[fic] Chapter 1 - Picture of you
itle: Picture of you
Length: 1/10(?)
Author:JadeXScandal
Rating: PG13 (can vary)
Pairings: YooSu
Themes: Fluff, Romance, humor , (Angst&Drama will come as the story continues)
Disclaimer: If I had enough money and power, I'd own them T___T.
Summary: Memory loss could mean the end of their relationship.
A/N: First realy chapter, from now on it will be told in Junsu's POV.
Chapter 1
"WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?"
"..Humans call it a house."
I pushed my noise against the cold carwindow, staring at a huge house, I could feel my jaw drop onto my ankles, well metaphorical speaking.. If I was living in this house, how in the WORLD could I pay it?! "Wait a sec, How can I live in such a big house?!"
"Well, I kinda paid for it." Yoochun answered while he drove onto the parking lot.
"What! You bought this house on your own?!" I couldn't believe what he was saying, how could he pay this house while he was only 23 years old.
"Yeah, I used to live large in America, I don't like small houses, they give me claustrophobia." He was so calm while I was freaking out on my own, I tried my pout face on him, but no respond, what was wrong with that guy?
"And you're sure I really live in this house?" I tried, maybe it was all just a lame joke, maybe my amnesia was lied and even the doctors who I trusted were lying to me! Maybe a camera team would come out of the blue screaming; "SECRET CAMERA! YOU'RE FOOLED!", Then we could laugh about it and go home.
"101% Positive."
Well that made sense, what if he was trained on a pokerface, because he hadn't been smiling from the begin of the ride. It made me feel awkward. "And all my stuff's in there?"
Yoochun nodded when he pulled the key out of the contact, "Most of the space in the house is stuffed with your belongings." Why did he have to say it like that, it made me feel like I was a bad person, but it was a big house.. so it would mean... My stuff would be everywhere around. It was really hard to change the mood when we walked up to the front door of the house, that was huge too. But when Yoochun was giving me an house tour the atmosphere got a lot better. The smile I had seen before at the hospital returned so I was glad.
The house had a romantic feeling, the walls were creamy white (much better than at the hospital) and it had a really domesticly ambience, there was even a music room with a large black piano. "Waah it's so beautiful!" I sighed when I touched the cold fabric of the piano, "Hey Yoochun, you play the piano right?"
He nodded, slowly he took a seat on the piano stool. "You want to hear something?"
"Ofcourse I want to hear something, play!" I said enthusiastic, sitting on the ground next to the instrument, my eyes focused on him, when he started to play his smile disappeared, instead his eyes blinked, with an emotion I wasn't really able to place, but it looked like he was lonely or something, maybe I thought like that because the melody he played sounded sad. His expression while he played was scaring me, just when he was smiling again. When he stopped I applaused. "That was amazing!
"I wrote things song for someone I really liked." He said with a sigh, "I wasn't able to play it."
So there was something bothering him, "Why not?"
"Because the person left."
I bit on my lip, he was lonely, now I knew it. "Well, I hope you'll be able to play it for that person someday, no wait, I'm sure you'll be able to play it!"
A faint smile appeared on his face, "I hope you're right Junsu."
"Ofcourse I'm right." I laughed, just trying to make him smile again, the other expression was so awkward. "I can't imagine that left you, I mean look at you!.." Why did that come out of my mouth?
"If you want to make me emberrassed well, you're doing quite a good job." He ruffeled through my haird. "C'mon, I'll get you to your room now." I glared at him while he got out of the room, I catch myself on blushing when I passed by a mirror, quickly rubbing my cheeks muttering "Be normal Be normal!" But in the end it only got worse..
With red cheeks I wiggled after him, to my "room". And as Yoochun told, it was overloaded with stuff. "I didn't imagine I'd have so many stuff."
"There's even more, did you see the drawers in the hallway, all yours.." He said while he opened the curtains to provide the room for the bright rays of the sunlight.
"At home I didn't even have stuff for my own." I said amased, examining MY belongings. "And now I have this much..."
Yoochun laughed, he stood close to me. "The time we moved into this house, you took all of your stuff with you, and ever since you didn't want to throw things away, even when it was old and worn-out, you'd still find a place to store it."
