Title: Soulmates
Pairings: Yunjae, ChunJae in some form or other.
Form: Oneshot
Words: 939
Summary: Yoochun finds that loosing someone isn't always a sudden thing; but that it doesn't make it any less painful.
(IT'S NOT A DEATHFIC! D:)
He was mine, all through school.
You could have asked anyone at our school and they would have told you that Jae and I were attached at the hip. He was closer to me then even my brother Yoowhan, which is saying something - I love my family to bits.
I couldn’t have asked for a better best friend - we were like those weird idealised people on TV. We only fought over the stupid things, and both of us instinctively knew when we had gone too far, and just how to fix it. Whe could tell when the other was down, and fed off each other's happiness. We talked about nonsense, we talked about all the things that mattered, and we talked about all the things between. Sometimes, we didn't even need to talk at all. We picked up the name ‘Soulmates’… and it felt right.
There were other friends, of course - both of us were quite popular, and never lacked for company - but in the end it always just came down to the two of us. Even when girls came into the picture, it stayed the same. Bros over hos, and all that.
That’s why, during first year uni, I didn’t think anything of it when Jae came back from his second week of class gushing about this gorgeous guy in one of his classes. To be sure, the whole ‘guy’ thing threw me for a loop a little - Jae had never dated a guy before. Then again, I can’t say it was that much of a surprise, really, given that I did know Jae almost as well as myself.
Guy or no guy, the dating scene had never interrupted our friendship before, so I listened to him swoon and worry and make a bit of an idiot of himself (after all, what are friends for?) and encouraged him like I should.
So when I got introduced to Yunho a few weeks later, it came as no big surprise. Neither did the two of them hooking up a few months later.
It was different, seeing Jae with a guy. He acted differently with Yunho then he had with his previous girlfriends, and I found it plenty amusing. It gave me great ammunition to tease him with, at any rate. And Yunho got my seal of approval - he was an upstanding guy, and honestly I was rather surprised that he was interested in scatter-brained Jae, who seemed his polar opposite.
But opposites attract, and balance each other I suppose, and they made a nice couple, I had to say. Yunho migrated into our little circle of friends, bouncing back and forth between us and ‘his’ friends, which were made of a wider variety of personalities then I gave him credit for. There were a few of his more serious, straight-laced guys, like Junsu or Donghae, but then there was his completely insane friend Heechul, who butted heads with Jae on more then one occasion. This amused all of us though, because we could see the reason for it - they were two peas in a pod.
It didn’t really hit me until years later. At our graduation ceremony, ironically enough.
I was waiting to get my degree, in the long line of black-robed people, and clapping hard as Jae received his ahead of me. I grinned as I saw my friend take the paper in hand and bounce of the stage, the fruit of his somewhat sporadic studying in his hands. And I saw him bounce down the stairs (nearly falling in the process) and launch himself into Yunho’s waiting arms. They kissed, like they had hundreds, thousands of times before…
And that’s when I realised I’d lost him.
He was no longer just mine. I wasn’t the focus of his life anymore, and probably hadn’t been for a while. Sure, he was still my best friend, still my ‘other half’ in some way… but he was also Yunho’s other half. It became so clear to me in that split second that Jae had moved on, up, had found a part of his life I hadn’t even thought about yet.
I can’t even remember accepting my degree that day. I was too dazed by the realisation - a realisation that had been waiting to happen for a long time now. Jaejoong had someone else now, and I was left alone in a place that had previously seemed so comfortable, but now seemed so empty and cold.
I saw them there together throught the whole ceremony, kissing, holding hands, or with their arms wrapped around each other, and I realised what I’d already sort of known in the back of my head. I'd just been too wrapped up in myself to acknowledge or understand it.
Jaejoong and Yunho had a forever-type thing. It wasn’t at all like the girlfriends we’d both had on and off in high school, like the in numerous girls that had paraded through my life since then. For all that they were both men, they were for each other. It was in the way they looked at each other, the way they were comfortable showing their love in the little things. After the initial fiery burn of passion, they’d settled in what I could only think of ‘married bliss’. They were able to be in love without the stupid nicknames, without the constant gifts or special dates. They just were. And were happy together. And unless something horridly drastic happened, they would be that way for a long time now.
Jaejoong had found his soul mate, for real, and somehow I felt like I had just lost mine.