Fountain
Title: Fountain
Pairing: Yunjae
Rating: NC-17
Chapters: 1/2
Genre: Romance, Smut (some lovin today)
Summary: [Based off of the Japanese folk tale of the fountain of youth, but tweaked to be smut and happy] Have 50 years passed already?
In a remote village in the country side of Korea an old couple lived each day as if it were their lasts. They were too old to do many things but that didn’t stop them from sharing their love everyday. The small town kept away from their house but treated them just as kindly all the same. The town was weary of the two lovers not because they were both men but because they never died. Jaejoong was the older but even in old age his beauty surpassed many of the young girls in town. Yunho was his husband, a sturdy old man who still found the strength to cut wood for the fire so the two of them could stay warm at night.
On the night of their 50th anniversary they two of them made love. Not caring about age, their love continued to heat their passions for each other. Their love was never to die.
This is the story of their secret and their love.
Yunho had woken first. As the sun spilled into the room he knew it was time to get up and start the day as he had many days in the past. He shifted his old legs off of the bed and sat himself up to look out at the world outside. Everything was beautiful as it always was. He looked over at his lover, the one he had been spending his entire life with. His heart skipped a beat at the sight of Jaejoong, just as old and alive as himself. His beauty never faded, only blossomed as he aged. Wrinkled and sore, Yunho got up, stretching and cracking his joints in the process. It was another day and the days work needed to be done. He walked to the other side of the bed and placed a kiss on his lovely husband’s cheek. Jaejoong’s eyes fluttered open, as usual and his face help a tired smile. Yunho patted his side before heading the bathroom and taking care of his morning routine. Jaejoong slowly rose and joined Yunho in the bathroom. They fought for sink space and ended up splashing each other with water. When their faces were clean they ran the water for the tub and shared the space, helping each other get clean. Once out of the bathroom the two exchanged knowing looks before separating. Jaejoong shuffled to the kitchen as fast as he could as his thin old legs could take him and began to to make breakfast. Rice porridge and tea. Yunho went to get the water. Yunho came to the kitchen a few minutes later, dressed in his outside attire, ready to go the well and get the water. He placed a chaste kiss on Jaejoong’s lips before leaving through the back door.
Yunho shuffled to the well in the backyard. They had stumbled across this baby a while ago and stayed near it after a sip from its waters had saved Jaejoong’s life. He lowered the bucket and waited once the bucket had taken in enough water, he pulled it back, struggling. His strength wasn’t what it used to be. He gripped the bucket with both hands and struggled back to the house. Jaejoong was waiting in his pajamas. At the kitchen table with two hot bowls of rice porridge. Yunho smiled and placed the bucket on the floor. Jaejoong rose and went to the cabinets to get out a teapot. He took some of the water from the bucket and filled the vessel. He placed it over the stove and turned on the fire and waited for the water the boil. Yunho stared intently at his shrunken husband. Jaejoong, feeling eyes on him, turned around and blushed, all these years and they still shared these looks. Jaejoong turned away and blushed. Yunho smiled and said, “I love you.”
The water was hot enough. It didn’t need to boil for them to drink it. Jaejoong grabbed the pot and poured the hot water into the two tea cups on the table. The tea leaves turned the liquid a greenish brown color and they sat down to enjoy their meal. Jaejoong smiled and look the first bite of his porridge. Yunho chucked before reaching across the table and reaching for Jaejoong’s chin. He pulled his husband to him and they shared a kiss.They deepened it, lips pressed together before Yunho’s tongue traced Jaejoong’s plump lips. Jaejoong pulled away, still shy and bashful like in the beginning. He slapped away Yunho’s hand and took a sip of his tea.
The years melted off.
Yunho watched as his love aged in the reverse. He watched as 75 years turned to 65. Another sip, a couple more years. The wrinkles smoothed and the skin began to glow again. The gray hairs began to brown. His form began to regain its tone. At forty five Jaejoong looked up from his cup and looked at Yunho. Yunho always watched him when he drank the tea. He wanted to see the undoing of process he had watched over and over again. Laugh lines and all his love was still beautiful as ever. Yunho continued to watch as Jaejoong drank. 45, 35, 30,25. The cup was empty and Jaejoong was new. His clothes fit loose from the few extra pounds he’d gained from aging. His t-shirt was loose and his robe was falling to the side. He gazed at Yunho with his large eyes, batting his eyelashes and licking his lips. He leaned forward and pushed Yunho’s cup towards him. Yunho was spellbound. It was love at first sight again after 50 years. Yunho grabbed his tea and downed the cup. Jaejoong chuckled as Yunho coughed and fell to the floor. He’d always been hasty in drinking. This had happened the last three times. Yunho fell to the floor and Jaejoong took a bite out of his breakfast. It was bland, and in desperate need of chili flakes. Who knew being old made you complacent.
Yunho stood up, young and firm. His old face had been renewed, the skin tight and his body toned. His pants were held up solely by the suspenders he had donned before he left. He wiped the tea off his chin that had dribbled out in his fit of haste. Jaejoong laughed at his husband. “You do this every time. Haha, you think you’d slow down after the first time.”
