Heart2Heart - Chapter 1
Title: Heart2Heart
Author: starry1
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Jae7en, ultimate Yunjae, DBSK
Length: Chaptered
Warning: May turn into NC-17 (f-locked) later in the chapters
Note: I do not own any of the characters in this story...well maybe in my dreams^^
Summary: Does he have the will to hold on to the special gift he'd been blessed with only to let it slip away from his grasp, or will he bow down to the fates and let it lead his heart away from the object of his affection yet again...
Chapter 1
Jaejoong was feeling peckish, to put it mildly since they started shooting 3 hours ago. A few wary looks were thrown his way but he chose to ignore them. He turned into his cold self again so no one even dared to get close to him. A brave soul tried once but got blasted by the sudden iciness coming from this beautiful creature. A glimpse of steel hiding underneath the dark long lashes.
His irritability was due to one sole reason and that reason was slowly making his way towards Jaejoong. He eyed the other from the corner of his clear brown orbs and jerked slightly when a firm grasp immobilised him sensing that he would instantly move out of reach.
'Jae what's wrong? You nearly bit the head off the new stylist just now, she's still trembling in fear.'
'Wrong? Nothing's wrong...' he answered levelly turning his head away not trusting himself to look into Yunho's eyes. Standing tall, towering over Jaejoong, Yunho felt his arms stiffen.
Angling his head he tried to peer at Jaejoong's face but to no avail. The other man has been averting his eyes whenever Yunho tried to talk to him. Yunho missed the way Jaejoong looked up at him with those big doe eyes often openly reflecting his inner feelings to the leader.
'I know you Jae, something is definitely up. Is this about last night?' He felt the other tensed even more at the question. Last night being when Jaejoong finally got the courage to tell Yunho that he truly cares for him.
Jaejoong was tugging hard at his arm by now. 'Let go Yunho. I mean it.' Jaejoong was hissing under his breath, his eyes full of anger and regretfully Yunho saw...hurt.
Yunho released him afraid of making a scene as a few of the crew members were already starting to get interested in the pair's tensed looks. He turned but Jaejoong already slipped away, back straight, fists glued to his sides.
'I'm sorry..' was all that he could muster hoping Jaejoong heard him.
'I'm sorry..' he didn't stop at the sound of the deep voice, fearing the tears he so valiantly held back with all his might will start to fall.
Yunho stood perfectly still watching Jaejoong's retreating form slowly enveloped in the dim background and felt complete darkness pressing all around him.
Jaejoong was exhausted! He hadn't been able to close his eyes peacefully for 3 nights straight and the weariness finally caught up with him. Kneading the tired muscles around his neck and shoulders, he exhaled a long sigh. Nudging his fingers aside, warm and strong hands replaced them pressing down on his pressure points, gently coaxing him to relax.
Hmm Yunho has such great hands.. he smiled inwardly his heavy eyes slowly drifting shut. Yunho....sigh. Wait! Yunho? Yunho?.. suddenly Jaejoong jumped.
'What...', he turned abruptly coming face to face with a strong muscled chest he knew all too well. He pulled himself out of the chair and brushed hurriedly past the leader.
'Jae wait!' his hands already reaching for the man. Jaejoong stopped, looking over his shoulder shaking his head slowly,
'Just let it go..' then promptly walked over to the waiting director.
Finally it hit Yunho how Jaejoong must have felt when he walked away that day. Being on the receiving side of things these past few days, Yunho felt regret upon regret for letting Jaejoong down. Watching Jaejoong pulling away from him every time... hurts. All those times when he came to Yunho resulting in him being pushed away time and time again. The hurt looks quickly veiled by the curtain of silky black hair falling down covering his eyes.
'Damn..' Yunho's temple began to throb painfully.
Far in the reaches of his mind he knew what he had been denying all along. Jaejoong had undeniably imprinted himself inside his heart and now his whole being is aching. Aching for Jaejoong. Yunho straightened. Rather than living a hard life without Jaejoong it was far better living a hard life with Jaejoong.
Looking over at Jaejoong quietly talking to the burly director oblivious to his inner turmoil, Yunho lets his eyes wander at the beautiful big round eyes, which always held warmth for him.. red luscious lips, reminding him of succelent cherries in summer.. skin pale and smooth, perfect for lazy gliding of fingers... and a body..yes that body which fits like a mold in the circle of his arms, giving him strength and undying support whenever he felt lost...
This is one of those times in his life where he was absolutely sure of what he wanted.
It was Kim Jaejoong.
Tonight... Yunho thought to himself... tonight..