[FIC] : Indigo 2/?
Title: Indigo 2/?
Author: blocassimere and lemonademelon
Pairings: Jaejoong/Yoochun, (minor) Changmin/Junsu
Genre: Romance
Rating: PG-13
Length: Drabble Series
Summary: Yoochun hears and Jaejoong sees.
A/N: They say the aura of someone with sixth sense is the color indigo.
A/N 2: Sorry, Aurora simply refused to be written, so here's a drabble series to compensate for your JaeChun hunger :)
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Part 2
“Hyung!” Junsu limped to Jaejoong as fast as he could and immediately wrapped his arms around his brother’s neck. “I missed you! How was the tour?”
Jaejoong laughed at his brother’s childishness and hugged back. “It was okay,” he said, “It’s exhausting to see so many weird ‘people’, so today hyung is planning to spend the whole day lazing around the house with my favorite dongsaeng~”
Junsu giggled, “But I’m your only dongsaeng!” Pulling away, he pushed Jaejoong towards his bedroom, “Go shower, I will cook dinner for you and I have a story to tell!”
Jaejoong nodded and do what his brother said. He needed to relax his sore muscles and a hot bath is exactly what he needed. Hours of riding from town to town all over Korea wasn’t exactly his favorite thing to do, but his job demanded him to do so. He had to hold tours due to the high demand from people who wanted to see him, and he needed to make Junsu happy. He’ll do anything to prevent Junsu from lacking of anything in this world. With the money he has, he can give Junsu the world.
Still, he felt bad. ‘Reading’ people is not exactly a good thing. The bible once said it is not agreeable to try finding out your future, because it is God’s business. Still, why would God give him such talent if he wasn’t supposed to speak to the dead or find out people’s future. He believed God gifted him with such talent so he could take care of Junsu.
And taking care of Junsu needs money. Yeah, there’s nothing’s wrong with his way of getting money. There’s nothing wrong with his career.
After a relaxing bath and Junsu’s home-cooked meal, he climbed to bed to relax. Junsu climbed next to him and clinged to his side half an hour later, a smile plastered on his face, and Jaejoong could see Changmin had called and the two had made up. “How was your day, Suie?”
“AH!” Junsu abruptly got up. “That’s right! Hyung! I met an indigo today!”
“An indigo?” Jaejoong’s eyes rounded. “When? Where?”
“He was a beggar hyung who camps near my campus. He knew my name without me saying!”
“Oh...” Jaejoong frowned. Honestly, he could recognize people of his kind by seeing their aura, the color is indigo, that’s why he calls his kind indigo, but he had never talked to one. He wasn’t really sure he wanted to either, afraid they will judge him for what he does.
“Hyung, I’ll introduce you to him tomorrow, okay?”
“What? No--”
“Come on, hyung! He’s really nice! Cool, too!”
Jaejoong pouted, “Are you saying hyung is not cool?”
Junsu laughed, “Not that, but really. I should thank him for telling me Changmin would call. I got a lot calmer after.”
“Hmm...”
Junsu pulled the bed cover up to his chin and snuggled closer to Jaejoong. “I think you’ll like him too~” he said before slipping into a deep sleep.
Jaejoong sighed and could only pull Junsu closer, heading to the dreamland himself.
***
“He’s there,” Junsu pushed Jaejoong to the direction of a man sitting by a flight of stairs. “Go, hyung, I need to get to class!”
“But--”
“Just go!” Junsu pushed him one more time before running off.
Jaejoong sighed and walked towards the man. Slowly, he set the plastic bag Junsu had given to him earlier in front of the sitting man. The man slowly looked up and they locked eyes. Something caught Jaejoong’s eyes, there really was a thin indigo glow from the man.
“I--uh, I’m Junsu’s brother, you know, the boy from yesterday?” Jaejoong started, “He wanted me to give you this.”
The man (Yoochun, if Jaejoong remember his name correctly?) stared at him with unreadable expression, and Jaejoong started to feel uncomfortable. Does he see like Jaejoong? If so, what did he see?
“Thank you,” the man’s soft voice answered a moment later, and a swirl of white appeared next to the man.
A boy in white with a pair of little wings appeared.
