White Lies Side Story-Yoosu!
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“Sleep Over”
Jaejoong POV
‘Don’t cry, please don’t cry, I can’t wipe your tears.’ ~~~~~
“Anyeong! Ah Junnie!! Are you on your way to my house or do you need me to come pick you up?”
Junsu and I planned a sleep over this whole weekend since his parents were out of town and so were mine. It has been a long time since we got some best friend time. Sleeping over and slumber party are usually refer to when talking about girls, but the relationship between me and Junsu had made it passed that line since when we were young.
“Yeah, I need you to pick me up. I’ve decided that we are going to go out and eat or should we eat at home. You know what? I rather like your cooking more. Sorry for my babbling. Hahahah!! Yeah, but come over, I like your car more.” Junsu who sounded very excited about this whole thing, his voice sounded higher than normal.
“Alright then, I’ll be there in ten minutes. Get your stuff ready and don’t bring Bo! Really he got to know how to live without his owner someday. And you shouldn’t get too attach to him.”
Bo is the little penguin Junsu got as a pet. They love each other too much, that Junsu started to act like that Penguin. He even walked like him. It’s a very funny sight to see Junsu waddling his legs and flapping his arms.
“So those are the words that come from someone who kisses his pet snake every nights? Really, Joongie!! You are the one that is obsessed with Ruby, she is poisonous you know.”
“Oh ok, stop talking, you can bring him over, gosh talking with you is so tiring.” I lamely stated. Talking with Junsu is never tiring; instead he is very cute and energetic so I really like talking to him. But I won’t admit that.
“AHAHAH, alright see you Jaejoongie in 10, bobo!!” Ah! I should get used to Junsu way because his cute image will never fade.
That same night……..
“Hyung where is that pink pillow I bought for you? That thing is very expensive, it is cinnamon scented and also lights up with colors at night too! Where is it?”
“Junsu, you are sitting on it.”
How many more time am I going to keep sighing? Anyway, it’s the weekend; I wanted us both to just talk about anything and everything. I am lying on my old yet comfortable love seat sofa while Junsu sitting on my pink pillow in his extra large t-shirt and cotton short. He is sipping hot chocolate and I am eating my favorite brownies. This is the right mood and time for “the love talk”.
“So tell me, what have that Micky boy done to you? You all blushed whenever I mention about you two?” Junsu have been talking about him since he stepped foot on the car. Although Yoochun seem to be the perfect guy for him, I haven’t really heard about their first meeting or even how long they were dating. He ranting on and on, making me realized that Junsu got a lot to tell me.
“Well, didn’t you remember, we met at my parents’ business party.” Junsu mumbled and looked down. His hands were playing with the feathery end of my pillow. He is definitely hiding something.
“Hey Junsu! Have I ever lied or hide anything from you. Have I ever judged you? You know that beside from Changmin you are my closest friend. So if you got anything just tell me. I thought that you love to share romantic stories to your lonely best friend. Where did those fairy tales go, unless it turned into a reality.
At the mention of the words “romantic” and “reality” Junsu blushes bright red. A bright soft smile formed on his face. I knew I pushed the right button.
“Well it was normal, I was just kind of shy about it, but since you brought it up, I’m just going to shoot.”
Junsu took a deep breath and let out all his worries. His eyes were twinkling when he looked up at me. He said.
“So we met at the party like I said and-”
Flash back ……….
Junsu POV
I hate old people. Well at least the ones that are here tonight at my house. Why did mom and dad have to invite them over? Could they just have the party somewhere in an expensive 5 stars hotel or a restaurant? I hate dressing up in the tight fitting suit and wearing dress pants make my butt look big. I know I should be proud of them, but I hate it when old, perverted sick men are the one that stare at them. Ewwww….just the mention of old wrinkling, drunk men got goose bumps forming along my spine. I want to meet people my age, but they never come to party like this. It’s always little kids, the business people grandchilds that were too dumb and innocent to listen and come here.
“Junsu, honey!! Come here I want you to meet someone!” My mom who looks way more extravagant than normal was smiling happily and pulling me toward a group of people.
“Mr. Park here is a very close friend of your dad and I. Actually we all went to the same high school. His company is now the leading brand of cars. Really he is a wonderful business man that you should get to know.”
