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Title: Inseparable
Pairings: YunJae / JaeChun
Length: 1/7
Author: heartoffire03
Rating: PG (for now)
Genre: Romance, Drama, Angst
Summary: Their unmeasured love for one another might just be the driving force for their painful seperation
Disclaimer: I don't own them
Heartoffire's Say: Ehh. Just some random fic that I h o p e I'll actually finish. The plot's in my head but I'm still trying to come up with the chunk...But for now, just have fun with chapter 1 xD~
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With one audible grunt, the bigger one out of the two heaved the other down, pushing him to the asphalt ground with a loud thud. Something between a howl and a sob escaped the fallen ones mouth as pain burst out from his badly scraped elbow. Quickly returning back to his composed self with anger ten times as much as the original, he extended his legs out and kicked the standing boy hard on the shins. Catching him off guard, the other boy went tumbling down to the ground alongside him with a confusion expression plastered upon his face. Leaving no time, the boy with an abraded elbow latched himself on top of the other and began butchering the others face with direct blows from his tightly packed fists. But the other did not back down easily and decided to put up a fight; he pushed the other boy off of him, who lost his concentration, and seized the moment and punched back just as harsh as the ones that were given openly to him.
With the other one down lying helplessly on the ground and the other constantly pounding his fists, one would’ve called the fight quits, with the victory going to the still-moving person and the loss to the helpless looking one.
“YUNHO-AH! STOP!”
The boy immediately ceased punching and turned his head to where the voice came from; completely dropping his guard down. Noticing this as a great opportunity, the other boy scrambled to do anything – punch, kick, or what not – the other boy as revenge. Moving his head left to right, he saw a rock sitting down onto the ground beside him at an arms length, as if it has been waiting for him all this time. He grinned and extended an arm out and reached out for the rock, only to quickly take hold of the rock with ease. Glancing up, he noticed that the other boy was still distracted, seeing this as yet another opportunity, he raised the hand that clutched the rock –
“YOOCHUN-AH! NO!”
– and slammed it against the side of the others head with all the energy he had left.
The words that were screamed out by another, much skinnier, boy running frantically towards their direction were nothing but muffled words to the others ears as he felt a warm liquid trickle slowly down his face and the need to shut his eyes becoming more and more unbearable by the second. Soon enough, his eyesight blurred and blackened as his whole body lost its feeling. A split second after, his body slumped down to the ground with a dull thud along and darkness engulfing his mind.
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[ Yunho ]
He bolted up from his sleep, breathless pants tumbled down his slight opened mouth just as beads of sweat sprinted themselves from his precipitating forehead and down his cheek, only to be lost under his loose white tee that he wears to sleep. Gently closing his eyes to calm himself down, he took a deep breathe and mentally told himself that everything was in the past. It didn’t matter anymore…
‘Yes it did,’ a voice sneered in his head. ‘And it still does…’
A sharp pain erupted from his right temple, his hand shooting up to press against it and caress the spot at the same time. Unconsciously, his fingers went up and down a long scar running from his lower forehead and down to the middle of the side of his face; a reminder of the event that originally brought all the three of them together in the first place. He’d sometimes feel the blood oozing out of the wound from his forehead, trickling down as slowly as ever, painfully torturing him of the past event that ever so nearly took his life away a couple of years ago…
Grimacing to himself at the unwanted memory, his eyes failed to see the figure leaning against his rooms doorway and the dark, beady eyes that stared right through him.
"Hangover hyung?" A deep, mellow voice sarcastically asked out of nowhere.
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[ Yoochun ]
Smirking to himself, he watched as Yunho quickly swiped his hand off of his face and looked up with a surprised expression right on his usually calm and chilled out face. He grinned mischievously and winked at his hyung, only to receive a glare from the other. He burst out laughing, crumpling down to the floor and technically rolled on the floor laughing.
“Yoochun,” Yunho hissed. “Exactly why are you in my room?”
“What? I’m not allowed here anymore?” He gasps out loud in between laughs.
“I asked a question first,” Yunho replies. “Answer it, Park.”
“Alright, alright! Geez, bad morning for you much!?” He says as he picked himself up off of the floor and brushed the dust off of his shoulders.
“Yeah, seeing your face the first thing in the morning didn’t help out either…” Yunho murmurs out.
He only laughed back at his hyung’s early morning sourness and retorted, “Well esqueeze me, I was just checking up on my hyung just as any other responsible dongsaeng should…”
Yunho snorted back in response at the pun and sarcasm he had threw in there but couldn’t quite stop himself from chuckling at how stupid he at certain times, no, actually, all the time, sound like.
