Whale Hunting - Chapter 1
Title: Whale Hunting
Pairing: YunJae
Length: 1/12
Genre: Road trip, Romance
Rating: Eventual NC-17
Warnings: ...quirky!Jae xD
Beta: subi
Disclaimer: This fic is named after Song Changsik’s song “Whale Hunting”. The plot has been inspired by this song, and also slightly by a number of Korean films from different decades.
Summary: Yunho left Seoul for the sole reason of getting rid of his friends, but instead he gains himself a new one.
And a dog. Yes, let’s not forget about the dog.
Chapters: 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 | 06 | 07 | 08 | 09 | 10 | 11 | 12 | Epilogue
Chapter 1
Yunho has hardly ever entertained the idea of picking up a hitchhiker, what with his mother’s obsession of odd violent crime cases, old thriller films and all; he has seen “The Hitcher” a few times too many. Still, regardless of the accompanying huge white monster Yunho assumes is a dog, the man looks as harmless as they come, even if a little peculiar.
The man is standing next to the road with his thumb pointed upwards, leaning against the fence rocking a mustard button-up with long point collars that painfully resembles Yunho of his father’s youth photographs. Even the man’s moppy black hair is like dad during his wild 70s years, Yunho thinks and doesn’t even try to repress his smile as an image of his father and his excited smile and rushing tone of voice invades his brain. His father sure liked to recall the story of the frenzied chase as he ran from the police, trying to protect his precious but illegal sideburns from forced trimming. The man looking for a lift on the roadside sure would have had problems with the official authorities too, Yunho chuckles to himself, since his hair covers his ears and continues down to his neck, even longer than his dad’s used to be.
Maybe it’s the reminder of his late father that makes Yunho pull over, but he does and has never been happier that he didn’t tell his mother about his little trip. His mother would be freaking out even if he promised not to pick up any hitchhikers - Yunho is quite sure she has seen “The Hitcher” even more times than he has - but surely the knowledge that he actually engages in such activities would be enough to cause her a heart failure.
The man notices his car immediately and walks over with a friendly smile on his face, followed closely by the white polar bear that keeps nudging its nose to the man’s upper thigh covered in old washed-out denims.
Yunho scrunches his face and wonders if this was such a good idea after all. How is he ever going to fit that animal in his old Kia Pride.
However, the man has already reached his car and he is forced to lower the windowpane, encountering the smiley face of the traveller.
“Where ya heading, flower boy?” the man asks him, smiling as he rests his elbow on the window frame. Yunho can only stare at him disbelievingly - who is this guy to go around calling people pretty boys? He is quite the epitome of one himself!
A hand reaches inside and pulls at Yunho’s nose, causing him to snap out of his stupor. He shakes his head, detaching the teasing fingers from his face. The man’s smile widens but he does nothing else, crinkling his eyes as he looks down at Yunho’s face, expectant.
“Gwangju,” he answers a little stupidly and hurries to elaborate, “the smaller and closer one.”
“What a coincidence,” the man exclaims delighted, “that’s the direction I’m going too!”
Without an invitation, he heaves the door open and clambers over Yunho who presses himself against his seat, surprised and tries to avoid the man’s boots as their heels swing dangerously in front of his nose. Before he manages to refocus - one could consider walking around to the other side of the car a task too laborious, he supposes, and his car has no backdoors after all - the dog is also climbing over him after its owner and Yunho feels kind of annoyed as it decides to stop halfway to sniff at his face. One approving once-over later its tongue is dragging over Yunho’s face and spreading drool confidently over his chin and cheeks. Yunho splutters but his arms are held down by the animal’s massive weight and even though he normally loves dogs and children and all drooling creatures in general, he kind of wishes the monstrosity would just leave both getting acquainted for a later time and his face alone.
He hears the man next to him chuckle and the dog’s face is pulled away from his, but one of its strong hind legs and a happily whipping tail remain on his lap, the tail snapping constantly against his stomach as the dog buries its nose onto its owner’s side. The man lets go of the chequered scarf tied around the dog’s neck and ignores all pleads for petting, instead turning his head to Yunho.
“Jaejoong,” he says, his smile still intact as he flashes Yunho even more of his pearly whites than before if possible. Yunho struggles to reciprocate, managing a crooked raise of the other corner of his lips but Jaejoong smiles and smiles and Yunho wonders if it hurts his cheeks. He faces the front, a little stupefied and decides to ignore the tail wagging against his abdomen the best he can for the time being.
Something nudges his nose again. Yunho turns to look at the extremely smiley man sitting on the passenger seat next to him.
