This Love. - Chapter Three
Length: 15 chapters? (Give or take)
Rating: Some adult content (Not very explicit)
Brief: Jaejoong runs his own business. Yunho is married. You mix those two up and you end up with a cheating, disloyal husband and a broken hearted man. What goes through these two minds are completely different; yet they have one goal, satisfying their thirst for sex.
A/N: The summary might be slightly inaccurate; I’m never good with those-__-
Chapter Three:
Jaejoong waited, just like he did every evening over the past three weeks. It was six ‘o clock. He hoped, maybe Yunho would come back, even after that night. He had desperately wished that what he said to him hadn’t driven the man away. Jaejoong had decided days after his confession, to stop loving him and chasing after his foolish dream. He had to stop.
But he gave up doing that just hours later. He couldn’t deny his feelings, his heart. And Jaejoong needed Yunho so much; he did not care if Yunho didn’t return the feelings he had for him. He needed him back; he needed to feel his warmth against his skin. He needed him inside of him.
But Yunho had not returned. Jaejoong refused to make appointments with his other customers after six. He cleared out his working hours for the night, just in case that one person came back without notifying him. Jaejoong spent every night lying on his bed staring at the ceiling and constantly looking outside the window, to see if a familiar figure had entered the building.
But Yunho had not returned.
Jaejoong couldn’t call him either, nor was he able to check up on the man. He didn’t know his address, or phone number; Yunho had always hid his number when he called. The man had his number and address and could’ve called or stopped by…he had yet to do one or the other.
Did he piss the man off?
Did Yunho find it disgusting that a worthless slut like him had uttered the three words that he never wanted to hear?
What happened to this man?
It was nine o’ clock. Jaejoong had convinced himself that Yunho would not be coming back tonight, or even forever.
‘Am I hoping for too much?’ he wondered.
“Yun…” he pressed his palm against the cool window, watching the city below him, “You’re not coming back right?”
Jaejoong wanted Yunho to reply, he wanted to hear his voice again. His calm, soothing voice….
Of course, nothing else but silence had answered his question. He knew this wasn’t the first night he had to endure the absence of the man’s familiar scent, but this was indeed the first night that he felt….so, unbearably lonely. He needed someone to come, someone that was able to fill the emptiness of this cold apartment, and definitely not those who had come regularly. He didn’t want that, those people didn’t give a crap about what he was going through. He needed someone real, someone to comfort his aching heart.
And luckily, he did have that someone other than Yunho. He picked up his phone and dialed the number in which of course, he remembered by heart.
“Hello?”
“…Min?”
“Joongie?”
“Yes.”
“Oh, hi! Is there something wrong?”
“Is your shift over?”
“Um, just about done, why?”
“Would you mind coming over? I…feel that I need some company right now.”
“Sure, see you in fifteen.”
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“Yah…Jaejoong. You need to remember to lock your door next time.” A generous voice cut through the air.
“Changmin…” Jaejoong lifted his head and look at the tall man standing before him.
“Hyung…why are you drinking? You rarely drink this much.” Changmin looked at the empty soju bottles sitting on the kitchen counter.
“Min…” Jaejoong looked at him. Changmin saw the trails of tears that had dried up, he looked like a wreck.
“What happened to you? Is it one of those bastards? Tell me, Jae and I’ll gladly beat the shit out of them.” He took a seat across from Jaejoong, hands resting on the table.
“No, Min. I…I’m in love.”
His eyes widened. “W-what?” How was Jaejoong able to fall in love? When did meet someone new?
“He’s one, or used to be one of my regulars. Yunho’s married, and…and I think he’s not coming back after I told him my feelings.” Fresh tears brewed in his eyes, he buried himself in his hands, covering his face.
Changmin sat very still, watching the man cry, his shoulders violently shaking up and down. He searched for words in his mind, trying to think of what to say.
“And…how are you sure he’s not coming back? “
“He..he hasn’t been back for weeks.” Jaejoong grabbed a tissue from the box sitting next to him and blew hard.
“Maybe he needs time to adjust his feelings.” Changmin suggested.
“He’s married! He already has someone else in his heart...”
“Not true, then why had he come to you at all? If he loved his wife?”
Jaejoong didn’t want Changmin to win the argument; it would only give him false hope that would then crush him later on. “He made it perfectly clear that he didn’t want anything to do with me that night.”
