I Miss You
Pairing: YunJae, JaeChun, Yunho and Dongjun(ZE:A)
Length: One-Shot
Summary: I miss you... Do you miss me? No? Oh... I really wish you did... I never wanted you to leave... Why...?
Warning: This fic contains yaoi(guy on guy) but no smut. This fic contains some adult language. You should be at least 13 years of age to read this(ha ha im 15 :P)
Description: Hiya! :D This is a one-shot of mine. Posted it on asianfanfics and the dilholes never posted any comments! >:O the only comment I got was when I posted it and was typing it up and someone said that it looked interested and that they wanted me to update. after that, NOTHING! gee thanks, guys... so if you think this should be turned into a chaptered fic, tell me!
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Clothes that hadn't left his body for days. A bed he hadn't left in who-knows how long. Tissues that were tightly clutched in his shaking hands. His eyes were blood-shot from all the tears that had escaped them. His breathing was uneven.
This was what Jaejoong's life had come to.
He was laying on his stomach, letting pain course through him. Two weeks ago, Yunho broke up with him. Jaejoong went through so many experiences with him. Yunho helped Jaejoong come to terms with his homosexuality. Yunho helped Jaejoong come out of the closet. Yunho made Jaejoong discover what love was. Yunho made him happy. Happier than he ever was before. Now, it was all gone...
Jaejoong didn't have any friends, and his family was either busy with work or disowning him for being gay. So, he spent his days in bed, crying out all of his pain. But no matter how many times he cried, or how many tears came out, it was never enough.
"Look what you've done to me, you asshole!" Jaejoong shouted at the empty space all around him.
He flung himself out of bed and headed to the bathroom to make himself look presentable. A long hot shower, lotioning his body, scrubbing his face and putting on clothes that hugged his body perfectly made him feel a lot better, surprisingly. Jaejoong didn't feel like cooking, but he needed to eat, so he left the house to find a place that looked decent. He was surprised at the small number of people out. He had no idea what day it was, so he didn't know if this was normal or not. He walked around aimlessly, scanning the buildings like a hawk for food. The more he thought about food, the more Jaejoong realized how hungry he was.
'I haven't eaten in two weeks because of you, you fucker... You gorgeous son of a bitch... Why'd you leave me?'
Jaejoong stopped dead in his tracks. On the other side of the street was a cafe, but not just any cafe. It was the cafe where him and Yunho had their first date. And there was Yunho, sitting with another man, spoon feeding him and laughing.
Everything around him seemed to disappear and all he could see was the near soul-breaking scene in front of him. Jaejoong shook his head and turned to run away, but he felt something warm and hard collide with his face. He took a hard fall to the ground.
"Omo! Sir, are you alright?"
Jaejoong opened his eyes and gasped. The face in front of him was beautiful; stunning, actually. Long wavey black hair, dark eyes, beautiful milky white skin...
"I-I'm sorry!" Jaejoong said, taking the man's hand and standing up. "I didn't mean to run into you..."
"It's no problem." He smiled. "My name is Park Yoochun." He stuck his hand out for a handshake this time.
Jaejoong slowly took Yoochun's hand. "I'm Kim Jaejoong."
"You know, I've seen you around here before."
"Really?"
"Yes. I always saw you at that cafe, but you were always with someone. Where is he?"
Jaejoong frowned and pointed to where Yunho was sitting, now tenderly kissing the other man. Yoochun's face fell.
"Oh... I'm so sorry."
"It's fine... He broke up with me two weeks ago."
"Two weeks? That's it? What kind of dil-hole breaks up with his boyfriend and starts dating again within two weeks?"
Jaejoong giggled. He never heard that insult before!
"Yeah... I kinda screamed that out to my bedroom before I left."
Yoochun smiled. "You look very beautiful when you smile, Jaejoong. I know things must be tough lately, but you should try doing it more often."
"T-Thank you..." Jaejoong blushed, making Yoochun laugh. "Yah, what's so funny?"
"You're adorable!" Yoochun said, laughing harder when Jaejoong blushed a deeper shade of red. "So, if you don't mind me asking, where are you going?"
"I'm looking for something to eat. I haven't eaten since Yunho left me..."
"Omo... You shouldn't be doing that! That could put you in the hospital!"
Jaejoong turned his sad eyes to the ground, not knowing what response to give.
"Aish... Hmm... Do you want to come over to my house tonight? I could cook for you~."
"No... I really don't think I could do that."
"Damn... I'm really sorry; that was much too forward of me. I really shouldn't have asked that."
