Rest Your Head on Me..
pairing: YoonJae
genre: fluffu..?
length: oneshot
When you feel things being so much done,
Rest your head on me
It was 4 in the morning when JaeJoong had just came home from his shooting schedule and like he's always, doing umma's things again. But before, he had the urged to fill his dry throat with something's fresh. He walked to the kitchen and take a look if anything had missplaced or maybe any oil splatters or such, but no. It's qiute tidy. As he drinks, he saw four emptied mugs in the sink, but no plates unwashed. He frowned as he thought that maybe others hadn't had their dinner yet. He could guess from the schedule they must've just get home 2-3 hours ago. He washes the glasses and put it soundlessly on the place that it had before. As he walked to the 'fun room' (which they finally called it), he sighed at the scene; a blue-white stripes blanket (ChangMin's one) covered half part of the couch, with one pilow on it, another on the floor near the Wii, and the last one near the DVD box container titled 'Last Present' and crumpled tissues over several part of the floor (he consider these are YuCheon's and JunSoo's) 'This is my home sweet home' he mumbles to himself.
He folded the blanket neatly and put it on one of the corner so then he can gives it to ChangMin later, picked the pillows and arranged those nicely on the couch. He tidy ups the condo.
He feels tired himself, but remembers when he's not alone mades him wants to do more for them, wants to spent mor time laughing with the members,and wants to thanks to the fans together with the youngers. He took the blanket and walk towards the youngest room, opens the door slowly, nearly inaudibly as if afraid to wakes the others. His smile grew softer at the youngest sleeping habit. He unfolded the blanket before put it to covers the owner's body.
"Hyeong....Jjajangmyun for lunch..." the youngest start to sleep-talking again, get a chuckle from JaeJoong. He sometimes thought that his dongsaeng just thinking too much while they're talking.
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It's been almost an hour he tries to find comforts himself but he failed. He finally gives up and walks to the balcony, waiting for the sun rise. JaeJoong sighs wholeheartedly at everything he'd done. Being an umma was not easy as just sing your soul out, not that sing as easy but it's just more than it, and he feels more satisfied as ever to see everythings done as much as he wanted to be. He felt acomplished.
But he can't rests his head anywhere he tried to, even on his own bed, beside the leader. He has tried to lay down on the couch but he feels that his head doesn't belongs there, on the fluffy cushion. He gives up thinking to where should he rested his tired head and smiles at the coming sunrise.
Suddenly fingers slip between his, squeezing his palm while the other arm circling his shoulder softly. This touches felt familiar and calming, it's YoonHo's.
"Why haven't you sleep..?" YoonHo breathes through the eldest's ear.
""I can't.." He pulls the hand from his shoulder and untangled the fingers to face the tanned male. "Just go back to sleep, YoonHo yah..I'll be fine.." his small fingers touched the other on his cheek.
YoonHo leans down to gives a morning kiss. "You should too, Jae..we still have 4 more hours to rest .." he took JaeJoong's palm and entwined his fingers once again before dragging the older inside.
They fall on the softness of beige velvet couch, tumbled legs and arms together, fingers still entangled. "You're being umma again, don't you.." YoonHo looks around the living room and found it tidy as before. "You shouldn't-"
"It's okay Yunnie yah..I'm happy doing all of this.."
"But you don't have to..Boo, I know you're tired-we know..." he cupped JaeJoong's face and leans down once again to nibbles softly on his upper lips, and kissed a little bit deeper but still as innocent as it is.
YoonHo unlocks his fingers and moves his hand to reaches the other's head, pulls him to rest on his chest. "Don't think to much..you've done much already..just sleep.."
"Are you okay, Yunnie..? Your heart beats too fast.." JaeJoong hears the thumping sounds inside the leader's chest grows faster then he puts his palm to reassure.
"It's because of you.." the leader's cheeks flush red.
"Wae..?" JaeJoong looks up and caught him unguard.
"Because my heart is beating for you.." YoonHo smiled lovingly at the beauty.
JaeJoong gigles "Leader-sshi is being mushy again.."
"It's true Joongie yah..since I met you.." it's JaeJoong now who blushes.
"Now sleep..I'll wake you up an hour earlier to get ready and...cook.." YoonHo frowned. He hate himself for not being able to cook as good as JaeJoong, so the older doesn't have to cook everyday.
"I love to cook..don't make it sounds horrible, Yunnie-"
"Sussh..I know..just sleep.." he runs his fingers, stroking the raven locks of beauty who rested on his chest.
Eyelids slowly fall down to close, as the rhythm of the heartbeats sings a lullaby for the beautiful singer. He kiss the broad chest and mumbles "gomawo Yunnie yah.."
"Anytime, Boo.." he kissed the crown of the beauty's head.