"It's really annoying the past 4 years are blanked out.. I wish I could know which memory was attached to this stuff. " I said when I took a little stuffed bear from the shelves, stroking the head. "Is there a chance I can get my memory back Yoochun?"
"I don't know, we just have to wait."
---
Later that night Yoochun cooked the dinner for us, he didn't looked like somebody who could be the new master chef, but it tasted delicious! At first is how I expected it to be, AWKWARD! It seemed Yoochun wasn't really in the mood for talking while I had a lot of questions to ask him, but I kept silence.
But eventually he started to talk a bit about the past four years. "We used to do a lot together, watching football games, going to concerts, if we wanted to do something we'd do it, like, when there was this match you really wanted to see we would just skip classes and go there instead of attending classes." Yoochun told, "We've always been.. very good friends."
I smiled, "We really skipped classes?" So I was badass afterall!
Yoochun nodded. "It caused us a lot of trouble, but we passed for our exams, got our grades so we could immidiatly get to business, teachers hated us, others admired us and some were just plain jealous." He grinned while he turned the spagetti around his fork, "But hey, look at what we are now."
I frowned, "Hey I don't exactly know what we are now, you didn't tell me!" I tried again my worst pout face on him, but NO reaction, that guy was really annoying, acting suspicious and hiding things for me. "What do I do actually?"
"Nothing much, you're still practicing to become worlds famous soccorplayer." He said teasing, from that moment on, I swore to God I'd kill him one day.
"Ha-ha, very amusing." Out of despair I stabbed my fork into the limp strings of spagetti and the surrounding meat balls. "I must have to do something, like a job?"
"You used to work at a café, but you quited because you thought you could earn more, but ever since you haven't been doing anything." Yoochun seemed to find his story quite funny, his eyes twinkled as he was waiting for me to fight back to his comment, but this time I'd be a lot smarter, or at least I hoped I'd be.
"Maybe I was just taking preparations." I felt rather satisfied about my remark, but just when I thought I had won the battle he had to screw it up again.
"You mean like eating, drinking and sleeping?"
I failed again, "How should I know, I'm the one with amnesia!"
"Stop using your handicap as a way-out."
I smirked, "So it bothers you, doesn't it?" At least he wasn't the only one who could tease around a bit, although it was quite hard to joke with Yoochun since he had that marble pokerface... and that grin he used when he said something to annoy you, it was strange, in fact it wasn't the first time we really met, so it felt a little... familiar?
"No... well maybe it does but, " It was funny to see Yoochun troubled, he'd rub the back of his head while thinking of the right answer. "You just shouldn't use it as an excuse, because apart from that you're completely fine."
"Could you tell more about us please?" I tried with puppy eyes, it always worked on my mother. But guess what, Yoochun somehow seemed to be immune for it.
"Maybe tomorrow, it's already late." He said while he picked up the plates from the table.
"What?! It's only 10 o'clock?" I objected.
"Yeah but, I'm rather tired so kinda want to hit the sheets early today."
"Fine." Again my last option to pout failed, defeated I walked to the bathroom, while brushing my teeth I was wondering what kind of things Yoochun and I did when we're younger, his story was like one of those soap series with a stupid cliffhanger at the end so you have to wait a week to find out Rick lied to Lisa for that reason, for example. This was exactly the same.
Except for the fact that my name wasn't Lisa and his wasn't Rick.
---
Next morning I woke up with a big head ache, and I didn't know where I got it from? Maybe I was sleep walking and bumped my head,.. but that would just be plain stupid.
I felt like taking a shower, since coming out of the hospital I didn't have the oppertunity to wash my hair and stuff, I was longing for a shower, I got to the door, but when I was about to turn the knob it was closed. "Yoochun~" I said in a naggy voice, "I want to take a shower now~"
No respond.. Was he deaf?
I kept knocking against the door, pushing against the wooden door, "Yoochun, You want me to stink huh?!" The most annoying thing was he just didn't say a word, I imagined something, like him sitting on the toilet, snorting while he was listening to my naggy voice to get a respond of him, just like a little girl who almost force her mother to buy that barbie doll with the hair that colors when you sprinkle it with water.
Why do I always compare myself to a girl?