"It's okay."
Jaejoong smiled, but he didn't look beautiful this time. He looked so sad... Yoochun just wanted to hug him.
"Well, I guess I should go now." Yoochun bowed politely. "It was really nice meeting you Jaejoong." Yoochun handed him a card. "Call me something." He kissed Jaejoong's cheek before running away with slightly evil sounding laughter.
Jaejoong touched his cheek and blushed again. He put the card in his pocket and walked off.
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Jaejoong wiped his tears away. After his earlier encounter, he was just so confused about everything; he didn't know what to do.
'Maybe I should call him... But it's already ten! He might be asleep... I just met him today! I don't wanna sound all whiney and desperate! But... He DID kiss my cheek...'
Jaejoong looked at his phone for a few moments before finally grabbing it to make the call. He slowly dialed the number and waited nervously as he heard it ring.
"Hello~?" By the sound of his voice, Yoochun was far from going to sleep.
"Hi... It's me, Jaejoong."
"Oh hi! I was hoping you'd call!"
"Yeah... I wasn't sure if you'd be asleep or not."
"Nah~. I'm always up late. Would you like to come over?"
"I don't want to be any trouble."
"If it would be trouble, I wouldn't have asked. Come on~. I'll make dinner!"
"Okay... Where do you live?"
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It had been nearly six weeks since Jaejoong and Yoochun met. They really liked each other, and Yoochun made Jaejoong feel a whole lot better.
"Are you sure you're alright with being here? Especially since they're right over there..."
Jaejoong rolled his eyes. "I don't care that much about them anymore. Besides, I can go wherever I want. They can't stop me."
Yoochun grinned. He decided to have a little fun, considering Yunho and his boyfriend were sitting right where they could see them. He reached over and held Jaejoong's hands on the table. Jaejoong laughed.
"What are you doing?"
"Exactly what it looks like."
"You don't have to do this~!"
"But Joongie~! I love you~!" Yoochun made his voice very loud and whiney so Yunho was sure to hear.
Jaejoong fell victim to a giggle fit.
"You're being ridiculous!" he whispered.
Yoochun then leaned over the table and kissed Jaejoong. Jaejoong was surprised; this was the first real kiss Yoochun gave him. He closed his eyes and let himself sink into the feeling of the kiss. Jaejoong decided to play along with Yoochun's game. He poked at Yoochun's lips with his tongue, asking permission to enter; permission was gladly given. The two passionately made out and didn't care who saw.
"Get a room, you pigs!"
Jaejoong pulled away, glared at his ex, and decided to use the little bit of English that Yoochun taught him.
"Fuck you!"
Jaejoong grabbed his cup of coffee(still hot) and threw it into Yunho's face. He felt very spiteful, so he whispered to Yunho's partner; he told him the whole story.
"How could you be so cruel!?" the man yelled, standing up to slap Yunho in the face. He stormed off.
"Dongjun! Wait!" Yunho sighed when Dongjun flipped him off. He glared at the smirking Jaejoong. Yoochun was laughing so hard he could barely keep his eyes open. "You bitch!"
Yunho brought his fist into Jaejoong's jaw, and Jaejoong flew backwards. He hit a chair and landed on the ground, moaning in pain. The few other customers looked horrified. Yoochun jumped out of his chair, the evil in his eyes enough to make anyone tremble and pee. He grabbed Yunho's wrist and snapped it. Luckily, no one was making any move to call the police.
"You fucking fucker! You snapped my wrist!!!" Yunho screamed in pain.
"GOOD!" Yoochun shouted. He carefully picked Jaejoong up and held him in his arms. "You're lucky I didn't snap something else." He turned around and carried Jaejoong back home.
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"Are you sure you're alright?"
Jaejoong wouldn't make eye contact as he struggled to keep his tears in.
"Jaejoong, are you mad at me?" Yoochun's tone of voice was very soft and filled with concern.
Jaejoong shook his head and wiped his eyes. Yoochun sighed and sat next to him.
"I'm sorry... I shouldn't have done that."
"Yunho's never hit me before... H-He always promised he'd never hit me... But I still wanted to hold him when he got hurt!"
Yoochun hugged the delicate man. "It's okay, Jae. I know you're still hurt but I'll do my best to heal you. I really love you, Jaejoong. You're the best thing that's ever come into my life. I'll never do anything to hurt you. I'll always be here for you. I love you."
Jaejoong clung to Yoochun's shirt and snuggled close to him.
"I-I love you too..."