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dbsk_flashficTitle: The fool & the wise man
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locofruitcake
Length: 800 words
Pairing: yunho/jaejoong
Rating: G
Genre: fluff
Summary: It's Jaejoong's birthday and Yunho is waiting for that one call.
A/N: Technically, Jae's real birthday is not over yet, right? 8D Have not written in forever, so concrit please :')
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dbsk_flashfic challenge #42: Quiet World.
Jung Yunho is a sensible man. Ask anyone, the pastor of his church, his family, his high school friends, even the lady who lives next door whom he rarely sees due to his schedule, and they’ll tell you Jung Yunho is the epitome of sensibility.
Jung Yunho is a son who repays his parents with filial piety and love, a generous friend to those around him, a firm and steadfast leader to the other four members, his pillars of strength, who complete the circle that is his life.
Despite what the members say about him acting childish and whiney at times, that’s a special side that he reserves only for them.
(Even then, it’s a rare moment when he drops the leader persona, and lately, the clowning and fooling around has dropped to an all-time, almost non-existent low.)
Oh yes, Jung Yunho is humorous, charming, just, and sensible.
-----
As his mobile lies silent on the coffee table, Yunho grips his hair in frustration and he stalks down the length of the living room again and again. He has been walking to and fro so many times across the room that he feels as if he has imprinted a path into the soft carpet. He looks down to check and he can distinctly make out the path he left behind; it makes him scowl further.
Damn Jaejoong, ruining my furniture.
He flops down on the couch and lets out a wail of despair, before sinking into the cushions in embarrassment. It doesn’t matter that he’s alone right now and no one can see him, much less judge him. Jung Yunho does not act like a lovesick schoolboy.
Glancing at his still, silent mobile, Yunho checks his wristwatch for the hundredth time. He stuffs his face into a cushion, childish whines escaping from his lips.
Why isn’t Jaejoong calling?
His heart stills for a second as he contemplates the possibility that Jaejoong hates the gift he got. That’s the only explanation for why he’s still not calling. Yes, that must be it.
Yunho heaves a sigh as his body slackens and he flops around the couch, defeat written all over his face.
-----
The shrill music from his mobile wakes him up with a start. Yunho cringes and frowns at the blinking screen. The apartment is pitch dark and the white lights are irritating to say that least.
The lights blink one last time and the music dies out before realization hits him.
He gives himself a hard smack against his forehead for his stupidity, grimacing in pain as he reaches for the mobile.
“Shit,” Yunho curses under his breath as he realizes that he missed two calls from Jaejoong all because his thick skull decides to fall asleep.
Kim Jaejoong does not like to be kept waiting, especially on his birthday.
Yunho fumbles nervously with his mobile as he types in the familiar number that he has memorized, a thousand questions racing through his mind as he listens to the ringing.
Does he hate the gift? Is he mad? How are Yoochun and Junsu? Does he miss him? Does he still –
He freezes as the call connects and a breathy voice comes from the earpiece.
“Yunho.”
Yunho forgets his questions as his mind goes blank, focusing instead on the steady rhythm of Jaejoong’s breathing and the way Jaejoong says his name in that special way of his – husky yet gentle, with a touch of excitement around the edges.
Jaejoong’s voice sounds much deeper than usual, a sure indication that he has been drinking too much, and Yunho grins at the thought that Jaejoong still calls him, only him, when he’s at his most vulnerable.
“Yunho.”
Yunho shivers and presses the mobile harder against the side of his face, his free hand unconsciously reaching out and grasping at nothing.
Jaejoong.
“I love it. Thank you.”
Jaejoong.
“Yunho?”
His heart clenches at the uncertainty that taints Jaejoong’s voice. He wishes he can reassure him, but his throat refuses to budge, and nothing comes out in reply.
He doesn’t know how long they sit there listening to each other breathe, but the next time someone says something, it’s –
“I love you, Jung Yunho.”
Yunho grins silently at the declaration. He thinks that Jaejong must have heard the reply that is floating in his head because amused chuckles are coming from the line, with an occasional murmur of “fool” and “idiot”.
His grin widens until his cheeks hurt as Jaejoong gushes about how much he loves the gift and he finally, finally, finds his voice.
“I love you too, Kim Jaejoong.”
Oh yes, Jung Yunho is the perfect son and brother, the dependable best friend, and the responsible leader. But above all, Jung Yunho is a fool.
A fool in love with Kim Jaejoong.
-----
a/n: thank you to the anons who gave me concrit :') i haven't written in forever because of the darn lawsuit, so i know this isn't the best thing ever, but i'm just happy that i actually wrote something beyond 200 words ;-;
as always, concrit is more than welcome :)
Author:
locofruitcake Length: 800 words
Pairing: yunho/jaejoong
Rating: G
Genre: fluff
Summary: It's Jaejoong's birthday and Yunho is waiting for that one call.