Yunho laughed at his own rush. “It’s just after watching you become beautiful, I can’t help myself. Being old is no fun.”
“It’s plenty fun.”
“That’s a lie and you know it. Being old wasn’t fun when I…started having problems.” At 50 Yunho began to show symptoms of erectile dysfunction.
“Are you saying all we did was fuck.”
“Language young man, or I’ll tell your mother.”
They shared a laugh. Two young men in old clothes sat at their two man table and shared one of many laughs. It was their “50th” anniversary again and their present to each other is to make it possible to live another 50 years together.
Yunho sat and began to eat. One bite and he pushed his bowl away. Being old was miserable. The aches and pains and the bland food, it wasn’t fun. But his Joongie wanted to live, and grow old. So they lived and grew old and then renewed their bodies. Jaejoong stared at his husband. His tan body had its young shine. His skin was tight and the muscles in his arms made the sleeves of his shirt tight. A scowl etched on Yunho’s face as he forced down the food. Jaejoong watched as his lips wrapped around the spoon; the mole above his lip was beautiful. His husband’s small young face was one thing he missed. Yunho knew Jaejoong was staring. His husband was indeed a little shallow. Their relationship always had the most activity when they had been young. Yunho pushed his bowl away. “I can’t eat anymore of this. I’m not an old man.”
Jaejoong laughed and took the bowls to the counter. He threw the wasted porridge into the trash and put the bowls in the sink. He turned on the water and let the warmth run over his hands before grabbing the sponge and washing the bowls. Yunho’s eyes stayed glued to the perky but that was in view. His second favorite part of his love was back.
In three srtong bounds Yunho had stood from the table and held Jaejoong from behind. He placed kisses on the smaller’s neck. “I miss this.”
“I’ve been waiting so long for this.”
AN: Put cho hands up, put cho hands up, p-p-p-p-p-put cho hands up. Love that song. I had noooooo idea and didnt write at all. Im sorry you guys. Forgive me...Where we stand shall be on hiatus untill i figure out how the fuck to end it. But now u get more sex two shots :D ...dont hate me. I got all sad cuz my bf left for korea. But it's okay, i still talk to him. I got this girl's phone number last week (i'm not gay, and she has a bf) but i teased him anyway. i told him my "game was crazy and i could get chicks numbers." he responded by saying he had enough game to get me...he won that game. I'm a senior in hs now...and my sis is a frosh. i got a b on my physics final (it used to look like chinese) Life is good. NOw hopefully my writing is better than a 5th graders and there's still a sweet story to this. The sex will be fun, i promise i dont know why i chose to update on a teusday night...i hope this gets traffic...
Pairing: Yunjae
Rating: NC-17
Chapters: 1/2
Genre: Romance, Smut (some lovin today)
Summary: [Based off of the Japanese folk tale of the fountain of youth, but tweaked to be smut and happy] Have 50 years passed already?
In a remote village in the country side of Korea an old couple lived each day as if it were their lasts. They were too old to do many things but that didn’t stop them from sharing their love everyday. The small town kept away from their house but treated them just as kindly all the same. The town was weary of the two lovers not because they were both men but because they never died. Jaejoong was the older but even in old age his beauty surpassed many of the young girls in town. Yunho was his husband, a sturdy old man who still found the strength to cut wood for the fire so the two of them could stay warm at night.
On the night of their 50th anniversary they two of them made love. Not caring about age, their love continued to heat their passions for each other. Their love was never to die.
This is the story of their secret and their love.
Yunho had woken first. As the sun spilled into the room he knew it was time to get up and start the day as he had many days in the past. He shifted his old legs off of the bed and sat himself up to look out at the world outside. Everything was beautiful as it always was. He looked over at his lover, the one he had been spending his entire life with. His heart skipped a beat at the sight of Jaejoong, just as old and alive as himself. His beauty never faded, only blossomed as he aged. Wrinkled and sore, Yunho got up, stretching and cracking his joints in the process. It was another day and the days work needed to be done. He walked to the other side of the bed and placed a kiss on his lovely husband’s cheek. Jaejoong’s eyes fluttered open, as usual and his face help a tired smile. Yunho patted his side before heading the bathroom and taking care of his morning routine. Jaejoong slowly rose and joined Yunho in the bathroom. They fought for sink space and ended up splashing each other with water. When their faces were clean they ran the water for the tub and shared the space, helping each other get clean. Once out of the bathroom the two exchanged knowing looks before separating. Jaejoong shuffled to the kitchen as fast as he could as his thin old legs could take him and began to to make breakfast. Rice porridge and tea. Yunho went to get the water. Yunho came to the kitchen a few minutes later, dressed in his outside attire, ready to go the well and get the water. He placed a chaste kiss on Jaejoong’s lips before leaving through the back door.