“This is the part where you introduce yourself,” Jaejoong explains in an extremely friendly and understanding manner as if talking to a child. Yunho’s mouth almost drops open, okay maybe it does a little bit. Jaejoong just looks him straight in the eye and continues with his instructions.
“You can tell me your name, age, where you are going and why, for example,” he grins and pats Yunho’s shoulder before extracting his hand and resting it on the top of his dog as if the animal was not there at all and he was just resting his hand on his own lap.
Yunho looks at him seriously and suggests, a little suspicious, “Isn’t that what the hitchhiker is supposed to do?”
“Oh okay,” Jaejoong agrees immediately. “I was born in Gongju with the surname Han but as I was adopted my name is now Kim Jaejoong, I’m a Kimhae Kim-sshi do you want to know my generation too?” he says without a breather and Yunho doesn’t know anymore whether to act surprised or not. Who the hell introduces themselves with their clan name in the 21st century anyway? Yunho isn’t quite sure if he even knows his own one. He’s pretty sure his family has lived in Gwangju - mind you, the bigger and further away one - for ages, but is there even a Jung clan originating from Gwangju?
Once again, for the third time during the last three minutes, he finds himself snapping back to reality with someone pulling at his nose.
“When I was a kid my mom made me and my sisters wake our father up by pulling at his big toe all the time. He sleeps with his blanket over his head and his feet exposed you see, actually I sleep like that too, it’s very easy to catch a cold like that you know so that’s why my mom would always pack me an extra pair of socks when we travelled, to wear during the night, you see-” Jaejoong cuts off his own speech all of a sudden and averts his eyes to stare up at the car ceiling as if he was searching for an answer there, his face scrunched up in contemplation. Yunho can almost see the light bulb turn on when he suddenly catches his own stream of thought and victoriously turns his gaze back onto Yunho.
“Anyways I developed a habit of pulling at protruding body parts because of that, don’t worry I actually really like your nose! It’s quite manly, one nice high nose bridge you’ve got there.”
Yunho fights off a blush and wonders if Jaejoong even understands just how wrong that sounds.
“Jung Yunho,” he says and reaches for the ignition key to start the motor.
“So, Jung Yunho-sshi, tell me, when were you born?”
~0~0~0~
Yunho is soon well informed of another odd habit of Jaejoong’s: apparently it dates back to his eight sisters and his reluctance to act as a mannequin in their extensive dress-up games. Yunho is quite sure that just the vast amount of plain talking Jaejoong carries out also has something to do with the resulting play-time he was forced to spend alone - but no matter how he looks at it, it’s still strange. When the other man is bored, or it could be for no reason at all too as far as Yunho’s guesses go, he starts narrating whatever is happening to them or around them. Seeing as they are sitting in a car quite uneventfully, he is mostly drinking in everything he can see through the windscreen or the side windows, namely whatever can be found in the nature, and dictating it to Yunho in his husky but pleasant voice.
“The car is passing by a cosy-looking roadside diner, designed especially with tired travellers and their comfort in mind,” Jaejoong recites monotonously with his wide eyes focused on the outside through the window. “Now the driver is staring at me with incredulity again. The passenger wishes he’d concentrate on the road.”
Yunho steers his eyes back to the front, not bothering to even feel embarrassed anymore. He reckons the other man doesn’t really know of such emotion and certainly doesn’t care about inflicting it upon others.
Not that odd habits are the only things Yunho has learnt about Jaejoong: he has been quite vocal about his life and circumstances. Yunho is rather sure that if he was thrown a pop quiz right now he’d get five or six out of eight right regarding his sisters’ names; nephews and nieces would be a problem but Yunho is confident with the husbands too. It certainly helps that there are some with the same first names; Yunho wonders if Jaejoong’s parents have some kind of a list of approved names for potential sons-in-law or something.
Or maybe it’s a list of approved syllables? He wonders if “Yunho” would make the cut since both “Jinho” and “Yuntae” can be found on it.
Moreover, after hearing he was born two whole days before Yunho, Jaejoong eagerly drops all formalities and starts calling Yunho by his name. Quite scandalised by the unexpected intimacy, Yunho admits even to himself it’s the lamest comeback he could possibly come up with and starts talking back to Jaejoong in a similar manner. Much to his dismay, although at this point he should’ve already expected such behaviour, Jaejoong just grins wider and pulls at his nose, telling him off mockingly for not respecting his elders.
Actually, besides his age, Jaejoong manages to get quite a lot of information out of him: not only his birthplace, to which Jaejoong scoffs and Yunho feels rather insulted considering that Jaejoong himself comes from a much smaller town, but also the amount of his family members, which pales considerably next to Jaejoong’s flock of sisters since Yunho can only really count his mother and Jihye, that spoiled little doe eye, and the fact that he now lives in Seoul and studies public administration in a third-rate university, is single and yes, he really doesn’t want to talk about his latest relationship.
