From Day One [1/3]
Title: From Day One
Summary: Jaejoong gets a new neighbor and wants to make love to him.
Pairing: YunJae
Genre: Romance, Humor, Smut
Rating: NC17
Length: Triple shot
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“Okay. I’m 24 years old, single, tattooed, pierced, blond and gay. Do you think my mother would be happy to hear that I just lost my job?”
Kim Jaejoong, 24 years old, single, tattooed on his back, nipple pierced, newly dyed blonde, gay and jobless, was walking up to his apartment with a hand holding onto his phone and another carrying a bag of groceries.
“Okay. So maybe calling your mom and borrowing some money from her isn’t a good idea, but you have to find a way to come with me Jae”
“I told you Yoochun, I can’t afford to fly all the way to Japan with you.”
“But we’ve planned this, and I already told my dad I’d be visiting my gandma in Tokyo. She even booked a hotel and everything and planned an itinerary! Jae, she told her whole book club and her synchronized swimming team! She hasn’t seen me in 8 years and she’ll get a stroke if I don’t go...you’d have to sing in my funeral since my dad would kill me for killing nana! I can’t cancel now. This was supposed to be our vacation. You promised.”
Jaejoong sighed, before he took another step in the flight of stairs. “Chun, my boss also promised me a paycheck by the end of the month, but instead, he got a divorce, quit his job, and left our whole department to get dissolved.”
“But JaeJae~”
“You’re just going to have to go without me.” He bit his lips, knowing that he’d actually trade anything for his best friend to stay.
“Fuck. You’re going to make me feel guilty, leaving you for the whole summer. Especially when you’re going to be alone. I know how needy you get.”
Oh dear god. He would. He would be totally needy without Yoochun. Who would he go to watch movies with? Who’s going to tuck him into bed when he’s too drunk to do so himself? Who’s going to go with him to Jiji’s vet? Who’s going to pretend to be his boyfriend when he sees his ex in the street? Damn it. And it was summer! Lovebirds were going to hang out and make out in the park…the one totally visible from his window.
“Jae, unless I get you a best friend in a month, I’d have to carry this horrible guilt to my grave. ”
“Don’t be silly Chun!” Jaejoong paused, contemplating on whether the idea that crossed his mind was a good one. “Well…I don’t know…maybe…you know, I could…maybe…I could find someone to…uhm …date…”
“That’s what I’ve been telling you for the past…I don’t know, century! I’ve been trying to get you on a date with someone but no one is good enough for you, aren’t they?”
“Hey. I just don’t want to settle for some lame guy.”
“Really? I set you up with a CEO of an electronics company. He was rich Jae, fucking rich, only 2 years older…and he had abs! But nooo, you said his ass was too “cute” and that he was “too into you”. That, my friend, is just you being a picky bitch.”
“Fuck you!” he said in annoyance. Who would want someone with a butt that reminded him of squishy toddler toys anyway? And that guy was too into me, who would want a guy who’s to into him?
Then realization just hit him. It was true. It was all so true. He was a picky bitch, but he really didn’t want just any guy, and god knows Mr. Right would take a million years to find. No way was he going to get one before Yoochun leaves.
It wasn’t his fault that all the relationships he’s had were bad. He was just tired of meeting all the wrong people. He didn’t want to deal with them.
Shit. Without Yoochun and a job to keep him busy, he’d be a pathetic, single, gay, 24 year old who hasn’t slept with anyone in months. God. Has it been months? Fuck. He needed a good fuck. No. Not just any good fuck.
He needed to find someone.
“I just need to get a good boy…” he gasped as he took another step. “…friend”
Jaejoong’s lungs suddenly stopped functioning as he looked up to the hallway of his unit. Just across the room to his apartment was a tall, extremely hot guy, with a flawless nose. He had black hair that was pushed back, and a small oval face. The half way unbuttoned checkered polo showed more than enough of his tanned skin. He was carrying boxes on their handles with both hands, displaying his perfect biceps.
Jaejoong could almost hear his brain reprimanding his body from jumping on the stranger.
The blond let out an involuntary moan causing the stranger to look towards his direction, first looking confused, then relieved to finally see some company.
“Jae! What happened? Jae? You still there? Jaejoong! Jaejoong!”