Yunho shuffled to the well in the backyard. They had stumbled across this baby a while ago and stayed near it after a sip from its waters had saved Jaejoong’s life. He lowered the bucket and waited once the bucket had taken in enough water, he pulled it back, struggling. His strength wasn’t what it used to be. He gripped the bucket with both hands and struggled back to the house. Jaejoong was waiting in his pajamas. At the kitchen table with two hot bowls of rice porridge. Yunho smiled and placed the bucket on the floor. Jaejoong rose and went to the cabinets to get out a teapot. He took some of the water from the bucket and filled the vessel. He placed it over the stove and turned on the fire and waited for the water the boil. Yunho stared intently at his shrunken husband. Jaejoong, feeling eyes on him, turned around and blushed, all these years and they still shared these looks. Jaejoong turned away and blushed. Yunho smiled and said, “I love you.”
The water was hot enough. It didn’t need to boil for them to drink it. Jaejoong grabbed the pot and poured the hot water into the two tea cups on the table. The tea leaves turned the liquid a greenish brown color and they sat down to enjoy their meal. Jaejoong smiled and look the first bite of his porridge. Yunho chucked before reaching across the table and reaching for Jaejoong’s chin. He pulled his husband to him and they shared a kiss.They deepened it, lips pressed together before Yunho’s tongue traced Jaejoong’s plump lips. Jaejoong pulled away, still shy and bashful like in the beginning. He slapped away Yunho’s hand and took a sip of his tea.
The years melted off.
Yunho watched as his love aged in the reverse. He watched as 75 years turned to 65. Another sip, a couple more years. The wrinkles smoothed and the skin began to glow again. The gray hairs began to brown. His form began to regain its tone. At forty five Jaejoong looked up from his cup and looked at Yunho. Yunho always watched him when he drank the tea. He wanted to see the undoing of process he had watched over and over again. Laugh lines and all his love was still beautiful as ever. Yunho continued to watch as Jaejoong drank. 45, 35, 30,25. The cup was empty and Jaejoong was new. His clothes fit loose from the few extra pounds he’d gained from aging. His t-shirt was loose and his robe was falling to the side. He gazed at Yunho with his large eyes, batting his eyelashes and licking his lips. He leaned forward and pushed Yunho’s cup towards him. Yunho was spellbound. It was love at first sight again after 50 years. Yunho grabbed his tea and downed the cup. Jaejoong chuckled as Yunho coughed and fell to the floor. He’d always been hasty in drinking. This had happened the last three times. Yunho fell to the floor and Jaejoong took a bite out of his breakfast. It was bland, and in desperate need of chili flakes. Who knew being old made you complacent.
Yunho stood up, young and firm. His old face had been renewed, the skin tight and his body toned. His pants were held up solely by the suspenders he had donned before he left. He wiped the tea off his chin that had dribbled out in his fit of haste. Jaejoong laughed at his husband. “You do this every time. Haha, you think you’d slow down after the first time.”
Yunho laughed at his own rush. “It’s just after watching you become beautiful, I can’t help myself. Being old is no fun.”
“It’s plenty fun.”
“That’s a lie and you know it. Being old wasn’t fun when I…started having problems.” At 50 Yunho began to show symptoms of erectile dysfunction.
“Are you saying all we did was fuck.”
“Language young man, or I’ll tell your mother.”
They shared a laugh. Two young men in old clothes sat at their two man table and shared one of many laughs. It was their “50th” anniversary again and their present to each other is to make it possible to live another 50 years together.
Yunho sat and began to eat. One bite and he pushed his bowl away. Being old was miserable. The aches and pains and the bland food, it wasn’t fun. But his Joongie wanted to live, and grow old. So they lived and grew old and then renewed their bodies. Jaejoong stared at his husband. His tan body had its young shine. His skin was tight and the muscles in his arms made the sleeves of his shirt tight. A scowl etched on Yunho’s face as he forced down the food. Jaejoong watched as his lips wrapped around the spoon; the mole above his lip was beautiful. His husband’s small young face was one thing he missed. Yunho knew Jaejoong was staring. His husband was indeed a little shallow. Their relationship always had the most activity when they had been young. Yunho pushed his bowl away. “I can’t eat anymore of this. I’m not an old man.”
Jaejoong laughed and took the bowls to the counter. He threw the wasted porridge into the trash and put the bowls in the sink. He turned on the water and let the warmth run over his hands before grabbing the sponge and washing the bowls. Yunho’s eyes stayed glued to the perky but that was in view. His second favorite part of his love was back.
In three srtong bounds Yunho had stood from the table and held Jaejoong from behind. He placed kisses on the smaller’s neck. “I miss this.”
“I’ve been waiting so long for this.”
AN: Put cho hands up, put cho hands up, p-p-p-p-p-put cho hands up. Love that song. I had noooooo idea and didnt write at all. Im sorry you guys. Forgive me...Where we stand shall be on hiatus untill i figure out how the fuck to end it. But now u get more sex two shots :D ...dont hate me. I got all sad cuz my bf left for korea. But it's okay, i still talk to him. I got this girl's phone number last week (i'm not gay, and she has a bf) but i teased him anyway. i told him my "game was crazy and i could get chicks numbers." he responded by saying he had enough game to get me...he won that game. I'm a senior in hs now...and my sis is a frosh. i got a b on my physics final (it used to look like chinese) Life is good. NOw hopefully my writing is better than a 5th graders and there's still a sweet story to this. The sex will be fun, i promise i dont know why i chose to update on a teusday night...i hope this gets traffic...