Café Bisco Chapter 9 (1/3)
I've never been so happy to update before ;lajd;s -- really. DD: I doubt my readers have any idea.
In the past weeks, I've found out I'll be moving. It's a big life transition for me right now and the news was really depressing. :x I was out of inspiration, out of luck...but through all that, I realized something.
All my RL friends have been informed about my moving and honestly? I couldn't be more grateful for their wonderful support. :']] Because everyone took it so well and reassured me that, no matter what, we would remain friends...moments like that made me realize how much I love them and believe in friendships like TVXQ's that I worked so hard to convey the warmth and genuine bond that exists through this fic. >3<;;; Really, it was awe-inspiring and inspiring in general. Really helped me get this chapter out of my mind and into words.
But -- strange as this may sound -- I missed you guys IMMENSELY the entire time -- perhaps even more than those friends I'll be separating from soon. [Hugs everyone that still reads this] I truly, truly thank and apologize everyone that was waiting anxiously for the next installment to this fic. I am back to my old self somewhat, ready to go! [Fighting!]
Thank you for waiting again, and I hope you enjoy this chapter of "Café Bisco" ♥
- Chapter 9 -
“Mishaps are like knives,
that either serve us or cut us,
as we grasp them by the blade or the handle.”
- James Russell Lowell
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To: Changmin
From: Junsu
Received at: 09/15/09
6:30 AM
=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=
miiiiiiin-ahhhhhhh [ㅠ_ㅠ]
yoochunnies being stupid again
help meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
To: Junsu
From: Changmin
Received at: 09/15/09
6:32 AM
=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=
wth. junsu. =_=||
we don’t have to be at work until 9, remember?
(and more importantly, WHY ARE YOU COMPLAINING TO ME ABOUT YOOCHUN-HYUNG.
I DO NOT CARE ABOUT YOUR PROBLEMS)
To: Changmin
From: Junsu
Received at: 09/15/09
6:32 AM
=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=
its really important!
[A3A] i think i just realized something really big here!
and i want to talk to you about it~~…
To: Changmin
From: Junsu
Received at: 09/15/09
6:34 AM
=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=
…………….
[ㅠ_ㅠ] [ㅠ_ㅠ] [ㅠ_ㅠ]
miiiiiiiiiiiiiiin-ahhhhhhhhhhh
[ㅠ_ㅠ] [ㅠ_ㅠ] [ㅠ_ㅠ]
answer meeeeeeee
To: Changmin
From: Junsu
Received at: 09/15/09
6:35 AM
=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=
… ill leave threatening messages
in your voicemail if you dont~~~~~
[>_<]
To: Changmin
From: Junsu
Received at: 09/15/09
6:36 AM
=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=
i swear i will~~~~~
[>___________<]
To: Changmin
From: Junsu
Received at: 09/15/09
6:36 AM
=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=
three words, hyung:
i’m.
going.
to sleep.
To: Changmin
From: Junsu
Received at: 09/15/09
6:36 AM
=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=
…shit.
that’s four words,
isn’t it?
To: Junsu
From: Changmin
Received at: 09/15/09
6:37 AM
=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=
… [*^_^*]
To: Junsu
From: Changmin
Received at: 09/15/09
6:37 AM
=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=
. . . . . . . .
To: Junsu
From: Changmin
Received at: 09/15/09
6:37 AM
=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=
alright.
FINE.
- what, you want me to call you?
talk to you directly?
To: Changmin
From: Junsu
Received at: 09/15/09
6:37 AM
=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=
[*ㅇㅅㅇ*;;;;]
…pleeeeeease?
[*ㅇㅅㅇ*;;;;]
To: Junsu
From: Changmin
Received at: 09/15/09
6:38 AM
=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=
…calling you now - and you BETTER pick up, hyung.
or i’ll leave threatening messages in *your* voicemail inbox
To: Changmin
From: Junsu
Received at: 09/15/09
6:39 AM
=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=
kkkkkkkkk will do
[*ㅇㅅㅇ*]
thanks~~
To: Junsu
From: Changmin
Received at: 09/15/09
6:39 AM
=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=
…the things i do for you.
YOU BETTER APPRECIATE IT.
To: Junsu
From: Changmin
Received at: 09/15/09
6:39 AM
=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=
……………… [*^_^*]
It takes Junsu three rings to pick up the phone - but he does pick up for the first call as promised. Changmin supposed that had to count for something.
“Alright, hyung.” Changmin mumbled into the receiver, left side of his face leaning against the outside wall of his house. “What’s your big realization?”
A very uncharacteristic heavy sigh answers him. “It’s kind of weird. I guess you’re probably gonna think I’m crazy, but-”
“That’s not hard. I think that pretty much every day.” Junsu cries out, shrill offended squeak grating on Changmin’s ears (he just woke up after all). “Okay, hyung - I’m sorry! Jeez. Now remind me. Why the hell we’re talking while the sun’s coming up?”
