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Title: Loving no matters..
Pairing: YoonJae
Other casts: Kim HanSeon, Kim sisters (YooJin, HeeSeon, SeoHee, YoungJin, OkMi, MiSook, SeokJin, JiHyeon)
Rating: NC-17
Genre: romance, medieval era (aristocratic)
Warning: crossdressing Jae..
Summary: "I want to know you..angel..I love you..despite those facts..."
prologue
chapter 1
chapter 2
chapter 3
Chapter 4
A beautiful figure moves along the corridor elegantly as she swings slowly to the side while she walks into her room. She is indeed as beautiful as one will ever see throughout his life time. At least, Prince Jung Yunho agrees about that point. She passes slowly her younger sister’s room while her eyes glance over the ajar door but she does not stop. She reaches through the corner of the hall, turning toward the opposite direction and stops in front of the wall. She looks over her shoulder, making sure no one is around and push one of the brick from the left bottom part a little bit. The wall moves in abruptly but silently, leaving a gap of half a meter, waiting eagerly to welcome who it has thought will come in. Jaejoong slides his ideal figure easily into it, entering another room and close it.
The room is big enough to be considered as another small house for a middle-class man. He snaps off his gown easily, leaving it on the floor while he get changed into a simple training suits which he feels very comfortable with while he is filling all his private time as a man. He smiles as he stretches his hands and legs. He always feels happy when he can finally become himself, well, not that he hates to become a princess, but he just enjoys more when he becomes himself rather than pretending to be a perfectly gorgeous mute princess in front of the world. What he usually does within his own “private” time is doing martial arts, relaxing, and singing. He loves to sing. The hardest part to be a mute is when he is so tempted to sing when he is playing piano. Well, it used to be that way. Not anymore, when Prince Jung YoonHo comes into his life.
Jaejoong glances over the small window while his mind flies back to the little happy moment he just had. It took a lot of courage from himself to actually be initiative to send the message. He has never done that before to any other people. He, himself is so eager to have conversation with him. It is just unfortunate that he cannot talk in front of him when he thought that Yunho does not know about him being not mute at all. He smiles lightly as he recalls YoonHo’s calligraphic writings and his sweet words. It would have been so great if only he is not meant for Ji Hyeon. A sigh escaped from his cherry lips.
Jaejoong shakes his head lightly. Even if he is not meant for him, there is no way in this world; the prince will accept him as a ‘he’.
He walks toward the other room, letting himself to let YoonHo escape from his mind. The door swings open in force as he is concentrating on doing the ritual. He punches the air hardly, draining out his energy to train himself further.
***
As the sun rises, the bird sings, the air feels warmer; Yunho opens his eyes slowly from his long curious nightmare. He sighs as the lid goes up as he starts to realize the things around him and getting more consciousness. He gets up slowly, bending himself a bit, relaxing his muscle. A soft knock is heard. Yunho smiles, knowing who comes in the next second without the need to turn back even though he thinks it is a bit too early than usual. “Yes come in, please.”
He swings his body further to left and right as he waits for him to walk in. The door cracks open slowly, too slowly that Yunho thought he is bringing something. “You know,” he said slowly as he is about to turn back. “You cannot bring my breakfast to my room Yo--” he stops abruptly as he realizes who is actually standing in front of him.
Princess Ji Hyeon stands right in front of the open door, blushingly and bends quickly as she meets his eyes. “I’m very sorry to come so early, I just want to tell you that my dad, Lord Kim is not having breakfast together with us, well he is so sorry about that, therefore you can have your breakfast inside your room, I mean, if you want to.” she said in such a quick speed that it takes Yunho few minutes to get what she really means. Her face is as red as tomato.
“Oh, please do not worry about me. I’m just a visitor, please don’t treat me specially, my princess. And I’m so sorry I am not prepared well to meet you.” he bends politely.
Ji Hyeon quickly shakes her head. “Oh no no, no, I’m the one who is very sorry about this. I should have come later. Well, please excuse me. I will have someone to bring your breakfast as soon as you are feeling to have it.” she smiles hesitantly, still with her boiling hot face as she leaves soon.
Yunho frowns. Oh well, without breakfast together, I would not be able to meet those green eyes of her. Then, he sighs.