***
Part 3
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Author: blocassimere and lemonademelon
Pairings: Jaejoong/Yoochun, (minor) Changmin/Junsu
Genre: Romance
Rating: PG-13
Length: Drabble Series
Summary: Yoochun hears and Jaejoong sees.
A/N: They say the aura of someone with sixth sense is the color indigo.
A/N 2: Sorry, Aurora simply refused to be written, so here's a drabble series to compensate for your JaeChun hunger :)
Part 1 |
Part 2
“Hyung!” Junsu limped to Jaejoong as fast as he could and immediately wrapped his arms around his brother’s neck. “I missed you! How was the tour?”
Jaejoong laughed at his brother’s childishness and hugged back. “It was okay,” he said, “It’s exhausting to see so many weird ‘people’, so today hyung is planning to spend the whole day lazing around the house with my favorite dongsaeng~”
Junsu giggled, “But I’m your only dongsaeng!” Pulling away, he pushed Jaejoong towards his bedroom, “Go shower, I will cook dinner for you and I have a story to tell!”
Jaejoong nodded and do what his brother said. He needed to relax his sore muscles and a hot bath is exactly what he needed. Hours of riding from town to town all over Korea wasn’t exactly his favorite thing to do, but his job demanded him to do so. He had to hold tours due to the high demand from people who wanted to see him, and he needed to make Junsu happy. He’ll do anything to prevent Junsu from lacking of anything in this world. With the money he has, he can give Junsu the world.
Still, he felt bad. ‘Reading’ people is not exactly a good thing. The bible once said it is not agreeable to try finding out your future, because it is God’s business. Still, why would God give him such talent if he wasn’t supposed to speak to the dead or find out people’s future. He believed God gifted him with such talent so he could take care of Junsu.
And taking care of Junsu needs money. Yeah, there’s nothing’s wrong with his way of getting money. There’s nothing wrong with his career.
After a relaxing bath and Junsu’s home-cooked meal, he climbed to bed to relax. Junsu climbed next to him and clinged to his side half an hour later, a smile plastered on his face, and Jaejoong could see Changmin had called and the two had made up. “How was your day, Suie?”
“AH!” Junsu abruptly got up. “That’s right! Hyung! I met an indigo today!”
“An indigo?” Jaejoong’s eyes rounded. “When? Where?”
“He was a beggar hyung who camps near my campus. He knew my name without me saying!”
“Oh...” Jaejoong frowned. Honestly, he could recognize people of his kind by seeing their aura, the color is indigo, that’s why he calls his kind indigo, but he had never talked to one. He wasn’t really sure he wanted to either, afraid they will judge him for what he does.
“Hyung, I’ll introduce you to him tomorrow, okay?”
“What? No--”
“Come on, hyung! He’s really nice! Cool, too!”
Jaejoong pouted, “Are you saying hyung is not cool?”
Junsu laughed, “Not that, but really. I should thank him for telling me Changmin would call. I got a lot calmer after.”
“Hmm...”
Junsu pulled the bed cover up to his chin and snuggled closer to Jaejoong. “I think you’ll like him too~” he said before slipping into a deep sleep.
Jaejoong sighed and could only pull Junsu closer, heading to the dreamland himself.
***
“He’s there,” Junsu pushed Jaejoong to the direction of a man sitting by a flight of stairs. “Go, hyung, I need to get to class!”
“But--”
“Just go!” Junsu pushed him one more time before running off.
Jaejoong sighed and walked towards the man. Slowly, he set the plastic bag Junsu had given to him earlier in front of the sitting man. The man slowly looked up and they locked eyes. Something caught Jaejoong’s eyes, there really was a thin indigo glow from the man.
“I--uh, I’m Junsu’s brother, you know, the boy from yesterday?” Jaejoong started, “He wanted me to give you this.”
The man (Yoochun, if Jaejoong remember his name correctly?) stared at him with unreadable expression, and Jaejoong started to feel uncomfortable. Does he see like Jaejoong? If so, what did he see?
“Thank you,” the man’s soft voice answered a moment later, and a swirl of white appeared next to the man.
A boy in white with a pair of little wings appeared.
***
Part 3
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Comments are loved :)