“Hah. Responsible? My ass. For all I know, you’re just here to bug me like any annoying dongsaeng should.” Yunho replied, parroting back his words with a smirk.
He chuckled and clicked his tongue, “Shame on you hyung, you shouldn’t use other peoples words like that. That’s plagiarism right there, you could get arrested for – “
Then a pillow suddenly finds right in front of his face, most probably thrown from his overly-irritated hyung sitting on the other side of the room. A chuckle could be heard from the other person as he, on the other hand, froze completely.
“Hah! Take that! How’s my drool Chunnie-ah?”
Ripping the pillow off of his face with disgust and spitting out feathers that randomly found themselves in his mouth, he shot his hyung a glare for his stupid action. He opened up his mouth and bellowed,
“HYUNG!! JAEJOONG-HYUNG!! YUNHO-HYUNG HIT ME AGAIN!!”
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[ Yunho ]
“WHAT!? I DID NOT!” He shouted back as he tried to cover his deed up.
A loud laugh was heard floating from another room followed by footsteps that became louder with each passing step making their way towards the room they were at. Soon after, a man with silky black hair and hauntingly pale skin appeared at his doorway, with a smile upon his feminine face as he stood beside a whining Yoochun.
“You guys, it’s too early for your screaming match. We really don’t want to be thrown out of this apartment either. So please, keep it down will you?” The man calmly says.
“Hyuuuung!!! Look at what he did to my face!” Yoochun whined as he waved a finger to his face.
“But – “
“Yoochun, stop whining and Yunho,” The man continues. “Get up, we’re going to be late for school if you don’t pick your butt up off of that stinky bed of yours.”
And with that, the ebony haired man swiftly turned around and walked off to, most probably, the kitchen to prepare their breakfast. He smiled to himself as he caught one last glance of black strands from the mans silky hair before disappearing from his sight, along with the owner.
That was Kim Jaejoong.
His Kim Jaejoong.
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Heartoffire's Question: Hmm? How was that? I roughly plotted the story out into seven chapters but it might change, depending on myannoying muse. I'll be going to a school dance tonight (surprise, surprise right?) so I might not be able to update as quickly as I usually do but I'll try to write up the second chapter over the weekened ^^
Comment? Please? Yes? No? You don't know?~♥
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Pairings: YunJae / JaeChun
Length: 1/7
Author: heartoffire03
Rating: PG (for now)
Genre: Romance, Drama, Angst
Summary: Their unmeasured love for one another might just be the driving force for their painful seperation
Disclaimer: I don't own them
Heartoffire's Say: Ehh. Just some random fic that I h o p e I'll actually finish. The plot's in my head but I'm still trying to come up with the chunk...But for now, just have fun with chapter 1 xD~
With one audible grunt, the bigger one out of the two heaved the other down, pushing him to the asphalt ground with a loud thud. Something between a howl and a sob escaped the fallen ones mouth as pain burst out from his badly scraped elbow. Quickly returning back to his composed self with anger ten times as much as the original, he extended his legs out and kicked the standing boy hard on the shins. Catching him off guard, the other boy went tumbling down to the ground alongside him with a confusion expression plastered upon his face. Leaving no time, the boy with an abraded elbow latched himself on top of the other and began butchering the others face with direct blows from his tightly packed fists. But the other did not back down easily and decided to put up a fight; he pushed the other boy off of him, who lost his concentration, and seized the moment and punched back just as harsh as the ones that were given openly to him.
With the other one down lying helplessly on the ground and the other constantly pounding his fists, one would’ve called the fight quits, with the victory going to the still-moving person and the loss to the helpless looking one.
“YUNHO-AH! STOP!”
The boy immediately ceased punching and turned his head to where the voice came from; completely dropping his guard down. Noticing this as a great opportunity, the other boy scrambled to do anything – punch, kick, or what not – the other boy as revenge. Moving his head left to right, he saw a rock sitting down onto the ground beside him at an arms length, as if it has been waiting for him all this time. He grinned and extended an arm out and reached out for the rock, only to quickly take hold of the rock with ease. Glancing up, he noticed that the other boy was still distracted, seeing this as yet another opportunity, he raised the hand that clutched the rock –
“YOOCHUN-AH! NO!”
– and slammed it against the side of the others head with all the energy he had left.