“Hi Junsu, my my!! You are one extraordinary young man. So handsome and intelligent, your parents had told me all about your school academic contests and the things you do to compete. I am very pleased to meet you.”
What should I do? Of course I had to smile and bow and nod like a perfect gentleman. My head feels like it is going to explode from all these greetings and handshakes. Even though this man was rich, but he didn’t seem like one of those noses up in the air, high class spoil people. I have to just act normal.
“Ahhh so I heard you like to make friends. My son who also attended the party today. I don’t know where he ran to, probably the boys’ room. Please excuse him, I told him to stay here and meet guests. Oh and Junsu what---”
“I’m sorry Mr. Park, mom! I got to so get something. Please excuse me; I’ll be back in short.” I got to make up something. I don’t want to stand here and talk to the old and the young people at the same time. His son is probably 10-15. Really it is a burden if I stand there and yawn at everything they say.
My feet hurt…my head aches and my hands smell of whisky and tobacco. This is so bad and sad at the same time. I wandered to the back wing. Where there are fewer amounts of guests. I should just head down stair to the garden. No one will be there and I will have some peaceful time to myself. So I slowly was strolling my way down the stair, I really never pay attention to what was in front of me. I even whistled while wandering my way to the garden. The stair was so messy. Drinks were spilt and food were scattering all over the stony surface. I took note of where my foot landed so that I wouldn’t trip, but then I missed the little devil. That devil was a piece of bread, lying there waiting to bestow a mishap on me. I stepped on it and went flying down the stair screaming my lungs out. My eyes shut tight afraid of the pain to come.
But it never came.
“Oy are you ok? Are you hurt?”
My soul left me. That piece of bread and my tumbling scare my poor conscience away. I was pale and my heart was beating like crazy. It took me about a minute to gain back the feeling of my legs, arms, hands, body and nerves. No pain. Thank you for no pain. Instead I felt all warm and protected. At that moment I registered that there was a body lying beneath me; a warm, soft yet strong body. I even gain myself back enough to recognize a caring voice above me. It belongs to a male. He held my body and helped me to stand up. My stupid knees almost gave up on me. Therefore half of my body was leaning on him. He was such a kind person to lend his body for a tumbling piece of meat down a twelve feet stair.
“Are you ok? Should I get help?” he asked in a warm tone that made me want to befriend him. Since the fall and the rescue I never once saw his face. So out of my curiosity I looked up. ‘Wow, really handsome smile.’ I let go of his arms and try to regain my posture. I was not hurt at all, just scared. He must have gotten hurt in place of me.
“Thank you for saving me. Are you hurt? You must be hurt? Tell me where, I can help.” I asked him with all my respect and friendliness. All he said was “I’m fine” repeatedly and smile that lovely smile of his.
So we both were fine. And we stood there looking at each other. I didn’t know what to say. I couldn’t say anything beside thank you, when he stands there smiling at me like I was his long lost friend.
“I’m Yoochun, Park Yoochun. I was invited to the party. Are you also here for the party?” he asked in a quiet, respectful tone.
“Yeah, I’m Junsu. I’m the son of Mr. Kim, the host of this party. But I was getting sick of the party so I was on my way to the garden to get rid of my boredom.” I answered and sighed.
I was surprised when he leaned in and whispered “I’m bored too. Would you like to go out somewhere with me?”His closeness made me blushed. I tried to hide my red cheeks. He was a nice person. And the way he dressed and spoke told me he was a high class and was from a respectable family. So I gave in.
I whisper a yes shyly in agreement. He smile again in return and slowly lead me out. I didn’t know where I was going but I want to leave and I trust him even though we just met.
He opened the passenger seat for me, so I could get in, and then he headed to the driver’s side. The car smelled faintly like cinnamon, which I loved. It was getting dark. The sun was setting creating a beautiful blast of colors on the clear canvas sky. I smiled happily at him and asked.
“So where are we going?”
“Somewhere breezy and calm. Somewhere you look like you belong. Don’t worry just sit tight and fasten your seat belt. I’ll take you there.” Yoochun answered in a sweet gentle voice and smile.
