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Summary: what Jaejoong does to attract Yunho’s attention, and what happened that attracts Yunho’s attention
Disclaimer: I don’t own anything
A/N: written in first person, Jae’s PoV :D I hope you’ll like this. Haven’t written Jae’s PoV for a long time now. Or maybe this is the first time x3
The happenings here are inspired by what happened to my trainer and her friend. But no, she didn’t attract anyone xDDD
Anyway, enjoy~
Teach Me Trainer
“Yunho who?” Junsu asked as he looked at me as if I am possessed. Well, I am not, and Junsu just likes to give that look to everyone. And no, I am not being defensive.
“Jung Yunho. I’m sure you know him.”
“Oh, yes, yes,” he nodded somewhat thoughtfully, not that he’d ever be, and grinned at me. “You decide to be a personal trainer just because of him? How romantic.”
I rolled my eyes, and whacked him on the head. “I decided to be a personal trainer there because of him. I was applying to another gym.”
“Right, same diff,” Junsu shrugged it off. “He’s quite busy, isn’t he? I can get you the schedule if you want. Then you can arrange your schedule too.”
“Why, how thoughtful of you,” I grinned almost lopsidedly. “I have asked for this month’s schedule though. I think I can join some of his classes.”
“Oh? What are they?” Junsu asked, looking mildly interested. And that, was because he is such a gossiper.
“Body combat,” I said, trying to remember the names. “And body balance.”
“Aw,” Junsu pouted a little. “Too bad you can’t join his hip hop class with me.”
“Sorry Su,” I smiled apologetically at him. “I’ll see if I can make the time next month, okay?”
“You have to!” he almost squeaked as he shook me, and I swore I saw the lamp replicating into three.
“Okay, okay, I will! Stop shaking me!”
“Good. Now go, you don’t want to be late to meet your client.”
And guess what I did next. Yeah, I screamed, as manly as I could-not that I was ever manly-and rushed out of the apartment unit, running like a madman.
-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.
“Are you going to join this class?”
I turned around and saw a young woman smiling at me as she pointed at the aerobic room.
“Ah, yes, I am,” I nodded slowly.
“The class is going to start soon. Why don’t you get in and reserve a good spot?”
“I’m going to,” I said, and followed her inside. Truthfully, I am a little nervous at the moment because I have never joined any class before, and I snuck in here in between my teaching time.
Ah, might as well enjoy this while it lasts then. I stood near the left side of the room, and slightly at the back. I’m not confident enough to stand in front, seeing they all have much more experience than I do.
Minutes later, the room was crowded and packed with people, and he finally came.
“Good afternoon everyone,” he greeted with a charming smile, and I feel like melting into a puddle. “Ah, it’s way more crowded than usual today. Be careful so that you don’t hit anyone.”
The class chorused an okay, and I only blinked, looking around. Well, no one was very close to me, so I think it should be fairly safe. I don’t even want to think of what would happen to them if they do get hit by me.
Has anyone said personal trainers are strong?
The class started, and I followed it in ease. The moves weren’t hard, and I didn’t have to exert so much energy. I did sweat a lot, though, because the room was very hot.
Everything was going just well, when suddenly…
“Ouch!”
Oh my goodness. This did not just happen. No, please, no.
Everyone in the class paused, and looked around. I nervously took off my other shoe, and pushed it to the side, while trying to smile innocently.
Aish, if only I had tied the shoelaces when I arrived here. I didn’t know I forgot to when I rushed out of Junsu’s apartment, and now, look at what it had done.
Apparently, when I did a kick, my shoe went flying across the room, and hit the instructor on the head.
He looked around for a while, but then ignored it, and merely put the shoe aside. I thank whatever deities were up there for not letting him get angry at me.
“Let’s continue, guys. Come on.”
I sighed in relief when the class continued. I think everyone knew it was my shoe, because they noticed I was the only one with no shoes on in the room, but they ignored it.
“Now kick to the back, but make sure your path is clear!”
I looked behind me, and saw that the only person behind me was a girl, who was at the left corner, and that was a good two meters away from me. Just as I was about to kick backwards, I felt the wind knocked out of me.
Someone kicked me right at my solar plexus.
“Instructor! Someone got hit!”
What did I do to deserve this treatment, woman!? Oh wait… maybe she’s a Yunho fan too, and she’s angry at me for hitting his head with the shoe?