In fact, when Jaejoong tries to broach the subject by enumerating the names of every single person he has ever had a crush on - although Yunho suspects he slips in a few of his sisters’ crushes too as he seems to have a hard time differentiating between them and his own - Yunho only clenches his jaws tightly together. It confirms what the mustard coloured 70s style dress shirt with long pointy collars has desperately been trying to tell him since the very moment he spotted it on a man standing on the roadside: he has just picked up the most flamboyant gay hitchhiker ever, one who also seems to have no concern in the least for the prevailing public opinion, at least judging by his open chart of boy crushes.
Not that Yunho is part of the homophobic crowd, since he happens to be very much gay himself.
A/N: Anyone who fancies themselves some quirky!Jae? ;D
So I guess most people wouldn’t know, but there used to be a law about men’s hair not being allowed so long it covers their ears during those joyful dictatorial days of the 70s… There is this really awesome movie about some guys who are trying to go clubbing but all they manage all night is to run from the patrolling officers so that they are not caught and forced to come to the station to have their hair cut xD Also Korea has this awesome clan name system with what you easily trace your own ancestors really far in the history, but people don’t really care about it that much these days I think. Only if you’re like, interested in genealogy or smth xD
If there’s any other weird thing that you didn’t get don’t hesitate to ask~~ This story might be kinda weird, no, actually the story is really clichéd it’s just that Jeje is kinda weird xD
This story’s name is not mine, I named it after a Korean 70s song 고래사냥 ”Whale Hunting”. This song plays quite a big part in my story so you might want to listen to it :3
Last but not least: the poster is extremely not mine! I dunno who made the original YunJae manip I used and I honestly tried to look for the resource b ut I couldn’t find it… So if the owner wants credit/it taken down I will do so immediately! First time I notice I’m wishing a pic had a watermark… xD Anyways, Jaejoong just has THE perfect 70s look in this pic :3 It’s like made for my fic!!! Does anyone know where Jaejoong’s original pic is from? I wantz this photoshoot 8D
Also, sincere thanks to my beta^^ I hope you won't be too busy to beta the rest... But please do tell me if you are!
…My A/N is like almost as long as my chapter xD Sorry guys!
Pairing: YunJae
Length: 1/12
Genre: Road trip, Romance
Rating: Eventual NC-17
Warnings: ...quirky!Jae xD
Beta: subi
Disclaimer: This fic is named after Song Changsik’s song “Whale Hunting”. The plot has been inspired by this song, and also slightly by a number of Korean films from different decades.
Summary: Yunho left Seoul for the sole reason of getting rid of his friends, but instead he gains himself a new one.
And a dog. Yes, let’s not forget about the dog.
Chapters: 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 | 06 | 07 | 08 | 09 | 10 | 11 | 12 | Epilogue
Chapter 1
Yunho has hardly ever entertained the idea of picking up a hitchhiker, what with his mother’s obsession of odd violent crime cases, old thriller films and all; he has seen “The Hitcher” a few times too many. Still, regardless of the accompanying huge white monster Yunho assumes is a dog, the man looks as harmless as they come, even if a little peculiar.
The man is standing next to the road with his thumb pointed upwards, leaning against the fence rocking a mustard button-up with long point collars that painfully resembles Yunho of his father’s youth photographs. Even the man’s moppy black hair is like dad during his wild 70s years, Yunho thinks and doesn’t even try to repress his smile as an image of his father and his excited smile and rushing tone of voice invades his brain. His father sure liked to recall the story of the frenzied chase as he ran from the police, trying to protect his precious but illegal sideburns from forced trimming. The man looking for a lift on the roadside sure would have had problems with the official authorities too, Yunho chuckles to himself, since his hair covers his ears and continues down to his neck, even longer than his dad’s used to be.
Maybe it’s the reminder of his late father that makes Yunho pull over, but he does and has never been happier that he didn’t tell his mother about his little trip. His mother would be freaking out even if he promised not to pick up any hitchhikers - Yunho is quite sure she has seen “The Hitcher” even more times than he has - but surely the knowledge that he actually engages in such activities would be enough to cause her a heart failure.
The man notices his car immediately and walks over with a friendly smile on his face, followed closely by the white polar bear that keeps nudging its nose to the man’s upper thigh covered in old washed-out denims.
Yunho scrunches his face and wonders if this was such a good idea after all. How is he ever going to fit that animal in his old Kia Pride.
However, the man has already reached his car and he is forced to lower the windowpane, encountering the smiley face of the traveller.
