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title: kaleidoscope / collide
author: ianinna
characters: jaejoong/junsu
word count: 126
concrit?: always
summary: you and me never applied to jaejoong and junsu, not really.
author's notes: because i win at failing. :| for
aoireeza, and for shay, for tolerating failures like me. :|
author: ianinna
characters: jaejoong/junsu
word count: 126
concrit?: always
summary: you and me never applied to jaejoong and junsu, not really.
author's notes: because i win at failing. :| for
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Junsu remembered Thailand, exotic sounds and interesting sights, the wind in his hair, and the city on his skin — a joyful rush of color and sound — as he and Jaejoong sped through the streets on one of the bikes from the set.
People thought that they had nothing in common but the music and the band — offstage they were seen not as Jaejoong and Junsu, but two people on separate sides of the street.
Sometimes, Junsu believed that, too, but as Jaejoong dared to max out the speedometer, the whoosh of air and Jaejoong's laughter melding with the roar of the engine, Junsu had never felt so alive.
After all, one never really needed common ground with another if they had always shared the same heart.
People thought that they had nothing in common but the music and the band — offstage they were seen not as Jaejoong and Junsu, but two people on separate sides of the street.
Sometimes, Junsu believed that, too, but as Jaejoong dared to max out the speedometer, the whoosh of air and Jaejoong's laughter melding with the roar of the engine, Junsu had never felt so alive.
After all, one never really needed common ground with another if they had always shared the same heart.