found you (1/3)
found you (1/3)
yunho/changmin
summary: yunho's content with a loveless marriage, has the perfect trophy wife but one business trip to japan changes it all.
Yunho has one hand on the doorknob then his discarded shirt from last nights’ affair on the other, he stares at the being in the bed - naked and pressed to a pillow for a feeble attempt to cover as himself. The moonlight casting from the window shines upon Changmin, his perfection emphasized by the subtle light.
He knows he’s got at least five minutes, maybe even less, before Changmin realizes that he’s already gone by his side and Yunho wouldn’t want to see the other man frown for not seeing him there sleeping and cuddling next to him. Yunho knows Changmin is in love, Yunho knows he is too and for some reason they know it’s enough but there are rules to follow, people to think of - like my wife, Yunho thinks and takes one last look at Changmin before creeping out the door and putting on his shirt.
--
Yunho gives his wife a kiss on the cheek and offers help in the kitchen even though he knows he’ll only ruin the sweet sweet smell of delicious dinner but his wife allows him to chop vegetables because they both know that it’s the least thing he could do to not ruin everything she had slaved on.
Yunho’s wife is pretty; has perfect set of white teeth, tall enough to compliment his own height and has doe eyes that look like a dolls’ - the perfect trophy wife if anyone bothered to ask him. Yunho cuts himself a small wound in his fore finger and runs it in the tap then he lets his wife kiss it and acts like the kiss miraculously healed the wound. They fall into laughter with eye smiles and white teeth showing and her telling Yunho I told you so.
She sets the dinner in front of them; Yunho eats well and snakes his hands down his wife’s arms while she’s busy cleaning and putting away leftovers. He pushes his luck and kisses her lower to her neck and collarbones; she giggles telling him to wait and in the lines of Yunho-ah, stop it and then giggles like a school girl.
He takes her to bed, carrying her lover’s carry style just like he did when they got married and kissed her senseless, he wanted to hear her moans and praises of his name being called Yunho, Yunho-ah! Right there, While she reaches her peak for release and when she does, Yunho feels powerful and he lets his ego eat it all up.
Yunho brings her into his arms after the tiring deed of making love and the smell of sex in the air; hair plastered to their foreheads and necks and bed sheets all over the place, leaving the mattress. She feels his warm hands all over her body again but this time instead of lust, she feels assurance, asking her to let him in and let him take care of her and she does. Placing her tiny hands on his chest, she sighs into his neck - a happy one - and kisses it before she lets herself be taken away into dreamland; thoughts of Yunho and her being together forever.
In the mornings, Yunho wakes up a little earlier than her and he loves that little novelty of getting to see her undone and naked under those not so pristine white sheets they made love on. He goes into the shower, water in the coldest option and slathers on some shampoo and scrubs himself clean to face the new day.
By the time Yunho gets himself presentable with his business suit and swept up hair, she’s already done making breakfast and Yunho would always see her sitting down with the daily morning paper in her hands and a cup of coffee on the table, wearing one of Yunho’s tattered white shirts and bottomless, waiting for him. Yunho sits down with a smile and kisses her softly with her morning breath mouth and acts like he doesn’t mind and spoons food onto his plate as she reminds him of things he needs to get before coming home.
It goes like that every day, Yunho being the breadwinner of the relationship and her being the support system when Yunho needs someone to cry on to. She’s a good listener and even a better adviser and Yunho thinks he’s really lucky to be settled down with this beautiful person but then there’s always something gnawing in the back of his skull, something shoved when he’s was about to say I do.
--Yunho comes home from work one day with great news for his wife, so he ends up bringing home a box of doughnuts that she always craves and some beer that’s enough to get them pissed drunk and have drunk sloppy sex until the sun rises.
“Jinhee-ah, I got promoted!” Yunho shoves the box of doughnuts in the counter and kisses her before she could say something else. Yunho’s got the death grip on her blazer and her nails digging into his back as they both smile so hard it’s breaking their faces.
“I am very proud of you, baby” she gently says and she sneaks a doughnut and fingers the cream off and bites into the bread. Yunho pops a beer open and puts his bottle in air as she does with the doughnut.
Yunho drives her to the peak of her pleasure so many times, he’s lost count and come morning they both can’t move their bodies from the soreness they both felt around their pelvic areas. They both ended up snuggling each other and sharing lazy kisses; and instead of cooking, they called for delivery and instead of doing work, they started to make love again.