“Well...I’m no counselor, but forget about him. He’s a disloyal husband and a cheater. He isn’t a good person.”
“Yunho isn’t like that, you don’t know him.”
“You don’t know him either.”
Jaejoong grew silent for a few minutes, thinking of what Changmin had just said. ‘He’s right. I don’t know him.’ And he felt worst because of that, he didn’t understand Yunho at all.
“Min…can I borrow your shoulder?” he cried.
Changmin walked over and held out his arms, which Jaejoong had fallen into, burying his face into the other’s neck. He felt the wet tears seep through the thin fabric of his shirt.
“Min…you love me right?” Jaejoong asked with a muffled voice.
“Of course Jae, you know that. And I’ll always be there for you, you can count on that.” he rubbed the male’s back reassuringly.
“Min…” Jaejoong lifted his head and stared into the other’s eyes. His eyelids fluttered as he leaned in slightly closer.
Changmin shifted his feet a bit and started to feel uncomfortable under his intense gaze. ‘Why is he-’
“Mhph!!!!” Jaejoong had kissed him without warning.
Changmin staggered backwards, trying to pull the man away from him; but Jaejoong only threw his arms around him, pulling him even closer. He had to admit it felt surprisingly good, but he couldn’t let him do this.
“What are you doing?!” he squeaked in shock after he managed to pry the man off him.
Jaejoong hung his head low, ashamed of what he had just did. “Y-you said you loved me…”
“Jaejoong, I think you’re smart enough to understand what I meant by that. We’re step brothers, we’re practically related!! And you know you don’t love me that way either. You’re confused.” He scolded.
“I-I’m sorry.”
“Apology accepted. You can’t use me to make yourself feel better. I can’t replace him, and you know that.”
“I understand.”
“Just…try to get over it okay? I’ll be here, just call me if you need.” Changmin softened the tone in his voice. He wrapped his arms around the smaller man and pecked his forehead lightly.
“You’ll be okay, hyung.”
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Short Update.
I recently found this gif of Yoon Ji kissing/performing cpr on Yunho in 'Heading to the Ground' by nellojnkeis. I almost fainted from it, but I'm not sure if that was a good thing><. It just played over and over and over....
Rating: Some adult content (Not very explicit)
Brief: Jaejoong runs his own business. Yunho is married. You mix those two up and you end up with a cheating, disloyal husband and a broken hearted man. What goes through these two minds are completely different; yet they have one goal, satisfying their thirst for sex.
A/N: The summary might be slightly inaccurate; I’m never good with those-__-
Chapter Three:
Jaejoong waited, just like he did every evening over the past three weeks. It was six ‘o clock. He hoped, maybe Yunho would come back, even after that night. He had desperately wished that what he said to him hadn’t driven the man away. Jaejoong had decided days after his confession, to stop loving him and chasing after his foolish dream. He had to stop.
But he gave up doing that just hours later. He couldn’t deny his feelings, his heart. And Jaejoong needed Yunho so much; he did not care if Yunho didn’t return the feelings he had for him. He needed him back; he needed to feel his warmth against his skin. He needed him inside of him.
But Yunho had not returned. Jaejoong refused to make appointments with his other customers after six. He cleared out his working hours for the night, just in case that one person came back without notifying him. Jaejoong spent every night lying on his bed staring at the ceiling and constantly looking outside the window, to see if a familiar figure had entered the building.
But Yunho had not returned.
Jaejoong couldn’t call him either, nor was he able to check up on the man. He didn’t know his address, or phone number; Yunho had always hid his number when he called. The man had his number and address and could’ve called or stopped by…he had yet to do one or the other.
Did he piss the man off?
Did Yunho find it disgusting that a worthless slut like him had uttered the three words that he never wanted to hear?
What happened to this man?
It was nine o’ clock. Jaejoong had convinced himself that Yunho would not be coming back tonight, or even forever.
‘Am I hoping for too much?’ he wondered.
“Yun…” he pressed his palm against the cool window, watching the city below him, “You’re not coming back right?”
Jaejoong wanted Yunho to reply, he wanted to hear his voice again. His calm, soothing voice….