“I’m sorry! I didn’t know he was so close!”
Want me to lend you my glasses!?
Argh, if I could shout, I would’ve screamed obscenities at her. But as luck would have it, it was hard trying to breathe, much less speak.
“I don’t think he can breathe…”
And yes, I can’t breathe. Does my bluish face show that?
Yunho quickly got down from the small stage in front and walked over to me. If this wasn’t such a life-and-death situation, I am sure my inner fangirlboy would squeal so hard and jump around in joy.
“Bend over.”
Gaaaaaaah! Inner pervert, go away!
I bent forward slightly, and he hit my back, successfully making me cough hard. On a brighter note, I can breathe now.
I panted slightly, trying to regain my breath. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome,” he smiled his megawatt smile at me, and I felt like fainting. “Here, you sit at the back. I’ll tend to you after the class ends.”
The girl who was at the left corner moved forward, and he urged me to sit there, watching until the class ends. It was only about ten minutes, though.
“Thank you for coming!” he shouted as they finished the cooling down, and the members were starting to stream out of the room. There is a ten-minute break between classes, so the room was empty.
“Here, your shoes.”
I know I must’ve blushed at that because my face felt so hot. My first day as a trainer, and I didn’t act like a trainer at all. I wonder if my clients would still choose me later.
“Are you feeling better?” he asked. “Do you have to teach someone after this?”
“Huh?”
I blanked at that. What did he just say?
“You’re a trainer, aren’t you?” he asked as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. “I kind of noticed from your clothes. Most members don’t wear t-shirt with pants.”
“Oh. Uh… yes, I have someone to teach after this.”
“And afterwards?”
“No, just this one.”
“Okay,” he nodded, and helped me stand up. “I have a class right after that. Are you joining?”
“Um… I think.”
“Good, I’ll be waiting then,” he patted my shoulder. “What’s your name?”
“Jaejoong.”
“Kim Jaejoong? Ah, you’re the new trainer then?” he grinned at me. “I’ll see you later then.”
He ruffled my hair, and patted my back before he walked out of the room.
It took me about two minutes before it finally dawned in my mind, and I jumped around the room, squealing, before I noticed that a few members were starting to enter the aerobic room, and was staring at me funny.
I laughed nervously at them, and bolted out of the room.
-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.
I sighed softly when the class was finally coming to an end. It wasn’t boring, really, but I guess I was just a little too hyper for something this slow.
I lay down on the wooden floor, and stared at the ceiling. We were supposed to do this for five minutes without saying anything, and the room was dead silent.
Tomorrow, I don’t have any clients, but there are some classes that Yunho teach. Should I come? Hm…
Maybe Junsu won’t mind accompanying me…
-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.
“Jae? Jaejoong?”
I blinked slowly, and opened my eyes, only to see Yunho looming over me.
Oh no… what did I do wrong now?
“Hey, you’re finally awake,” he smiled down at me. “The others are out already.”
Finally? Finally???
“How long have I been asleep?”
“Thirty minutes, I guess. You’re lucky that was the last class in this room,” Yunho shrugged.
Now I feel like banging my head onto the wall.
“It’s okay, though. If you can sleep right after the class, that means the class is a success.”
I hope he’s not just trying to humor me.
And why the hell did I screw up so bad? I’m a trainer for goodness’ sake! I wasn’t supposed to blunder in classes! Now how am I going to get him attracted to me?
“Hey.”
“Yes?” I looked up as I stretched slightly.
“Want to go out for dinner?”
At this moment, I am not sure how I should react. My inner fanboy told me to jump up, glomp him and shout yes at the top of my lungs. My inner pervert told me to ask him to my apartment instead. My inner logic told me to ask why.
“Uh… sure.”
And that was my inner idiot who could say nothing but uh and another word. Period.
He grinned at me, and walked over. “You don’t have to join my classes to get my attention,” he said softly. “You already got it the moment you came here with the application form.”
I blanked for the second time this day. How could I didn’t notice it sooner?
My client wore a t-shirt with pants, and he knew my surname without me telling him!
“You’re really cute,” he shook his head. “Although I’m still a little mad at you because of the shoe.”
“How should I make it up then?”
“Let’s see… we can start by going out.”