After a while of yelling, pushing and knocking I became tired, so leaned against the door. "Okay, ... " I panted. "You win.. this time." For the last time I hitted my hand against the wood, at least... I expected it to be wood. But instead I hitted Yoochun's , moist, bare chest. I didn't dare to open my eyes.. but couldn't help myself, slowly I lifted my eyelids to look up, that guy, with the same annoying grin on his face got a grip on my wrist, and that was the moment I started to notice my cheeks wasn't against the door anymore..
"You're really noisy you know?!" He said teasing, "It's really annoying to hear you nag when you just woke up."
"Pardon?" I said astonished, "You're the one who's annoying, why don't you answer me when I'm talking to you?!" I punched his upper arm(well it's not really punching... more like a imaginary punch which in reality is just my fist touching the arm), what made him laugh even more.
"You're really amusing Su, you should see your face now." His fingers touched my cheeks slightely, shivers went down my spine when I felt his skin against mine, before I knew I automatically hitted his hand.
"Hey, stop touching me!"
"Alright, well go take your shower. " He said while he walked passed me, leaving me in a daze of annoyance and confusion. "Don't drown yourself!"
"Stop teasing me!" I yelled at him, "And since when do you have permission to shorten my name to Su, it's sounds girly!"
While I was taking a shower and relaxed a bit after the morning fuzz with Yoochun, I told myself not to give in to that well-witted punk anymore, from now on no more Pouty-Junsu.
It was going to be hard.
At least that was what I thought when I was about to enter the livingroom with a practiced comment, but there was no one there...
The living room was completely desolated! Maybe he had turned into Houdini and disappeared? I thought it was a cool thing untill I spotted a little note on the table from the well-witted punk.
Hey you (First the whole Su thing, and now he didn't even use my name!!!)
As you see I suddenly disappeared like I am the double of Houdini, which I'm not,
I'm off to work, just try to enjoy yourself a bit while I'm going because I'll be home at 4,
Promise me one thing,
Don't do stupid things!
-Yoochun
I frowned when I thorn the paper to pieces and used it as my personal confetti, that bastard didn't even tell me he had to work today..
How was I supposed to survive this day full of boredom?
End.
____________________________________________________________________________________________
First Chapter 8D. Will Junsu be able to survive his day full of boredom?~
Now. Of to sleep =_____=
Length: 1/10(?)
Author:JadeXScandal
Rating: PG13 (can vary)
Pairings: YooSu
Themes: Fluff, Romance, humor , (Angst&Drama will come as the story continues)
Disclaimer: If I had enough money and power, I'd own them T___T.
Summary: Memory loss could mean the end of their relationship.
A/N: First realy chapter, from now on it will be told in Junsu's POV.
Chapter 1
"WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?"
"..Humans call it a house."
I pushed my noise against the cold carwindow, staring at a huge house, I could feel my jaw drop onto my ankles, well metaphorical speaking.. If I was living in this house, how in the WORLD could I pay it?! "Wait a sec, How can I live in such a big house?!"
"Well, I kinda paid for it." Yoochun answered while he drove onto the parking lot.
"What! You bought this house on your own?!" I couldn't believe what he was saying, how could he pay this house while he was only 23 years old.
"Yeah, I used to live large in America, I don't like small houses, they give me claustrophobia." He was so calm while I was freaking out on my own, I tried my pout face on him, but no respond, what was wrong with that guy?
"And you're sure I really live in this house?" I tried, maybe it was all just a lame joke, maybe my amnesia was lied and even the doctors who I trusted were lying to me! Maybe a camera team would come out of the blue screaming; "SECRET CAMERA! YOU'RE FOOLED!", Then we could laugh about it and go home.
"101% Positive."
Well that made sense, what if he was trained on a pokerface, because he hadn't been smiling from the begin of the ride. It made me feel awkward. "And all my stuff's in there?"
Yoochun nodded when he pulled the key out of the contact, "Most of the space in the house is stuffed with your belongings." Why did he have to say it like that, it made me feel like I was a bad person, but it was a big house.. so it would mean... My stuff would be everywhere around. It was really hard to change the mood when we walked up to the front door of the house, that was huge too. But when Yoochun was giving me an house tour the atmosphere got a lot better. The smile I had seen before at the hospital returned so I was glad.