In a split seconds, he finally found the perfect place to rest his tired head-on his lover's chest.
genre: fluffu..?
length: oneshot
When you feel things being so much done,
Rest your head on me
It was 4 in the morning when JaeJoong had just came home from his shooting schedule and like he's always, doing umma's things again. But before, he had the urged to fill his dry throat with something's fresh. He walked to the kitchen and take a look if anything had missplaced or maybe any oil splatters or such, but no. It's qiute tidy. As he drinks, he saw four emptied mugs in the sink, but no plates unwashed. He frowned as he thought that maybe others hadn't had their dinner yet. He could guess from the schedule they must've just get home 2-3 hours ago. He washes the glasses and put it soundlessly on the place that it had before. As he walked to the 'fun room' (which they finally called it), he sighed at the scene; a blue-white stripes blanket (ChangMin's one) covered half part of the couch, with one pilow on it, another on the floor near the Wii, and the last one near the DVD box container titled 'Last Present' and crumpled tissues over several part of the floor (he consider these are YuCheon's and JunSoo's) 'This is my home sweet home' he mumbles to himself.
He folded the blanket neatly and put it on one of the corner so then he can gives it to ChangMin later, picked the pillows and arranged those nicely on the couch. He tidy ups the condo.
He feels tired himself, but remembers when he's not alone mades him wants to do more for them, wants to spent mor time laughing with the members,and wants to thanks to the fans together with the youngers. He took the blanket and walk towards the youngest room, opens the door slowly, nearly inaudibly as if afraid to wakes the others. His smile grew softer at the youngest sleeping habit. He unfolded the blanket before put it to covers the owner's body.
"Hyeong....Jjajangmyun for lunch..." the youngest start to sleep-talking again, get a chuckle from JaeJoong. He sometimes thought that his dongsaeng just thinking too much while they're talking.
----------
It's been almost an hour he tries to find comforts himself but he failed. He finally gives up and walks to the balcony, waiting for the sun rise. JaeJoong sighs wholeheartedly at everything he'd done. Being an umma was not easy as just sing your soul out, not that sing as easy but it's just more than it, and he feels more satisfied as ever to see everythings done as much as he wanted to be. He felt acomplished.
But he can't rests his head anywhere he tried to, even on his own bed, beside the leader. He has tried to lay down on the couch but he feels that his head doesn't belongs there, on the fluffy cushion. He gives up thinking to where should he rested his tired head and smiles at the coming sunrise.
Suddenly fingers slip between his, squeezing his palm while the other arm circling his shoulder softly. This touches felt familiar and calming, it's YoonHo's.
"Why haven't you sleep..?" YoonHo breathes through the eldest's ear.
""I can't.." He pulls the hand from his shoulder and untangled the fingers to face the tanned male. "Just go back to sleep, YoonHo yah..I'll be fine.." his small fingers touched the other on his cheek.
YoonHo leans down to gives a morning kiss. "You should too, Jae..we still have 4 more hours to rest .." he took JaeJoong's palm and entwined his fingers once again before dragging the older inside.
They fall on the softness of beige velvet couch, tumbled legs and arms together, fingers still entangled. "You're being umma again, don't you.." YoonHo looks around the living room and found it tidy as before. "You shouldn't-"
"It's okay Yunnie yah..I'm happy doing all of this.."
"But you don't have to..Boo, I know you're tired-we know..." he cupped JaeJoong's face and leans down once again to nibbles softly on his upper lips, and kissed a little bit deeper but still as innocent as it is.
YoonHo unlocks his fingers and moves his hand to reaches the other's head, pulls him to rest on his chest. "Don't think to much..you've done much already..just sleep.."
"Are you okay, Yunnie..? Your heart beats too fast.." JaeJoong hears the thumping sounds inside the leader's chest grows faster then he puts his palm to reassure.
"It's because of you.." the leader's cheeks flush red.
"Wae..?" JaeJoong looks up and caught him unguard.
"Because my heart is beating for you.." YoonHo smiled lovingly at the beauty.
JaeJoong gigles "Leader-sshi is being mushy again.."
"It's true Joongie yah..since I met you.." it's JaeJoong now who blushes.
"Now sleep..I'll wake you up an hour earlier to get ready and...cook.." YoonHo frowned. He hate himself for not being able to cook as good as JaeJoong, so the older doesn't have to cook everyday.
"I love to cook..don't make it sounds horrible, Yunnie-"
"Sussh..I know..just sleep.." he runs his fingers, stroking the raven locks of beauty who rested on his chest.
Eyelids slowly fall down to close, as the rhythm of the heartbeats sings a lullaby for the beautiful singer. He kiss the broad chest and mumbles "gomawo Yunnie yah.."
"Anytime, Boo.." he kissed the crown of the beauty's head.
In a split seconds, he finally found the perfect place to rest his tired head-on his lover's chest.