A/N: Technically, Jae's real birthday is not over yet, right? 8D Have not written in forever, so concrit please :')
Also written for
dbsk_flashfic challenge #42: Quiet World.Jung Yunho is a sensible man. Ask anyone, the pastor of his church, his family, his high school friends, even the lady who lives next door whom he rarely sees due to his schedule, and they’ll tell you Jung Yunho is the epitome of sensibility.
Jung Yunho is a son who repays his parents with filial piety and love, a generous friend to those around him, a firm and steadfast leader to the other four members, his pillars of strength, who complete the circle that is his life.
Despite what the members say about him acting childish and whiney at times, that’s a special side that he reserves only for them.
(Even then, it’s a rare moment when he drops the leader persona, and lately, the clowning and fooling around has dropped to an all-time, almost non-existent low.)
Oh yes, Jung Yunho is humorous, charming, just, and sensible.
-----
As his mobile lies silent on the coffee table, Yunho grips his hair in frustration and he stalks down the length of the living room again and again. He has been walking to and fro so many times across the room that he feels as if he has imprinted a path into the soft carpet. He looks down to check and he can distinctly make out the path he left behind; it makes him scowl further.
Damn Jaejoong, ruining my furniture.
He flops down on the couch and lets out a wail of despair, before sinking into the cushions in embarrassment. It doesn’t matter that he’s alone right now and no one can see him, much less judge him. Jung Yunho does not act like a lovesick schoolboy.
Glancing at his still, silent mobile, Yunho checks his wristwatch for the hundredth time. He stuffs his face into a cushion, childish whines escaping from his lips.
Why isn’t Jaejoong calling?
His heart stills for a second as he contemplates the possibility that Jaejoong hates the gift he got. That’s the only explanation for why he’s still not calling. Yes, that must be it.
Yunho heaves a sigh as his body slackens and he flops around the couch, defeat written all over his face.
-----
The shrill music from his mobile wakes him up with a start. Yunho cringes and frowns at the blinking screen. The apartment is pitch dark and the white lights are irritating to say that least.
The lights blink one last time and the music dies out before realization hits him.
He gives himself a hard smack against his forehead for his stupidity, grimacing in pain as he reaches for the mobile.
“Shit,” Yunho curses under his breath as he realizes that he missed two calls from Jaejoong all because his thick skull decides to fall asleep.
Kim Jaejoong does not like to be kept waiting, especially on his birthday.
Yunho fumbles nervously with his mobile as he types in the familiar number that he has memorized, a thousand questions racing through his mind as he listens to the ringing.
Does he hate the gift? Is he mad? How are Yoochun and Junsu? Does he miss him? Does he still –
He freezes as the call connects and a breathy voice comes from the earpiece.
“Yunho.”
Yunho forgets his questions as his mind goes blank, focusing instead on the steady rhythm of Jaejoong’s breathing and the way Jaejoong says his name in that special way of his – husky yet gentle, with a touch of excitement around the edges.
Jaejoong’s voice sounds much deeper than usual, a sure indication that he has been drinking too much, and Yunho grins at the thought that Jaejoong still calls him, only him, when he’s at his most vulnerable.
“Yunho.”
Yunho shivers and presses the mobile harder against the side of his face, his free hand unconsciously reaching out and grasping at nothing.
Jaejoong.
“I love it. Thank you.”
Jaejoong.
“Yunho?”
His heart clenches at the uncertainty that taints Jaejoong’s voice. He wishes he can reassure him, but his throat refuses to budge, and nothing comes out in reply.
He doesn’t know how long they sit there listening to each other breathe, but the next time someone says something, it’s –
“I love you, Jung Yunho.”
Yunho grins silently at the declaration. He thinks that Jaejong must have heard the reply that is floating in his head because amused chuckles are coming from the line, with an occasional murmur of “fool” and “idiot”.
His grin widens until his cheeks hurt as Jaejoong gushes about how much he loves the gift and he finally, finally, finds his voice.
“I love you too, Kim Jaejoong.”
Oh yes, Jung Yunho is the perfect son and brother, the dependable best friend, and the responsible leader. But above all, Jung Yunho is a fool.
A fool in love with Kim Jaejoong.
-----
a/n: thank you to the anons who gave me concrit :') i haven't written in forever because of the darn lawsuit, so i know this isn't the best thing ever, but i'm just happy that i actually wrote something beyond 200 words ;-;
as always, concrit is more than welcome :)
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Date: 2010-02-02 03:18 am (UTC)And I could just picture this:
He gives himself a hard smack against his forehead for his stupidity, grimacing in pain :D
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