And I’ll Teach You
I hope you enjoyed that :D please leave a comment if you do <3~
Disclaimer: I don’t own anything
A/N: written in first person, Jae’s PoV :D I hope you’ll like this. Haven’t written Jae’s PoV for a long time now. Or maybe this is the first time x3
The happenings here are inspired by what happened to my trainer and her friend. But no, she didn’t attract anyone xDDD
Anyway, enjoy~
Teach Me Trainer
“Yunho who?” Junsu asked as he looked at me as if I am possessed. Well, I am not, and Junsu just likes to give that look to everyone. And no, I am not being defensive.
“Jung Yunho. I’m sure you know him.”
“Oh, yes, yes,” he nodded somewhat thoughtfully, not that he’d ever be, and grinned at me. “You decide to be a personal trainer just because of him? How romantic.”
I rolled my eyes, and whacked him on the head. “I decided to be a personal trainer there because of him. I was applying to another gym.”
“Right, same diff,” Junsu shrugged it off. “He’s quite busy, isn’t he? I can get you the schedule if you want. Then you can arrange your schedule too.”
“Why, how thoughtful of you,” I grinned almost lopsidedly. “I have asked for this month’s schedule though. I think I can join some of his classes.”
“Oh? What are they?” Junsu asked, looking mildly interested. And that, was because he is such a gossiper.
“Body combat,” I said, trying to remember the names. “And body balance.”
“Aw,” Junsu pouted a little. “Too bad you can’t join his hip hop class with me.”
“Sorry Su,” I smiled apologetically at him. “I’ll see if I can make the time next month, okay?”
“You have to!” he almost squeaked as he shook me, and I swore I saw the lamp replicating into three.
“Okay, okay, I will! Stop shaking me!”
“Good. Now go, you don’t want to be late to meet your client.”
And guess what I did next. Yeah, I screamed, as manly as I could-not that I was ever manly-and rushed out of the apartment unit, running like a madman.
-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.
“Are you going to join this class?”
I turned around and saw a young woman smiling at me as she pointed at the aerobic room.
“Ah, yes, I am,” I nodded slowly.
“The class is going to start soon. Why don’t you get in and reserve a good spot?”
“I’m going to,” I said, and followed her inside. Truthfully, I am a little nervous at the moment because I have never joined any class before, and I snuck in here in between my teaching time.
Ah, might as well enjoy this while it lasts then. I stood near the left side of the room, and slightly at the back. I’m not confident enough to stand in front, seeing they all have much more experience than I do.
Minutes later, the room was crowded and packed with people, and he finally came.
“Good afternoon everyone,” he greeted with a charming smile, and I feel like melting into a puddle. “Ah, it’s way more crowded than usual today. Be careful so that you don’t hit anyone.”
The class chorused an okay, and I only blinked, looking around. Well, no one was very close to me, so I think it should be fairly safe. I don’t even want to think of what would happen to them if they do get hit by me.
Has anyone said personal trainers are strong?
The class started, and I followed it in ease. The moves weren’t hard, and I didn’t have to exert so much energy. I did sweat a lot, though, because the room was very hot.
Everything was going just well, when suddenly…
“Ouch!”
Oh my goodness. This did not just happen. No, please, no.
Everyone in the class paused, and looked around. I nervously took off my other shoe, and pushed it to the side, while trying to smile innocently.
Aish, if only I had tied the shoelaces when I arrived here. I didn’t know I forgot to when I rushed out of Junsu’s apartment, and now, look at what it had done.
Apparently, when I did a kick, my shoe went flying across the room, and hit the instructor on the head.
He looked around for a while, but then ignored it, and merely put the shoe aside. I thank whatever deities were up there for not letting him get angry at me.
“Let’s continue, guys. Come on.”
I sighed in relief when the class continued. I think everyone knew it was my shoe, because they noticed I was the only one with no shoes on in the room, but they ignored it.
“Now kick to the back, but make sure your path is clear!”
I looked behind me, and saw that the only person behind me was a girl, who was at the left corner, and that was a good two meters away from me. Just as I was about to kick backwards, I felt the wind knocked out of me.
Someone kicked me right at my solar plexus.
“Instructor! Someone got hit!”
What did I do to deserve this treatment, woman!? Oh wait… maybe she’s a Yunho fan too, and she’s angry at me for hitting his head with the shoe?