Again. That heavy sigh returned. Junsu’s texts earlier roused more than enough concern in the pit of his empty stomach but now Changmin was just anxious. “Okay, Min-ah. Promise you won’t laugh? You’re the first person I’m telling this to, so…” A sharp inhale. He sounds ready now.
“…IthinkYoochunniemightkindasortalikemebecausewhenwewokeuptodayweweresoclosealmostkissingandIwasthinkingI’dsortakindalikehimtoo!”
Baffled, Changmin sat up. Did he hear all of that right? He was pretty sure he discerned the basic points in that. But still.
He had to be sure. “…Slower, hyung. Go over that one more time?”
“…I don’t even know, Min-ah.” Junsu’s cadence lowered to a soft whisper now, voice shaking as if he was close to tears. “I-I mean, I just woke up and the second I looked at him I didn’t even know what to do. My head was going, like, a million miles a second-”
“You think Yoochun-hyung likes you.” Slowly, Changmin thinks, rubbing at his throbbing temples and trying to ignore his pounding heart. He’s treading on dangerous footing as it is. “And you think you like him back. -Am I following you so far?”
He hears the nod in Junsu’s hesitant tone. “Umm…yeah. I-I mean, we were practically kis-”
“-Kissing.” Changmin felt his hands curl into fists suddenly, an involuntary reaction. “I heard that part. A-And this…this just happened morning, or…?”
“I think we must’ve just kinda snuggled closer after I fell asleep. Figured we could sleep on the floor together on the futon like Yunnim and Jaejoong-nim did last time.” The ideas he comes up with sometimes, Changmin mused with a light shake of the head. “And when I woke up, Yoochunnie ‘n me were…”
Junsu must have been covering his mouth with something because his voice became muffled after that. “…But it’s so weird, right? Never realizing it before…I mean, we’ve been friends for five years. That’s a long time - it’s weird, y’know? H-How I never even thought of him like that before…”
He had to let Junsu continue to babble on his own, his mind swarming with too many thoughts at once. Inwardly, Changmin supposed he always knew it would turn out like this. They were so close - from the moment he met Junsu, he surely must have known subconsciously that there was a deeper reason for their intimacy - but he assumed that Yoochun would be the one to realize it first. It never occurred to him that carefree Junsu, so intuitive when it comes to feelings, would be thrust into confusion over this.
Of course, there was a selfish part of him that wished Junsu never would - so he could at least keep Junsu’s friendship for himself.
“Well…” Junsu fell silent the moment Changmin interrupted him. “…love is usually a gradual realization, isn’t it? The time you spend with a person might even equal how much you come to love them…”
He swallows (it’s hard to tell white lies, conceal his true feelings on the matter, when he can see Junsu’s wide-eyed expression of wonderment on the other end) back the rest of his thoughts. “Honestly? If you guys wanted to be a couple, I’d support you. I mean, you know each other really well, so... it’d probably work out just fine. Friendship into love always works out better, I think.”
A thoughtful pause. Only after this does exuberance returns to Junsu’s voice.
“You know what? You’re a genius, Min-ah. And yeah, you’re probably right!” Changmin’s lips quirk despite himself, hearing how pleased Junsu is. “I’m just gonna treat Yoochunnie like always, though, ‘cause…I dunno, I feel like this is just the beginning, y’know? And I’ll see where this weird sorta feeling takes us.” The plural speak leaves Changmin a bit taken aback, though. “Who knows? Maybe we’ll even realize…what we’re both really feeling by ourselves. Graduatingly.”
“You mean gradually.” Changmin can’t help but chuckle when he hears Junsu mumble a quick I knew that under his breath. “Well. Anyway, if you have any more morning epiphanies - whether it’s about liking someone or just a case of indigestion - you call me and let me know, alright, hyung?”
They’re both smiling now, Changmin knows. “I will. And Min-ah? -Thanks. I seriously think you were, like, my best friend in my past life or something! It’s like you always know what to say…”
“I’m a genius, remember?” Junsu’s raucous, high-pitched giggle rings out. (He missed that laugh already.) “-Anyway, get ready for work today, you lazy bum. Unless you plan on skipping out.”
“No, I’m going!” Junsu was stubborn like that. “I feel fine, thanks for asking, Min-ah.”
“I didn’t ask.” But he knew just as well as Junsu that the sentiment was there. “Well, talk to you later then.”
“’Kay. Goodnight-I mean, g’morning, Min-ah! A-And thanks again!”
Changmin stared up at the rising sun appearing now on the edge Seoul suburb skyline, brilliant vermillion and vague pink setting the front lawn alight with effervescent color, and suddenly his headache was fading as fast as the daytime moon in the sky.
“Yeah. See you.” Voice warm, Changmin waits until Junsu’s line clicks off, letting the crisp autumn wind whip by. “And you’re welcome.”
[It’s alright even like this, right?
If I can be there on call,
There for you whenever you need me…]
“…Good morning, indeed.”
[That’s good enough for me.]
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Part 2: http://sakuranbokissx.livejournal.com/9524.html.