“I love you, Yunho.” She says and Yunho hums something but it’s sure as hell it wasn’t an I love you too.
--
“I’m going to be away for a month, Jinhee-ah. The company wants me to go to the Japan for the merging contract of another company.” Yunho says one night after two weeks of the big promotion celebration, he’s barely home but she says nothing and makes a face of sadness and sat down to straddle Yunho’s legs wanting at least some affection from her husband. Yunho returns her kisses for a while then moves her to the sofa and then he gently peels himself away from her.
“I’m sorry. I need to pack, I leave tomorrow morning,” he offers an apology and she shakes her head and smiles awkwardly, the feeling of being rejected hits her like a big yellow school bus.
“No it’s okay. Do you need help?” she offers and Yunho kisses her again, a chaste one then shakes his head.
“No I got this.” Jinhee leaves him alone to his own business and Yunho busies’ himself with packing for a month’s long stay and thinks how can he fit all of those clothes into the suit case and why the fuck didn’t I stop by the convenience store, I’m out of deodorant and finally finishes at 3 in the morning and curses his alarm when it rings at 3:15 because his flight is at 6am and he has to ride the cab for an hour and the whole be two hour early for your flight thing.
In the morning, Yunho is gone and Jinhee is left with a stupid pink post it stuck to her phone with Yunho’s ugly penmanship saying Don’t miss me too much ^^ - Yunho.
--
Changmin doesn’t offer himself to pick up the representative from the company they were supposed to merge with. He doesn't raise his hand and even came late for the sole purpose of the meeting, Changmin just doesn't do petty things like this. Why? Because he is the heir of this motherfucking company and he’s not supposed to be picking up representatives because that’s supposed to be his assistant’s job, not his. No, it’s just no.
But when his father volunteers him to do the job he couldn’t say no because fuck, he was THE Mr. Shim and he was just Baby Shim - well, until he inherits the company. Changmin just smiles like he always does and flips his bangs a little and nods like a good boy and the board of directors and other people present in the meeting gives him smiles, creepy smiles saying ha! Good luck with that Changmin-ah.
And instead of partying last night like every other normal person does in the whole wide world on a Saturday night, Changmin is standing outside the international flights arrival area of the airport at 8 in a Sunday morning with his best suit on because his father said Son, this is a very important deal. We need them to get the contract signed as soon as possible. The company’s life is in your hands and he cringes at the thought of so much pressure and responsibility on his shoulders.
Looking at his expensive wrist watch, the representative should be walking out of those automatic doors by now, he expects an old withered white haired guy that smells like dirt with age. Changmin gets out from his car and straightens his suit and puts on his sunglasses that framed his face perfectly, and then.. He waits. And waits and waits until his perfectly styled hair loses its volume because of too much humidity and he’s getting impatient, fingers curling into his cellphone to yell at someone, anyone.
“Shim? Shim Changmin?” Changmin hears his name being called and he violently turns his head back, almost throwing the sunglasses out from his face but he catches himself when he sees an impeccably dressed man with skin so white and hair so fluffy, Changmin just wants to feel it if they’re really fluffy in real life. He smiles and adjusts his sunglasses, adjusts his cuffs and smiles some more.
“Yes?” he innocently says and Changmin feels like a tease but he shoves that thought back in his head when his father’s voice echoes in his mind the company’s life is in your hands and a shiver runs up his spine.
“I’m sorry I know I’m late but the flight was delayed and the carousel lost my luggage. I’m Jung Yunho, the representative from Haneul Motors.” he smiles and Changmin thinks that’s the best smile he’s ever seen today and the fidgeting and mumbling makes him adorable all in the same time and what a pretty name he has. Yunho’s hand is waiting for Changmin to shake it and when he does it’s a professional one, tight grip and quick like in the movies. Changmin nods when he repeats Yunho’s name, trying it on his tongue if it glides like butter on a hot pan and it does perfectly. He leads Yunho inside the car and he gets a whiff of his cologne and Changmin thinks, definitely not smelling like dirt.
Changmin suddenly doesn’t feel angry at all that his father had volunteered him for this pick up job because fuck, he’s going to have a good time with this Jung Yunho.
