatever gods out there had taken pity on the loner because every game without fail, Yunho's eyes always seemed to find Jaejoong, every game.
Those warm chocolate brown eyes stared into his own so deeply as if they reached his very soul. It was those eyes that gave him hope, hope that maybe Jung Yunho might just feel the same about him.
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Does any one think I should continue this ? Or should I just leave it like this?
Review please :))