Of course, nothing else but silence had answered his question. He knew this wasn’t the first night he had to endure the absence of the man’s familiar scent, but this was indeed the first night that he felt….so, unbearably lonely. He needed someone to come, someone that was able to fill the emptiness of this cold apartment, and definitely not those who had come regularly. He didn’t want that, those people didn’t give a crap about what he was going through. He needed someone real, someone to comfort his aching heart.
And luckily, he did have that someone other than Yunho. He picked up his phone and dialed the number in which of course, he remembered by heart.
“Hello?”
“…Min?”
“Joongie?”
“Yes.”
“Oh, hi! Is there something wrong?”
“Is your shift over?”
“Um, just about done, why?”
“Would you mind coming over? I…feel that I need some company right now.”
“Sure, see you in fifteen.”
----------
“Yah…Jaejoong. You need to remember to lock your door next time.” A generous voice cut through the air.
“Changmin…” Jaejoong lifted his head and look at the tall man standing before him.
“Hyung…why are you drinking? You rarely drink this much.” Changmin looked at the empty soju bottles sitting on the kitchen counter.
“Min…” Jaejoong looked at him. Changmin saw the trails of tears that had dried up, he looked like a wreck.
“What happened to you? Is it one of those bastards? Tell me, Jae and I’ll gladly beat the shit out of them.” He took a seat across from Jaejoong, hands resting on the table.
“No, Min. I…I’m in love.”
His eyes widened. “W-what?” How was Jaejoong able to fall in love? When did meet someone new?
“He’s one, or used to be one of my regulars. Yunho’s married, and…and I think he’s not coming back after I told him my feelings.” Fresh tears brewed in his eyes, he buried himself in his hands, covering his face.
Changmin sat very still, watching the man cry, his shoulders violently shaking up and down. He searched for words in his mind, trying to think of what to say.
“And…how are you sure he’s not coming back? “
“He..he hasn’t been back for weeks.” Jaejoong grabbed a tissue from the box sitting next to him and blew hard.
“Maybe he needs time to adjust his feelings.” Changmin suggested.
“He’s married! He already has someone else in his heart...”
“Not true, then why had he come to you at all? If he loved his wife?”
Jaejoong didn’t want Changmin to win the argument; it would only give him false hope that would then crush him later on. “He made it perfectly clear that he didn’t want anything to do with me that night.”
“Well...I’m no counselor, but forget about him. He’s a disloyal husband and a cheater. He isn’t a good person.”
“Yunho isn’t like that, you don’t know him.”
“You don’t know him either.”
Jaejoong grew silent for a few minutes, thinking of what Changmin had just said. ‘He’s right. I don’t know him.’ And he felt worst because of that, he didn’t understand Yunho at all.
“Min…can I borrow your shoulder?” he cried.
Changmin walked over and held out his arms, which Jaejoong had fallen into, burying his face into the other’s neck. He felt the wet tears seep through the thin fabric of his shirt.
“Min…you love me right?” Jaejoong asked with a muffled voice.
“Of course Jae, you know that. And I’ll always be there for you, you can count on that.” he rubbed the male’s back reassuringly.
“Min…” Jaejoong lifted his head and stared into the other’s eyes. His eyelids fluttered as he leaned in slightly closer.
Changmin shifted his feet a bit and started to feel uncomfortable under his intense gaze. ‘Why is he-’
“Mhph!!!!” Jaejoong had kissed him without warning.
Changmin staggered backwards, trying to pull the man away from him; but Jaejoong only threw his arms around him, pulling him even closer. He had to admit it felt surprisingly good, but he couldn’t let him do this.
“What are you doing?!” he squeaked in shock after he managed to pry the man off him.
Jaejoong hung his head low, ashamed of what he had just did. “Y-you said you loved me…”
“Jaejoong, I think you’re smart enough to understand what I meant by that. We’re step brothers, we’re practically related!! And you know you don’t love me that way either. You’re confused.” He scolded.
“I-I’m sorry.”
“Apology accepted. You can’t use me to make yourself feel better. I can’t replace him, and you know that.”
“I understand.”
“Just…try to get over it okay? I’ll be here, just call me if you need.” Changmin softened the tone in his voice. He wrapped his arms around the smaller man and pecked his forehead lightly.
“You’ll be okay, hyung.”
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Short Update.
I recently found this gif of Yoon Ji kissing/performing cpr on Yunho in 'Heading to the Ground' by nellojnkeis. I almost fainted from it, but I'm not sure if that was a good thing><. It just played over and over and over....