“Uh…” he swallowed, also attempting to keep his heart from lunging out of his mouth. “Yoochun. Let me call you again” he put the phone down, not even caring for his friend's answer and moved towards the stranger.
“Hey, you live across?”
“Uhm. Yea. You’re new?”
“Yea. I’m just moving in, that’s why you haven’t seen me before and that’s what the boxes are for” he said with smile and Jaejoong couldn’t decide whether his cheeks were becoming flushed because of feeling like a stupid duface, or because he had totally become infatuated with the guy in less than thirty seconds.
His new neighbor put down the box and extended his hand. “I’m Yunho by the way.”
Panicking, Jaejoong awkwardly reached for his hand, forgetting that he still had grocery bags, making it impossible to shake Yunho’s. He put the plastic down clumsily and scratched the back of his neck, trying to act cool as a box of condoms fell off the container. He liked being ready all the time. Luckily, Yunho hadn’t looked down else he would have had to shoot himself. “Uhm. I’m Jaejoong,” he said, finally extending his hand out properly.
“Nice to meet you Jaejoong” he smiled again, taking his hand. His fingers felt good on Jaejoong’s skin.
“Since you’re moving and all, why don’t I just finish putting in my grocery and maybe I can help you,”
“Really? Thanks, I would appreciate that.” Yunho bowed a little, and flashed, yet again, another smile.
“Great. I’ll cook some jiggae and maybe after dinner you can do me.” He paused, realizing how his tongue had just slipped. Fuck. “I mean…you can do something with me. Consider it a housewarming thing your friendly neighbor is giving you”
Yunho let out a small laugh. “I would love that, Jaejoong”
“Okay then,” the blonde hurried to pick up his bags and made his way to his apartment. He has never wanted to finish sorting out the groceries so quickly all his life.
He slumped on his couch and grabbed his phone to dial a familiar number.
“Jae what happened? Why’d you hang up on me?”
“Fuck Yoochun. I want my neighbor to make love to me.”
A disgusted noise, sounding like a mix between a groan and gagging came from the other line. “What? Gross. Mrs. Lee? She’s like 70!”
“No idiot! A new guy just moved in!”
“Okay. So you just saw him now?” Yoochun took a brief pause and Jaejoong could almost hear a smirk through the phone. “Whatever happened to your high standards, Mr. Kim? Right now you sound like some horny whore”
“Hey! I do not sound like a horny whore! Yoochun, he met all my standards….well at least physically. That’s why I’m going over to his apartment to get to know him tonight.”
“Well then, go get him so I can go to Japan guilt free!”
“Shit, what if he’s straight?” he replied, biting his fingers.
“Like that ever stopped you. Remember that guy who wore a shirt that said I’m gay for Jae”
“You have a point.”
“Go get him Jae! Now bye, I have a date.”
Jaejoong heard the dial tone and licked his lips before he went to his closet to find something attractive to wear. He prayed.
Oh please let Yunho be the right guy. He wanted the right guy to be that hot.
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6:00 pm.
Jung Yunho heard a knock on his apartment door. He jogged to the entrance and opened it, only to see his very attractive neighbor holding a pot of jiggae and bearing a charming smile on his face.
“Jaejoong!”
“I’m sorry I took so long”
“No, no it’s fine, come in” Yunho moved aside to let Jaejoong step in. The blond scanned the flat and so far, he’s had the entertainment system, a few tables and a savvy leather couch out.
Classy furniture. The guy had a taste for furniture. “This couldn’t be more perfect” Jaejoong whispered to himself.
“Excuse me?”
Jaejoong snapped out, “Huh?”
“Were you saying something?”
“Oh, no. I was just saying how great your couch is…”
“It feels great too.” Yunho took the pot of jiggae from his hands and laid it down the table and then he took Jaejoong’s hand and dragged him to the couch.
Yunho pulled him to sit and the had blond somehow ended up sitting in between Yunho’s legs. “Isn’t it perfect?” he felt Yunho’s breath against the skin of his ear. It was an innocent gesture and Yunho probably didn’t mean it, but the feeling of him near was enough to drive Jaejoong half way to crazy town.
Yes. Perfect. It was perfect.
...so far.
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A/N: New story. I’ve been telling myself to get my ass up to write. XD
Anyway. I hope you like it. <333 Can’t wait to post the other chapters. ^_^
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