He get ready not too long after that, as another soft knock is heard. This time, it is sure YongHon is the one who is knocking. “Yes, come in.” he says slowly as he walks into the bathroom to final check his appearance. “Do you have my breakfast?” he speaks louder as they are quite far apart, still without turning back to face him.
“Yes, Prince.”
Yunho stops his hand to move for a second. He doesn’t recognize the owner of the voice and he knows it clearly it is not YongHon. But seconds later he arches a perfect one brow. Maybe other maid, what a nice voice.
It takes him few minutes to make sure everything is perfect and he walks out from the bathroom. He steps out to the room, moving slowly toward the multi-use oak table behind the wall separating his bed and the entire room.
“Thank Y--” again, he is too surprised to talk. He stands still for a full minute.
Her perfect lips moves into curves, she smiled.
Yunho snaps himself quickly. “Good morning, my young lady. Please forgive me for not noticing your presence.” he quickly bows his head down.
She smiles again, shaking her head.
“You have the most beautiful voice I’ve ever heard, even more than I have imagined.”
She blushes, turning her head aside to the window. She reaches over the pocket, pulling out a white note as she turns back and captures YoonHo’s eyes perfectly. She moves to the desk as she starts writing. When she finishes, she smiles again and hands it slowly to YoonHo.
YoonHo stretches his hand willfully as he reaches Jae’s soft and cold hand. He flips it open with the other hand while he holds Jae’s hand with the other one.
I hope you enjoy your breakfast. Please excuse me.
-was written in the note. YoonHo grabs her hand abruptly as he can feel she is loosening it.
“Why don’t you talk to me face to face? Do you really have to leave so soon?”
Jae made a face. She moves closer to YoonHo to reach the note and takes it back. He writes again.
I do have to leave soon; I just come to bring your breakfast for you. Please enjoy your breakfast. I have to excuse myself.
YoonHo sighs. “Please, my lady, talk to me. We are so close yet you make it as if we are so far.”
Jaejoong looks at him with her dazzling green eyes. YoonHo, not missing any second, return the same intense look. They stand still, looking at each other with different emotion shown in their own eyes. Jaejoong gives up first. She looks away, pulling her hand from YoonHo while the other trying to keep it there but not in force. Her hand slips over YoonHo’s, as she parts her lips, wanting to say something but he does not. YoonHo waits patiently, have not leaved her eyes since the beginning. She smiles lightly, bows down and turns away.
“Lady,” YoonHo speaks. She stops. She turns back. “Please?”
Jaejoong looks at him once again. Not too long this time, she shakes her head.
“But why? You’ve spoken just now. What’s the difference? You wouldn’t really mean to just let me hear your voices not so clear and having it as my only memory of your voice right?”
Jaejoong looks hesitate.
“Please? One more sentence?”
She seems considering.
“Just one?”
She arches her brow slightly. “Please, do not ever mention that I spoke to you.” she said slowly and she smiles.
YoonHo grins. “You have my word, angel.”
She turns to walk out before YoonHo stops her again.
“Will you ever talk to me again?” he asks hesitantly.
She didn’t turn back this time. She stops for a while, thinking. “Maybe not. I’m actually passing the safe zone now. Please forgive me, please forget about what happened this morning.” she said softly, but YoonHo can capture the sadness inside it as she keeps walking out without ever turning back again.
YoonHo wants to hold her, but she has gone out, so he stares blankly for a minute before he turns to his breakfast. She is keeping herself away from me, why?
WHY, angel?
***
Jaejoong runs into his room quickly, not wanting anyone to notice his appearance. He has completely off the zone when he blurted out his voice from the very first. Kim Jaejoong, what a fatal mistake you have done! You’re just simply put the breakfast tray there and left! What is wrong with you??
A frustrate sigh escape as he sits down to the soft bed. He regrets how he is unable to stop himself now to not reply to that gorgeous voice of Yunho. He hates himself when things go over control and his perfect mask is no longer perfect.
I’m so sorry Ji Hyeon... I might have fallen in lo-he stops. He is too afraid to continue whatever inside his mind now. No you are not. No, No. No you can’t. You just CANNOT Jaejoong, he whispered to himself.
Forget it.
Forget it.
Yes, forget about him. Forget about everything since he came into your life.
He is meant for Ji Hyeon. Not you!
