Watching You, Watching Me [Oneshot]
Title: Watching You, Watching Me
Author: Siriusmoonpup
Pairing: Yunjae
Rating: PG-13
Summary: They always had eyes for each other.
Author's Note: A short oneshot i whipped up on an urge =3
Hope you enjoy it <3
Watching You,
Watching Me
Jaejoong breathed deeply. His breath rattled his ribcage as he settled on his side, as lightly as possible, with the least amount of sound he could manage. His hand came out voluntarily as if to reach for the relaxed face conjured by peaceful dreams before flinching back when he realized what he was doing.
He smiled a sad smile. A small one that lifted the right side of his lips, a sign of his giving up. A slim hand came up to rub at his tired face, a soft sigh escaping from his parted lips. It’s been a while since he indulged in his obsession with Yunho.
For days he has been staying away from the man. Too busy of a schedule to bother with what others call “love” and some call “borderline obsession.” Jaejoong called it “unique fascination.” He would shrug when Yoochun mentioned that he saw the way Jaejoong looked - longed - after Yunho. His band’s soulmate would go on to dream up plans to get them together when really all Jaejoong wanted to do was watch as Yunho lived out his dreams - in reality.
But being realistic never stopped Jaejoong from slipping quietly into a cramped bed that lied across from his own. He would pretend for a few seconds, hours, for however long Yunho would stay asleep, that they were lovers. Lovers that knew each other inside and out, emotionally and physically, and loved deeply but truly.
Keeping his hands to himself and his knees barely brushing Yunho’s, he would lie there and watch the other man breathe. In and out. He would watch Yunho in his most vulnerable moment, when the man thought no one would watch him.
Unfortunately for Yunho and fortunately for Jaejoong, Yunho was wrong. Jaejoong loves nothing better than taking those hot baths that he always adored, slipping into his favorite robe, and lying down next to the leader who ran on pure will. Then he would slip close, his body trying to fit itself into the mold that was Yunho and his mind would blind him with images of them wrapped up within each other.
Jaejoong smiles another sad smile before slipping of the bed, his hand bravely reaching out for the first time to touch a soft strand of black hair. Odd, how his heart skipped a beat at the action when it was obviously not his first time touching the man’s hair. He watched on as his hand dropped to rest at his side, limply. He walked back to his bed and slipped off the robe, baring a small part of his soul to the unknowing man.
He turned his head to face Yunho once he was settled into the white sheets. “Goodnight, Yunho.”
Sometimes loving from afar was for the best.
Jaejoong turned his head, missing dark eyes that watched him silently - intently.
Yunho breathed and snuggled deeply into his blankets, finally settling into a deep sleep.
Author: Siriusmoonpup
Pairing: Yunjae
Rating: PG-13
Summary: They always had eyes for each other.
Author's Note: A short oneshot i whipped up on an urge =3
Hope you enjoy it <3
Watching You,
Watching Me
Jaejoong breathed deeply. His breath rattled his ribcage as he settled on his side, as lightly as possible, with the least amount of sound he could manage. His hand came out voluntarily as if to reach for the relaxed face conjured by peaceful dreams before flinching back when he realized what he was doing.
He smiled a sad smile. A small one that lifted the right side of his lips, a sign of his giving up. A slim hand came up to rub at his tired face, a soft sigh escaping from his parted lips. It’s been a while since he indulged in his obsession with Yunho.
For days he has been staying away from the man. Too busy of a schedule to bother with what others call “love” and some call “borderline obsession.” Jaejoong called it “unique fascination.” He would shrug when Yoochun mentioned that he saw the way Jaejoong looked - longed - after Yunho. His band’s soulmate would go on to dream up plans to get them together when really all Jaejoong wanted to do was watch as Yunho lived out his dreams - in reality.
But being realistic never stopped Jaejoong from slipping quietly into a cramped bed that lied across from his own. He would pretend for a few seconds, hours, for however long Yunho would stay asleep, that they were lovers. Lovers that knew each other inside and out, emotionally and physically, and loved deeply but truly.
Keeping his hands to himself and his knees barely brushing Yunho’s, he would lie there and watch the other man breathe. In and out. He would watch Yunho in his most vulnerable moment, when the man thought no one would watch him.
Unfortunately for Yunho and fortunately for Jaejoong, Yunho was wrong. Jaejoong loves nothing better than taking those hot baths that he always adored, slipping into his favorite robe, and lying down next to the leader who ran on pure will. Then he would slip close, his body trying to fit itself into the mold that was Yunho and his mind would blind him with images of them wrapped up within each other.
Jaejoong smiles another sad smile before slipping of the bed, his hand bravely reaching out for the first time to touch a soft strand of black hair. Odd, how his heart skipped a beat at the action when it was obviously not his first time touching the man’s hair. He watched on as his hand dropped to rest at his side, limply. He walked back to his bed and slipped off the robe, baring a small part of his soul to the unknowing man.
He turned his head to face Yunho once he was settled into the white sheets. “Goodnight, Yunho.”
Sometimes loving from afar was for the best.
Jaejoong turned his head, missing dark eyes that watched him silently - intently.
Yunho breathed and snuggled deeply into his blankets, finally settling into a deep sleep.