--
Changmin takes Yunho to lunch in some authentic Ramen place in the heart of Tokyo when the itinerary that was burning at the bottom of his jacket pocket says he should bring him to his fancy five star hotel and take him to the fancy lunch the company arranged. Changmin thinks Yunho’s the type of guy who likes things with the human touch and that’s Changmin’s specialty, in his own opinion of course.
“Oh my God, this is the best Ramen I’ve ever- Oh God,” Yunho’s face while eating amuses Changmin so much it makes his heart swell. The redness of Yunho’s chubby cheeks, keeping food like a squirrel and it is all sorts of cute that Changmin wants to take home. He doesn’t pay attention to his own bowl though, he lives here and he’s a regular and there are a thousand more reasons why he should just abandon the damn bowl and marvel at Yunho.
“You want some more?” Changmin offers his own abandoned bowl and Yunho’s cheeks turn to an attractive shade of red and by now Changmin is already switching the bowls, getting the empty one and giving the almost full one to Yunho. Yunho nods and thanks him with his squirrel face and Changmin just thinks he might be in love.
Skipping some more shit from the itinerary except the touring of the company in central Tokyo and the boring stuff, Changmin lets Yunho settle down in his hotel room. Tells him “I’ll pick you up at 6 for dinner.” Freshening up a little bit by changing from his business suit clothes to his normal and casual clothes and Changmin thinks if he’s already fallen for the fixed up Yunho, well undone Yunho is a whole different level.
Changmin takes him to another place that’s not a fancy dinner like the company had again, arranged. It’s a sushi bar where they have a conveyor belt of delicious all you can eat sushi, music that’s very foreign in Yunho’s ears and serves the best beer in the country.
Yunho eyes the attractive forms and sizes of the delicacy and looks at Changmin with smiling eyes “What should I eat first?” asking him because he doesn’t know squat about Japanese culture nor Japanese food; he wished he had read at least something about the country.
Taking a container and settling it down Yunho’s table, he opens it and gestures to the food “That. I think is the best.” Yunho eyes the orange salmon sashimi and looks at Changmin queasily. “I don’t eat raw food, Changmin.” He says and before Changmin lets the dish be shoved to his side he gets one clipped on his chopsticks and lines it with Yunho’s face.
“Just try it.” He says and Yunho closes his eyes and opens his mouth and Changmin feeds him. Yunho chews and chews and chews until the raw fish is completely dead in his mouth and swallows it and looks at Changmin with glassy eyes.
“I still hate it.” Yunho blurts out and Changmin laughs loud, hands Yunho a cold cold beer then gets another container that has food cooked throughout the wrapping.
--
They go out clubbing on the weekends where Yunho is still being escorted by Changmin, picks him up every time he needed and accompanies him to meal times and occasionally brings him out to the different tourists spots of Japan.
Yunho sits closely in Changmin’s car, it’s a little cold because his outfit is rather thin and tight but it makes his ass look great so he doesn’t care and Changmin glancing at his ass doesn’t seem to hurt his ego either. A Korean song is playing on Changmin’s car tonight, it’s of course, a love song because every damn song in Korea is one and Yunho knows this song. He sings along nan jeongmal gwaenchanil keonji, his voice a little rough but it’s a whisper and it’s not like he’s singing a concert for Changmin.
Changmin lowers the volume so he could hear Yunho’s voice and he creeps up at the older when he says “So you like DBSK?” he says, eyes on the road and a smile on his lips as he thinks of hey, we have the same taste in music and tries to steal a glance at his face but ends up looking at his sculpted arms, close enough.
Yunho smiles and nods “They’re the best. I’m glad an heir like you acknowledges real talent.” He says and Changmin feels powerful at the label and chuckles lightly. “You know it.” Changmin says and Yunho looks at him sideways when he pulls on that horrible pun.
They arrive at the bar a few minutes later, hands cold from the car air conditioner and they slip past the common entrance goes straight to the VIP section because fuck yes, I am the heir and he smiles as Yunho takes in the sight of the bar.
“Hello, what can I get you?” a waiter dressed in smart uniform of the club, not one of those tacky bowties that they usually wear. Changmin orders for the both of them and sways to the beat of the booming music, Yunho’s sitting a little too close to him and he knows it’s innocent but he pushes his luck when he places a hand on Yunho’s tight pants clad thigh.