*End of Chapter 4*
A/N:this is written by my friend...
hope you enjoy it...
after this, i'll be writing it till end..^^;
Pairing: YoonJae
Other casts: Kim HanSeon, Kim sisters (YooJin, HeeSeon, SeoHee, YoungJin, OkMi, MiSook, SeokJin, JiHyeon)
Rating: NC-17
Genre: romance, medieval era (aristocratic)
Warning: crossdressing Jae..
Summary: "I want to know you..angel..I love you..despite those facts..."
prologue
chapter 1
chapter 2
chapter 3
Chapter 4
A beautiful figure moves along the corridor elegantly as she swings slowly to the side while she walks into her room. She is indeed as beautiful as one will ever see throughout his life time. At least, Prince Jung Yunho agrees about that point. She passes slowly her younger sister’s room while her eyes glance over the ajar door but she does not stop. She reaches through the corner of the hall, turning toward the opposite direction and stops in front of the wall. She looks over her shoulder, making sure no one is around and push one of the brick from the left bottom part a little bit. The wall moves in abruptly but silently, leaving a gap of half a meter, waiting eagerly to welcome who it has thought will come in. Jaejoong slides his ideal figure easily into it, entering another room and close it.
The room is big enough to be considered as another small house for a middle-class man. He snaps off his gown easily, leaving it on the floor while he get changed into a simple training suits which he feels very comfortable with while he is filling all his private time as a man. He smiles as he stretches his hands and legs. He always feels happy when he can finally become himself, well, not that he hates to become a princess, but he just enjoys more when he becomes himself rather than pretending to be a perfectly gorgeous mute princess in front of the world. What he usually does within his own “private” time is doing martial arts, relaxing, and singing. He loves to sing. The hardest part to be a mute is when he is so tempted to sing when he is playing piano. Well, it used to be that way. Not anymore, when Prince Jung YoonHo comes into his life.
Jaejoong glances over the small window while his mind flies back to the little happy moment he just had. It took a lot of courage from himself to actually be initiative to send the message. He has never done that before to any other people. He, himself is so eager to have conversation with him. It is just unfortunate that he cannot talk in front of him when he thought that Yunho does not know about him being not mute at all. He smiles lightly as he recalls YoonHo’s calligraphic writings and his sweet words. It would have been so great if only he is not meant for Ji Hyeon. A sigh escaped from his cherry lips.
Jaejoong shakes his head lightly. Even if he is not meant for him, there is no way in this world; the prince will accept him as a ‘he’.
He walks toward the other room, letting himself to let YoonHo escape from his mind. The door swings open in force as he is concentrating on doing the ritual. He punches the air hardly, draining out his energy to train himself further.
***
As the sun rises, the bird sings, the air feels warmer; Yunho opens his eyes slowly from his long curious nightmare. He sighs as the lid goes up as he starts to realize the things around him and getting more consciousness. He gets up slowly, bending himself a bit, relaxing his muscle. A soft knock is heard. Yunho smiles, knowing who comes in the next second without the need to turn back even though he thinks it is a bit too early than usual. “Yes come in, please.”
He swings his body further to left and right as he waits for him to walk in. The door cracks open slowly, too slowly that Yunho thought he is bringing something. “You know,” he said slowly as he is about to turn back. “You cannot bring my breakfast to my room Yo--” he stops abruptly as he realizes who is actually standing in front of him.
Princess Ji Hyeon stands right in front of the open door, blushingly and bends quickly as she meets his eyes. “I’m very sorry to come so early, I just want to tell you that my dad, Lord Kim is not having breakfast together with us, well he is so sorry about that, therefore you can have your breakfast inside your room, I mean, if you want to.” she said in such a quick speed that it takes Yunho few minutes to get what she really means. Her face is as red as tomato.
“Oh, please do not worry about me. I’m just a visitor, please don’t treat me specially, my princess. And I’m so sorry I am not prepared well to meet you.” he bends politely.
Ji Hyeon quickly shakes her head. “Oh no no, no, I’m the one who is very sorry about this. I should have come later. Well, please excuse me. I will have someone to bring your breakfast as soon as you are feeling to have it.” she smiles hesitantly, still with her boiling hot face as she leaves soon.
Yunho frowns. Oh well, without breakfast together, I would not be able to meet those green eyes of her. Then, he sighs.