“Where ya heading, flower boy?” the man asks him, smiling as he rests his elbow on the window frame. Yunho can only stare at him disbelievingly - who is this guy to go around calling people pretty boys? He is quite the epitome of one himself!
A hand reaches inside and pulls at Yunho’s nose, causing him to snap out of his stupor. He shakes his head, detaching the teasing fingers from his face. The man’s smile widens but he does nothing else, crinkling his eyes as he looks down at Yunho’s face, expectant.
“Gwangju,” he answers a little stupidly and hurries to elaborate, “the smaller and closer one.”
“What a coincidence,” the man exclaims delighted, “that’s the direction I’m going too!”
Without an invitation, he heaves the door open and clambers over Yunho who presses himself against his seat, surprised and tries to avoid the man’s boots as their heels swing dangerously in front of his nose. Before he manages to refocus - one could consider walking around to the other side of the car a task too laborious, he supposes, and his car has no backdoors after all - the dog is also climbing over him after its owner and Yunho feels kind of annoyed as it decides to stop halfway to sniff at his face. One approving once-over later its tongue is dragging over Yunho’s face and spreading drool confidently over his chin and cheeks. Yunho splutters but his arms are held down by the animal’s massive weight and even though he normally loves dogs and children and all drooling creatures in general, he kind of wishes the monstrosity would just leave both getting acquainted for a later time and his face alone.
He hears the man next to him chuckle and the dog’s face is pulled away from his, but one of its strong hind legs and a happily whipping tail remain on his lap, the tail snapping constantly against his stomach as the dog buries its nose onto its owner’s side. The man lets go of the chequered scarf tied around the dog’s neck and ignores all pleads for petting, instead turning his head to Yunho.
“Jaejoong,” he says, his smile still intact as he flashes Yunho even more of his pearly whites than before if possible. Yunho struggles to reciprocate, managing a crooked raise of the other corner of his lips but Jaejoong smiles and smiles and Yunho wonders if it hurts his cheeks. He faces the front, a little stupefied and decides to ignore the tail wagging against his abdomen the best he can for the time being.
Something nudges his nose again. Yunho turns to look at the extremely smiley man sitting on the passenger seat next to him.
“This is the part where you introduce yourself,” Jaejoong explains in an extremely friendly and understanding manner as if talking to a child. Yunho’s mouth almost drops open, okay maybe it does a little bit. Jaejoong just looks him straight in the eye and continues with his instructions.
“You can tell me your name, age, where you are going and why, for example,” he grins and pats Yunho’s shoulder before extracting his hand and resting it on the top of his dog as if the animal was not there at all and he was just resting his hand on his own lap.
Yunho looks at him seriously and suggests, a little suspicious, “Isn’t that what the hitchhiker is supposed to do?”
“Oh okay,” Jaejoong agrees immediately. “I was born in Gongju with the surname Han but as I was adopted my name is now Kim Jaejoong, I’m a Kimhae Kim-sshi do you want to know my generation too?” he says without a breather and Yunho doesn’t know anymore whether to act surprised or not. Who the hell introduces themselves with their clan name in the 21st century anyway? Yunho isn’t quite sure if he even knows his own one. He’s pretty sure his family has lived in Gwangju - mind you, the bigger and further away one - for ages, but is there even a Jung clan originating from Gwangju?
Once again, for the third time during the last three minutes, he finds himself snapping back to reality with someone pulling at his nose.
“When I was a kid my mom made me and my sisters wake our father up by pulling at his big toe all the time. He sleeps with his blanket over his head and his feet exposed you see, actually I sleep like that too, it’s very easy to catch a cold like that you know so that’s why my mom would always pack me an extra pair of socks when we travelled, to wear during the night, you see-” Jaejoong cuts off his own speech all of a sudden and averts his eyes to stare up at the car ceiling as if he was searching for an answer there, his face scrunched up in contemplation. Yunho can almost see the light bulb turn on when he suddenly catches his own stream of thought and victoriously turns his gaze back onto Yunho.
“Anyways I developed a habit of pulling at protruding body parts because of that, don’t worry I actually really like your nose! It’s quite manly, one nice high nose bridge you’ve got there.”
Yunho fights off a blush and wonders if Jaejoong even understands just how wrong that sounds.
“Jung Yunho,” he says and reaches for the ignition key to start the motor.
“So, Jung Yunho-sshi, tell me, when were you born?”