“I’m sorry! I didn’t know he was so close!”
Want me to lend you my glasses!?
Argh, if I could shout, I would’ve screamed obscenities at her. But as luck would have it, it was hard trying to breathe, much less speak.
“I don’t think he can breathe…”
And yes, I can’t breathe. Does my bluish face show that?
Yunho quickly got down from the small stage in front and walked over to me. If this wasn’t such a life-and-death situation, I am sure my inner fangirlboy would squeal so hard and jump around in joy.
“Bend over.”
Gaaaaaaah! Inner pervert, go away!
I bent forward slightly, and he hit my back, successfully making me cough hard. On a brighter note, I can breathe now.
I panted slightly, trying to regain my breath. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome,” he smiled his megawatt smile at me, and I felt like fainting. “Here, you sit at the back. I’ll tend to you after the class ends.”
The girl who was at the left corner moved forward, and he urged me to sit there, watching until the class ends. It was only about ten minutes, though.
“Thank you for coming!” he shouted as they finished the cooling down, and the members were starting to stream out of the room. There is a ten-minute break between classes, so the room was empty.
“Here, your shoes.”
I know I must’ve blushed at that because my face felt so hot. My first day as a trainer, and I didn’t act like a trainer at all. I wonder if my clients would still choose me later.
“Are you feeling better?” he asked. “Do you have to teach someone after this?”
“Huh?”
I blanked at that. What did he just say?
“You’re a trainer, aren’t you?” he asked as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. “I kind of noticed from your clothes. Most members don’t wear t-shirt with pants.”
“Oh. Uh… yes, I have someone to teach after this.”
“And afterwards?”
“No, just this one.”
“Okay,” he nodded, and helped me stand up. “I have a class right after that. Are you joining?”
“Um… I think.”
“Good, I’ll be waiting then,” he patted my shoulder. “What’s your name?”
“Jaejoong.”
“Kim Jaejoong? Ah, you’re the new trainer then?” he grinned at me. “I’ll see you later then.”
He ruffled my hair, and patted my back before he walked out of the room.
It took me about two minutes before it finally dawned in my mind, and I jumped around the room, squealing, before I noticed that a few members were starting to enter the aerobic room, and was staring at me funny.
I laughed nervously at them, and bolted out of the room.
-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.
I sighed softly when the class was finally coming to an end. It wasn’t boring, really, but I guess I was just a little too hyper for something this slow.
I lay down on the wooden floor, and stared at the ceiling. We were supposed to do this for five minutes without saying anything, and the room was dead silent.
Tomorrow, I don’t have any clients, but there are some classes that Yunho teach. Should I come? Hm…
Maybe Junsu won’t mind accompanying me…
-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.
“Jae? Jaejoong?”
I blinked slowly, and opened my eyes, only to see Yunho looming over me.
Oh no… what did I do wrong now?
“Hey, you’re finally awake,” he smiled down at me. “The others are out already.”
Finally? Finally???
“How long have I been asleep?”
“Thirty minutes, I guess. You’re lucky that was the last class in this room,” Yunho shrugged.
Now I feel like banging my head onto the wall.
“It’s okay, though. If you can sleep right after the class, that means the class is a success.”
I hope he’s not just trying to humor me.
And why the hell did I screw up so bad? I’m a trainer for goodness’ sake! I wasn’t supposed to blunder in classes! Now how am I going to get him attracted to me?
“Hey.”
“Yes?” I looked up as I stretched slightly.
“Want to go out for dinner?”
At this moment, I am not sure how I should react. My inner fanboy told me to jump up, glomp him and shout yes at the top of my lungs. My inner pervert told me to ask him to my apartment instead. My inner logic told me to ask why.
“Uh… sure.”
And that was my inner idiot who could say nothing but uh and another word. Period.
He grinned at me, and walked over. “You don’t have to join my classes to get my attention,” he said softly. “You already got it the moment you came here with the application form.”
I blanked for the second time this day. How could I didn’t notice it sooner?
My client wore a t-shirt with pants, and he knew my surname without me telling him!
“You’re really cute,” he shook his head. “Although I’m still a little mad at you because of the shoe.”
“How should I make it up then?”
“Let’s see… we can start by going out.”
And I’ll Teach You
I hope you enjoyed that :D please leave a comment if you do <3~