Yunho looks at Changmin and smirks; Changmin is wildly aroused by this reaction and tries to keep his budding erection in check. Changmin tries desperately to remove the smirk off of his mind and just then the drinks arrive, Changmin pays and hands one to Yunho.
“I didn’t know what you liked so I got you that.” Changmin gestures to the drink and Yunho smiles, he thinks Changmin looks handsome in his crisp white collared polo and diamond earrings.
“It’s fine. Thanks, you’ve been paying all the time. Let me pay this time.” Yunho offers and Changmin chuckles and waves him off with a smile, putting his hand on his thigh again and testing Yunho.
Yunho doesn’t jerk or react violently but he does however, smile at Changmin when he landed his warm hand in Yunho’s warmer thigh and he leans in closer “You could treat me into something else.” Changmin says seductively and Yunho chuckles and takes a drink, drinking it until the half of his glass and grabs Changmin by the hand.
“Dance with me.” Yunho says and Changmin lets himself be dragged by the beautiful creature that is Yunho. He’s squeezing himself into the sea of people while trying not to lose Changmin and stops in the middle of the dance floor and does a body wave that surprises Changmin and his cock. Yunho sways his body to Changmin, his back side to Changmin’s front and Changmin tries to get in sync with Yunho’s movements and when he does, Oh Changmin thinks Yunho’s got a place in his heart.
Their movements were one, the music a terribly sensual beat and hair sticking into their necks and Changmin breathes in Yunho’s ears when he groans as he felt Changmin’s cock brushing his ass. “Those jeans seem very tight, Yunho-ah” Changmin whispers, a tone lower than his natural voice and Yunho brings his hand up to cup Changmin face and arches when Changmin presses himself closer to Yunho’s back.
It didn’t take long before Yunho flips himself over to face Changmin, eyes dark and skin so warm and inviting. “They are.” Yunho says before he places his lips with Changmin’s and kisses him breathless then puts his arms around Changmin’s neck and leans into his ear “I think I’ve had enough dancing.” He murmurs and Changmin takes it as a cue.
--Yunho wakes up not to his usual hotel room bed and freesia scented sheets and gold-yellow toned walls but to the medium brown shade of the walls and the smell of mint and sex and he looks over to Changmin’s strong frame that’s under his arms and smiles. He kisses the other sweetly on the cheek and he instantly stirs awake.
“I’m hungry.”
“Good morning to you, too” Yunho kisses him again and this time Changmin kisses back and he’s never felt this warm feeling of love in the morning and thinks that he really doesn’t mind morning breath kisses for real this time and from the moment Changmin had picked him up until now, he only remembered that he has a good wife back home waiting for him.
Yunho stops wearing his wedding band the second day he meets Changmin and he won’t ever put it back when he’s with Changmin. Well, at least when he gets back to Korea but dammit, he loves the feeling of Changmin in his arms and thinking of not getting to wake up to his chunk in the morning no matter how snarky he can get is upsetting.
“I’ll make you food.”
Changmin doesn’t let him get up and clings onto him with his eyes closed, fingers clutching the skin on his back and mumbling something into his chest “I’d rather have you here.” He says and Yunho feels a string being pulled in his chest and thinks yes, I am in love.
“I won’t leave.” Yunho whispers into Changmin’s hair and Yunho knows it’s a lie because eventually he needs to, but Changmin means too much to him and at this moment, Yunho wouldn’t leave this bed even if the world is ending.
“Good. Don’t want you too.” then he snuggles closer.
--Yunho’s wife calls the next day after they went clubbing, after their first night together and Changmin catches him talking to her and explaining how wonderful Japan is and the culture and yadda yadda yadda.
Changmin waits until he’s done talking and puts his phone down when he coughs to be noticed. Yunho scrambles to his side and Changmin looks at him with curious and upset eyes. Yunho thinks he’s fucked up, Changmin thinks he’s in too deep to let Yunho go.
So before he drops off Yunho to the hotel he leans in to grasps Yunho’s baby hair and kisses him soft and sincere and hovers before his just-kissed lips.
“We’ll make this work.” Changmin reassures while nodding.