~0~0~0~
Yunho is soon well informed of another odd habit of Jaejoong’s: apparently it dates back to his eight sisters and his reluctance to act as a mannequin in their extensive dress-up games. Yunho is quite sure that just the vast amount of plain talking Jaejoong carries out also has something to do with the resulting play-time he was forced to spend alone - but no matter how he looks at it, it’s still strange. When the other man is bored, or it could be for no reason at all too as far as Yunho’s guesses go, he starts narrating whatever is happening to them or around them. Seeing as they are sitting in a car quite uneventfully, he is mostly drinking in everything he can see through the windscreen or the side windows, namely whatever can be found in the nature, and dictating it to Yunho in his husky but pleasant voice.
“The car is passing by a cosy-looking roadside diner, designed especially with tired travellers and their comfort in mind,” Jaejoong recites monotonously with his wide eyes focused on the outside through the window. “Now the driver is staring at me with incredulity again. The passenger wishes he’d concentrate on the road.”
Yunho steers his eyes back to the front, not bothering to even feel embarrassed anymore. He reckons the other man doesn’t really know of such emotion and certainly doesn’t care about inflicting it upon others.
Not that odd habits are the only things Yunho has learnt about Jaejoong: he has been quite vocal about his life and circumstances. Yunho is rather sure that if he was thrown a pop quiz right now he’d get five or six out of eight right regarding his sisters’ names; nephews and nieces would be a problem but Yunho is confident with the husbands too. It certainly helps that there are some with the same first names; Yunho wonders if Jaejoong’s parents have some kind of a list of approved names for potential sons-in-law or something.
Or maybe it’s a list of approved syllables? He wonders if “Yunho” would make the cut since both “Jinho” and “Yuntae” can be found on it.
Moreover, after hearing he was born two whole days before Yunho, Jaejoong eagerly drops all formalities and starts calling Yunho by his name. Quite scandalised by the unexpected intimacy, Yunho admits even to himself it’s the lamest comeback he could possibly come up with and starts talking back to Jaejoong in a similar manner. Much to his dismay, although at this point he should’ve already expected such behaviour, Jaejoong just grins wider and pulls at his nose, telling him off mockingly for not respecting his elders.
Actually, besides his age, Jaejoong manages to get quite a lot of information out of him: not only his birthplace, to which Jaejoong scoffs and Yunho feels rather insulted considering that Jaejoong himself comes from a much smaller town, but also the amount of his family members, which pales considerably next to Jaejoong’s flock of sisters since Yunho can only really count his mother and Jihye, that spoiled little doe eye, and the fact that he now lives in Seoul and studies public administration in a third-rate university, is single and yes, he really doesn’t want to talk about his latest relationship.
In fact, when Jaejoong tries to broach the subject by enumerating the names of every single person he has ever had a crush on - although Yunho suspects he slips in a few of his sisters’ crushes too as he seems to have a hard time differentiating between them and his own - Yunho only clenches his jaws tightly together. It confirms what the mustard coloured 70s style dress shirt with long pointy collars has desperately been trying to tell him since the very moment he spotted it on a man standing on the roadside: he has just picked up the most flamboyant gay hitchhiker ever, one who also seems to have no concern in the least for the prevailing public opinion, at least judging by his open chart of boy crushes.
Not that Yunho is part of the homophobic crowd, since he happens to be very much gay himself.
A/N: Anyone who fancies themselves some quirky!Jae? ;D
So I guess most people wouldn’t know, but there used to be a law about men’s hair not being allowed so long it covers their ears during those joyful dictatorial days of the 70s… There is this really awesome movie about some guys who are trying to go clubbing but all they manage all night is to run from the patrolling officers so that they are not caught and forced to come to the station to have their hair cut xD Also Korea has this awesome clan name system with what you easily trace your own ancestors really far in the history, but people don’t really care about it that much these days I think. Only if you’re like, interested in genealogy or smth xD
If there’s any other weird thing that you didn’t get don’t hesitate to ask~~ This story might be kinda weird, no, actually the story is really clichéd it’s just that Jeje is kinda weird xD
This story’s name is not mine, I named it after a Korean 70s song 고래사냥 ”Whale Hunting”. This song plays quite a big part in my story so you might want to listen to it :3
Last but not least: the poster is extremely not mine! I dunno who made the original YunJae manip I used and I honestly tried to look for the resource b ut I couldn’t find it… So if the owner wants credit/it taken down I will do so immediately! First time I notice I’m wishing a pic had a watermark… xD Anyways, Jaejoong just has THE perfect 70s look in this pic :3 It’s like made for my fic!!! Does anyone know where Jaejoong’s original pic is from? I wantz this photoshoot 8D
Also, sincere thanks to my beta^^ I hope you won't be too busy to beta the rest... But please do tell me if you are!
…My A/N is like almost as long as my chapter xD Sorry guys!