The words that were screamed out by another, much skinnier, boy running frantically towards their direction were nothing but muffled words to the others ears as he felt a warm liquid trickle slowly down his face and the need to shut his eyes becoming more and more unbearable by the second. Soon enough, his eyesight blurred and blackened as his whole body lost its feeling. A split second after, his body slumped down to the ground with a dull thud along and darkness engulfing his mind.
[ Yunho ]
He bolted up from his sleep, breathless pants tumbled down his slight opened mouth just as beads of sweat sprinted themselves from his precipitating forehead and down his cheek, only to be lost under his loose white tee that he wears to sleep. Gently closing his eyes to calm himself down, he took a deep breathe and mentally told himself that everything was in the past. It didn’t matter anymore…
‘Yes it did,’ a voice sneered in his head. ‘And it still does…’
A sharp pain erupted from his right temple, his hand shooting up to press against it and caress the spot at the same time. Unconsciously, his fingers went up and down a long scar running from his lower forehead and down to the middle of the side of his face; a reminder of the event that originally brought all the three of them together in the first place. He’d sometimes feel the blood oozing out of the wound from his forehead, trickling down as slowly as ever, painfully torturing him of the past event that ever so nearly took his life away a couple of years ago…
Grimacing to himself at the unwanted memory, his eyes failed to see the figure leaning against his rooms doorway and the dark, beady eyes that stared right through him.
"Hangover hyung?" A deep, mellow voice sarcastically asked out of nowhere.
[ Yoochun ]
Smirking to himself, he watched as Yunho quickly swiped his hand off of his face and looked up with a surprised expression right on his usually calm and chilled out face. He grinned mischievously and winked at his hyung, only to receive a glare from the other. He burst out laughing, crumpling down to the floor and technically rolled on the floor laughing.
“Yoochun,” Yunho hissed. “Exactly why are you in my room?”
“What? I’m not allowed here anymore?” He gasps out loud in between laughs.
“I asked a question first,” Yunho replies. “Answer it, Park.”
“Alright, alright! Geez, bad morning for you much!?” He says as he picked himself up off of the floor and brushed the dust off of his shoulders.
“Yeah, seeing your face the first thing in the morning didn’t help out either…” Yunho murmurs out.
He only laughed back at his hyung’s early morning sourness and retorted, “Well esqueeze me, I was just checking up on my hyung just as any other responsible dongsaeng should…”
Yunho snorted back in response at the pun and sarcasm he had threw in there but couldn’t quite stop himself from chuckling at how stupid he at certain times, no, actually, all the time, sound like.
“Hah. Responsible? My ass. For all I know, you’re just here to bug me like any annoying dongsaeng should.” Yunho replied, parroting back his words with a smirk.
He chuckled and clicked his tongue, “Shame on you hyung, you shouldn’t use other peoples words like that. That’s plagiarism right there, you could get arrested for – “
Then a pillow suddenly finds right in front of his face, most probably thrown from his overly-irritated hyung sitting on the other side of the room. A chuckle could be heard from the other person as he, on the other hand, froze completely.
“Hah! Take that! How’s my drool Chunnie-ah?”
Ripping the pillow off of his face with disgust and spitting out feathers that randomly found themselves in his mouth, he shot his hyung a glare for his stupid action. He opened up his mouth and bellowed,
“HYUNG!! JAEJOONG-HYUNG!! YUNHO-HYUNG HIT ME AGAIN!!”
[ Yunho ]
“WHAT!? I DID NOT!” He shouted back as he tried to cover his deed up.
A loud laugh was heard floating from another room followed by footsteps that became louder with each passing step making their way towards the room they were at. Soon after, a man with silky black hair and hauntingly pale skin appeared at his doorway, with a smile upon his feminine face as he stood beside a whining Yoochun.
“You guys, it’s too early for your screaming match. We really don’t want to be thrown out of this apartment either. So please, keep it down will you?” The man calmly says.
“Hyuuuung!!! Look at what he did to my face!” Yoochun whined as he waved a finger to his face.
“But – “
“Yoochun, stop whining and Yunho,” The man continues. “Get up, we’re going to be late for school if you don’t pick your butt up off of that stinky bed of yours.”
And with that, the ebony haired man swiftly turned around and walked off to, most probably, the kitchen to prepare their breakfast. He smiled to himself as he caught one last glance of black strands from the mans silky hair before disappearing from his sight, along with the owner.
That was Kim Jaejoong.
His Kim Jaejoong.
Heartoffire's Question: Hmm? How was that? I roughly plotted the story out into seven chapters but it might change, depending on my
Comment? Please? Yes? No? You don't know?~♥
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