The house had a romantic feeling, the walls were creamy white (much better than at the hospital) and it had a really domesticly ambience, there was even a music room with a large black piano. "Waah it's so beautiful!" I sighed when I touched the cold fabric of the piano, "Hey Yoochun, you play the piano right?"
He nodded, slowly he took a seat on the piano stool. "You want to hear something?"
"Ofcourse I want to hear something, play!" I said enthusiastic, sitting on the ground next to the instrument, my eyes focused on him, when he started to play his smile disappeared, instead his eyes blinked, with an emotion I wasn't really able to place, but it looked like he was lonely or something, maybe I thought like that because the melody he played sounded sad. His expression while he played was scaring me, just when he was smiling again. When he stopped I applaused. "That was amazing!
"I wrote things song for someone I really liked." He said with a sigh, "I wasn't able to play it."
So there was something bothering him, "Why not?"
"Because the person left."
I bit on my lip, he was lonely, now I knew it. "Well, I hope you'll be able to play it for that person someday, no wait, I'm sure you'll be able to play it!"
A faint smile appeared on his face, "I hope you're right Junsu."
"Ofcourse I'm right." I laughed, just trying to make him smile again, the other expression was so awkward. "I can't imagine that left you, I mean look at you!.." Why did that come out of my mouth?
"If you want to make me emberrassed well, you're doing quite a good job." He ruffeled through my haird. "C'mon, I'll get you to your room now." I glared at him while he got out of the room, I catch myself on blushing when I passed by a mirror, quickly rubbing my cheeks muttering "Be normal Be normal!" But in the end it only got worse..
With red cheeks I wiggled after him, to my "room". And as Yoochun told, it was overloaded with stuff. "I didn't imagine I'd have so many stuff."
"There's even more, did you see the drawers in the hallway, all yours.." He said while he opened the curtains to provide the room for the bright rays of the sunlight.
"At home I didn't even have stuff for my own." I said amased, examining MY belongings. "And now I have this much..."
Yoochun laughed, he stood close to me. "The time we moved into this house, you took all of your stuff with you, and ever since you didn't want to throw things away, even when it was old and worn-out, you'd still find a place to store it."
"It's really annoying the past 4 years are blanked out.. I wish I could know which memory was attached to this stuff. " I said when I took a little stuffed bear from the shelves, stroking the head. "Is there a chance I can get my memory back Yoochun?"
"I don't know, we just have to wait."
---
Later that night Yoochun cooked the dinner for us, he didn't looked like somebody who could be the new master chef, but it tasted delicious! At first is how I expected it to be, AWKWARD! It seemed Yoochun wasn't really in the mood for talking while I had a lot of questions to ask him, but I kept silence.
But eventually he started to talk a bit about the past four years. "We used to do a lot together, watching football games, going to concerts, if we wanted to do something we'd do it, like, when there was this match you really wanted to see we would just skip classes and go there instead of attending classes." Yoochun told, "We've always been.. very good friends."
I smiled, "We really skipped classes?" So I was badass afterall!
Yoochun nodded. "It caused us a lot of trouble, but we passed for our exams, got our grades so we could immidiatly get to business, teachers hated us, others admired us and some were just plain jealous." He grinned while he turned the spagetti around his fork, "But hey, look at what we are now."
I frowned, "Hey I don't exactly know what we are now, you didn't tell me!" I tried again my worst pout face on him, but NO reaction, that guy was really annoying, acting suspicious and hiding things for me. "What do I do actually?"
"Nothing much, you're still practicing to become worlds famous soccorplayer." He said teasing, from that moment on, I swore to God I'd kill him one day.
"Ha-ha, very amusing." Out of despair I stabbed my fork into the limp strings of spagetti and the surrounding meat balls. "I must have to do something, like a job?"
"You used to work at a café, but you quited because you thought you could earn more, but ever since you haven't been doing anything." Yoochun seemed to find his story quite funny, his eyes twinkled as he was waiting for me to fight back to his comment, but this time I'd be a lot smarter, or at least I hoped I'd be.
"Maybe I was just taking preparations." I felt rather satisfied about my remark, but just when I thought I had won the battle he had to screw it up again.
"You mean like eating, drinking and sleeping?"
I failed again, "How should I know, I'm the one with amnesia!"
"Stop using your handicap as a way-out."