He get ready not too long after that, as another soft knock is heard. This time, it is sure YongHon is the one who is knocking. “Yes, come in.” he says slowly as he walks into the bathroom to final check his appearance. “Do you have my breakfast?” he speaks louder as they are quite far apart, still without turning back to face him.
“Yes, Prince.”
Yunho stops his hand to move for a second. He doesn’t recognize the owner of the voice and he knows it clearly it is not YongHon. But seconds later he arches a perfect one brow. Maybe other maid, what a nice voice.
It takes him few minutes to make sure everything is perfect and he walks out from the bathroom. He steps out to the room, moving slowly toward the multi-use oak table behind the wall separating his bed and the entire room.
“Thank Y--” again, he is too surprised to talk. He stands still for a full minute.
Her perfect lips moves into curves, she smiled.
Yunho snaps himself quickly. “Good morning, my young lady. Please forgive me for not noticing your presence.” he quickly bows his head down.
She smiles again, shaking her head.
“You have the most beautiful voice I’ve ever heard, even more than I have imagined.”
She blushes, turning her head aside to the window. She reaches over the pocket, pulling out a white note as she turns back and captures YoonHo’s eyes perfectly. She moves to the desk as she starts writing. When she finishes, she smiles again and hands it slowly to YoonHo.
YoonHo stretches his hand willfully as he reaches Jae’s soft and cold hand. He flips it open with the other hand while he holds Jae’s hand with the other one.
I hope you enjoy your breakfast. Please excuse me.
-was written in the note. YoonHo grabs her hand abruptly as he can feel she is loosening it.
“Why don’t you talk to me face to face? Do you really have to leave so soon?”
Jae made a face. She moves closer to YoonHo to reach the note and takes it back. He writes again.
I do have to leave soon; I just come to bring your breakfast for you. Please enjoy your breakfast. I have to excuse myself.
YoonHo sighs. “Please, my lady, talk to me. We are so close yet you make it as if we are so far.”
Jaejoong looks at him with her dazzling green eyes. YoonHo, not missing any second, return the same intense look. They stand still, looking at each other with different emotion shown in their own eyes. Jaejoong gives up first. She looks away, pulling her hand from YoonHo while the other trying to keep it there but not in force. Her hand slips over YoonHo’s, as she parts her lips, wanting to say something but he does not. YoonHo waits patiently, have not leaved her eyes since the beginning. She smiles lightly, bows down and turns away.
“Lady,” YoonHo speaks. She stops. She turns back. “Please?”
Jaejoong looks at him once again. Not too long this time, she shakes her head.
“But why? You’ve spoken just now. What’s the difference? You wouldn’t really mean to just let me hear your voices not so clear and having it as my only memory of your voice right?”
Jaejoong looks hesitate.
“Please? One more sentence?”
She seems considering.
“Just one?”
She arches her brow slightly. “Please, do not ever mention that I spoke to you.” she said slowly and she smiles.
YoonHo grins. “You have my word, angel.”
She turns to walk out before YoonHo stops her again.
“Will you ever talk to me again?” he asks hesitantly.
She didn’t turn back this time. She stops for a while, thinking. “Maybe not. I’m actually passing the safe zone now. Please forgive me, please forget about what happened this morning.” she said softly, but YoonHo can capture the sadness inside it as she keeps walking out without ever turning back again.
YoonHo wants to hold her, but she has gone out, so he stares blankly for a minute before he turns to his breakfast. She is keeping herself away from me, why?
WHY, angel?
***
Jaejoong runs into his room quickly, not wanting anyone to notice his appearance. He has completely off the zone when he blurted out his voice from the very first. Kim Jaejoong, what a fatal mistake you have done! You’re just simply put the breakfast tray there and left! What is wrong with you??
A frustrate sigh escape as he sits down to the soft bed. He regrets how he is unable to stop himself now to not reply to that gorgeous voice of Yunho. He hates himself when things go over control and his perfect mask is no longer perfect.
I’m so sorry Ji Hyeon... I might have fallen in lo-he stops. He is too afraid to continue whatever inside his mind now. No you are not. No, No. No you can’t. You just CANNOT Jaejoong, he whispered to himself.
Forget it.
Forget it.
Yes, forget about him. Forget about everything since he came into your life.
He is meant for Ji Hyeon. Not you!
*End of Chapter 4*
A/N:this is written by my friend...
hope you enjoy it...
after this, i'll be writing it till end..^^;