--On the 23rd day of Yunho’s stay in Japan, his company gives him a go signal to sign the merging contract deal with Changmin’s company. That also means Yunho has the choice to either stay until his assigned flight schedule or go home early. Yunho jokingly tells his company that he doesn’t want the company to spend more on a new ticket so he says he’ll be staying and that he’ll have somewhere to live for the rest of his stay.
Changmin helps unpack Yunho’s things in the guest room but ends up making love on the couch and gets sore backs in the evening and Yunho cooks Korean comfort food that Changmin missed so much even though it’s a lot lot lot different from his grandmother’s cooking.
The next day, Yunho’s wife calls again.
“Hi baby, how’s everything?” she asks, Yunho’s supposed to be happy she called. He has been inconsistent in calling her and he feels a little guilty. All his time spent on frolicking and being happy with Changmin, Yunho forgets that he has a real life after this Japan trip.
“Everything’s good. I guess I’ll be maxing my stay here though. By the end of the month is my flight back.” Yunho explains and Changmin leaves the room to busy himself, to do anything, anything but to hear Yunho talk to his wife.
“Yes. Uh huh, I-I miss you too. Bye.” Yunho ends the call and follows Changmin out the dining table only to find him wiping his eyes before greeting Yunho.
“Hey.” Changmin says and wraps an arm around Yunho’s waist and hugs him.
“We have one week, Changmin.” Yunho breathes into his ear.
“Make it count. I’ll make everything count. I’ll start by saying I love you.” Changmin mumbles just before he presses his lips to his.
“I love you, Yunho.” He says and then hugs him and lets a lone tear travel down his cheek, eyes threatening to let out more tears but he stops himself, Yunho’s already got his shirt wet.
“I love you too, Changmin.” Yunho thinks that’s the first time he’d ever utter those words out loud and he knows in his heart that he means every single word.
--
Changmin plays with his sunglasses then adjusts his grip on Yunho’s hand that’s laying limp on his lap and tries to forget that he might be letting the best thing that happened in his life go.
The car ride to airport is silent and frustrating and God knows how much Changmin wants to turn the damn car around and go back to playing house with Yunho.
“It’s okay; it’s going to be alright.” Changmin says as he smiles and grips Yunho’s hand lightly, he’s lying of course, and of course he’s lying. He knows Yunho can sense it when he does and his eyes are turning glassy but he’s not going to let them fall because he just doesn’t cry. No.
“Stop talking.” Yunho says and manages to smile between the obvious lines of fear that’s inevitable. Fear of leaving Changmin, fear of losing Changmin, fear of hurting people that are dear to him.
Changmin pulls over by bay 3, shuts the engine and they stay in the car. He’s pretty sure his window is going to get knocked on by some airport guard telling them they’ve already maxed out their 3 minute parking time but he could care less if he was knocked on by the president of Japan, he needed more time with Yunho alone - like forever. Yunho’s busy fixing his things and when he’s done he takes a long glance at the inside of Changmin’s car before meeting his lover’s eyes.
“It’s fun while it lasted, Min.” Yunho mumbles. He couldn’t turn up the volume of his own voice because he knows he’ll only break out in a cry and he doesn’t want that, he wants to part with Changmin with a smile, like how he met him.
He suddenly hugs him, Changmin’s fingers clutching Yunho’s outer coat, knuckles turning white and face burning that bright shade of red when he tries to stop the tears from falling and his throat is running dry.
“Shut up, Yunho. Shut up!” Changmin bangs his fist behind Yunho’s back and finally lets the tears fall and he remembers what it feels like to cry - it’s pretty fucking painful and not relieving like everyone tells him.
“I love you, Min.” Yunho whispers to himself and he means it so much it’s crazy beautiful and when he takes his last look to Changmin’s retreating back and blinks the tears away and hands in his passport and ticket.
part two
a/n: i really struggled with the stupid ending again. i have drafted few potential endings but i just can't seem to pick the right one. again, please find the light in this fiction. i don't promote infidelity at all (eventho most of my fics are based in that theme) i hope you liked it. thank you and merry christmas everyone :)
a/n 2: thank you Lord, and the world didn't end today :)
a/n 3: this is an entry fic for hug's 2012 secret santa and this is written for the lovel bluedveins hope you like it and don't you ever delete your journal again or else i'll go mad. really. :P
a/4: i might do a part 2.
a/5: this has a lot of grammar and typo errors but i'm too lazy to edit. sorry >//< i'll get around it soon :p
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