I smirked, "So it bothers you, doesn't it?" At least he wasn't the only one who could tease around a bit, although it was quite hard to joke with Yoochun since he had that marble pokerface... and that grin he used when he said something to annoy you, it was strange, in fact it wasn't the first time we really met, so it felt a little... familiar?
"No... well maybe it does but, " It was funny to see Yoochun troubled, he'd rub the back of his head while thinking of the right answer. "You just shouldn't use it as an excuse, because apart from that you're completely fine."
"Could you tell more about us please?" I tried with puppy eyes, it always worked on my mother. But guess what, Yoochun somehow seemed to be immune for it.
"Maybe tomorrow, it's already late." He said while he picked up the plates from the table.
"What?! It's only 10 o'clock?" I objected.
"Yeah but, I'm rather tired so kinda want to hit the sheets early today."
"Fine." Again my last option to pout failed, defeated I walked to the bathroom, while brushing my teeth I was wondering what kind of things Yoochun and I did when we're younger, his story was like one of those soap series with a stupid cliffhanger at the end so you have to wait a week to find out Rick lied to Lisa for that reason, for example. This was exactly the same.
Except for the fact that my name wasn't Lisa and his wasn't Rick.
---
Next morning I woke up with a big head ache, and I didn't know where I got it from? Maybe I was sleep walking and bumped my head,.. but that would just be plain stupid.
I felt like taking a shower, since coming out of the hospital I didn't have the oppertunity to wash my hair and stuff, I was longing for a shower, I got to the door, but when I was about to turn the knob it was closed. "Yoochun~" I said in a naggy voice, "I want to take a shower now~"
No respond.. Was he deaf?
I kept knocking against the door, pushing against the wooden door, "Yoochun, You want me to stink huh?!" The most annoying thing was he just didn't say a word, I imagined something, like him sitting on the toilet, snorting while he was listening to my naggy voice to get a respond of him, just like a little girl who almost force her mother to buy that barbie doll with the hair that colors when you sprinkle it with water.
Why do I always compare myself to a girl?
After a while of yelling, pushing and knocking I became tired, so leaned against the door. "Okay, ... " I panted. "You win.. this time." For the last time I hitted my hand against the wood, at least... I expected it to be wood. But instead I hitted Yoochun's , moist, bare chest. I didn't dare to open my eyes.. but couldn't help myself, slowly I lifted my eyelids to look up, that guy, with the same annoying grin on his face got a grip on my wrist, and that was the moment I started to notice my cheeks wasn't against the door anymore..
"You're really noisy you know?!" He said teasing, "It's really annoying to hear you nag when you just woke up."
"Pardon?" I said astonished, "You're the one who's annoying, why don't you answer me when I'm talking to you?!" I punched his upper arm(well it's not really punching... more like a imaginary punch which in reality is just my fist touching the arm), what made him laugh even more.
"You're really amusing Su, you should see your face now." His fingers touched my cheeks slightely, shivers went down my spine when I felt his skin against mine, before I knew I automatically hitted his hand.
"Hey, stop touching me!"
"Alright, well go take your shower. " He said while he walked passed me, leaving me in a daze of annoyance and confusion. "Don't drown yourself!"
"Stop teasing me!" I yelled at him, "And since when do you have permission to shorten my name to Su, it's sounds girly!"
While I was taking a shower and relaxed a bit after the morning fuzz with Yoochun, I told myself not to give in to that well-witted punk anymore, from now on no more Pouty-Junsu.
It was going to be hard.
At least that was what I thought when I was about to enter the livingroom with a practiced comment, but there was no one there...
The living room was completely desolated! Maybe he had turned into Houdini and disappeared? I thought it was a cool thing untill I spotted a little note on the table from the well-witted punk.
Hey you (First the whole Su thing, and now he didn't even use my name!!!)
As you see I suddenly disappeared like I am the double of Houdini, which I'm not,
I'm off to work, just try to enjoy yourself a bit while I'm going because I'll be home at 4,
Promise me one thing,
Don't do stupid things!
-Yoochun
I frowned when I thorn the paper to pieces and used it as my personal confetti, that bastard didn't even tell me he had to work today..
How was I supposed to survive this day full of boredom?
End.
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First Chapter 8D. Will Junsu be able to survive his day full of boredom?~
Now. Of to sleep =_____=