And then we headed off….to a place…..where waves and sands are lovers, to a place where I haven’t visit for a long time. Maybe because of my parents who worked all the time? I don’t know but I was glad that Yoochun took me there.
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“How are you feeling? Is the wind too warm or too cold for you?”
“It’s just right, thank you.” I smile at him and he returns it to me.
“I always go here when I needed some peaceful time. Of course it is my secret place but I’m willing to share it with you.”
“I’m honor that I get to share this. The wind feels good and I always love the smell of the sea, the sound of the waves and the caressing of the sand.” I whisper to him while we walk side by side.
“Do you know the wave of the sea is in love with the sand? When wave rises up and down it is flirting with the sand. Every time wave comes, it planted a sweet kiss on the sand, every time it gives a kiss to its lover.”
I blushed again. Why did he have to look at me when he tells about the love between wave and sand? I admit no one has ever tells me such romantic tender things before.
“I envy them.” He said.
“Why?” I asked him.
“Because they are together all the time. I want a love like them” He continued.
Yoochun stopped suddenly in his track and turned to me. We were close; I could feel his sweet, fresh breath on my cheeks. I looked at him and he looked at me, with tender, his eyes were asking me something truthfully. I am slowly fading.
“Junsu…” he whisper
“Can we be like wave and sand?” he leaned in closer
“Can you be my sand and I’ll be your wave?” I am falling in for him.
We were very close, I know I wanted to fall, I know I wanted to fade for him. With all that was left of me, I wanted to be closer to him. I leaned in.
With his last whisper “May I love you?” I was gone.
We fade away in a blissful sweet moment together.
I hope he could feel my yes on my lips, because I could feel his love in return on his lips. Our moment was slow and soft yet tender and heartfelt. Kisses we shared were many and few. His warm gentle palm caresses the side of my cheek, fingers caressing my hair. He repeatedly whispered the feel of love to me using his lips. I know at then, I will treasure this moment forever.
I feel love. Love by the sweet breezy smell of Mother Sea, love by the sound of the wave, love by the warm, soft sand and love by a person.
I feel bless, to be caress and embrace by these things and by the person that I love.
I couldn’t sleep. I don’t even want to sleep. I want to treasured and hold this feelings with me. I was afraid that they will escape and turn into a dream.
Back to normal POV, POV Jaejoong
Wow, now I know how skillful Yoochun really is. He got Junsu heart all throbbing like crazy. Looking at Junsu expression makes me smile. He is love sick. Junsu was still stuck in his own reminiscence. I wonder if I ever going to be like him. I wonder if I ever going to be love sick. Being love sick is silly, I told myself. But no matter how silly it is, I envy Junsu and also want a love like his.
Junsu smile happily at me. I know he knows what I’ve been thinking about.
“Jaejoongah, you will have it someday. You will be rewarded, love will be with you. And then when you fall in love, I will laugh at your silly expression too.”
At this we both smiled and then burst out laughing. “We both will be total love sick idiot with silly looks on our faces.” I said out loud.
“Hyung…Yoochun got a close guy friend too. Yunho! I’ve saw the way you two look at each other at the coffee shop. It’s not normal. I think there is something between you two. Something can be boiling up and turn into L.O.V.E!” Junsu giggled and poked my sides playfully.
“Shut up!! I would ever fall for that up tight player. Really he came into Mozart and threatened to fire me, because he didn’t get enough of those brownies that I made. Oh my! He was a total addict. He was in the-”
“A cute addict that love YOUR brownies. And like that don’t you?” Junsu interrupted and then laughed.
“Let’s not talk about this. This ruined things. Why don’t we go to sleep. Then we can wake up early tomorrow and go somewhere fun. You me and I call Changmin over. My treat ok? Let’s go!”
I stopped the conversation, afraid that I might reveal too much if I continue. Yunho will just have to wait. Even though I don’t want anything to do with Yunho right now, what Junsu said about my feeling was true.
“Alright hyung, it’s your treat, and yeah, we need our beauty sleep!hahahah!! good night hyung!”
“Good Night Junnie!”
“Oh and don’t drool on me!! I’m serious or I will kick you out of the bed. You hear?”
“Yeah…~~~night!”