Title: When Wishes and Reality Collide
Pairings: YunJae / JaeChun
Length: 1/?
Author: heartoffire03
Rating: PG
Genre: AU, Angst, Romance, Drama
Summary: Wishes do tend to come true...
Disclaimer: I don't own them
A/N: Despite the fact that my mouth has been bleeding nonstop for three consecutive days, I managed to crawl out of bed and type this up. I just love you guys that much. Anyway! To those who didn't know, (which is probably all of my readers except for a few handful) this is the sequel for Torn Wishes. I asked the people back in TW's Chapter 5 and, well, they all said that a sequel wouldn't be so bad since Chapter 5 was a fairly good ending for TW....Okay then! Since the explanation is done and I don't want to babble more crap, I present you....Chapter 1!! ENJOY!!
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soloscry . Even though we really didn't talk that much (she doesn't even know me) I'll miss her around here. I hope you continue writing...I love every single one of your fics and I'll definitely stick with it. HWAITING~!!
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Am I dead?
If he was, he was definitely in the wrong place; it was too bright and white and peaceful in here. The exact opposite of the image his mind conjured up of hell. Where he was one hundred percent thinks he would land to.
Shouldn't there be endless misery and screams here? And how about the walls and walls of fire? Where's the devil? Shouldn't he be torturing me right now?
On human reflex, he turned his head (which surprisingly did turn despite the feeling of numbness he had primarly undergone) to check his surroundings of anything else besides him. His searching eyes were only greeted by the color white. So pure and clean and blinding to his face. He scrunched his handsome features in confusion and then swerved his head to the other side, only to see, yet again, white. Sighing to himself, he place his head to where it originally it was and closed his eyes, giving up on searching. Letting himself go to the overwhelming exhaustion. Letting darkness take over him to, what felt like, the second time.
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"Yoochun-ah, how's hyung?"
A pause and a sigh.
"Hyung....Hyung's fine....."
With the sound of the two oddly familliar voices, his mind suddenly whirred into life. His eyes rapidly snapped open, sending jolts of electricity throughout his extremely tired-feeling body. Eliciting a groan out of his throat.
"Annnghh..."
Managing to raise a heavy hand up to massage his aching temples. Another jolt of pain went up his arm, and thus making him groan once again.
"HYUNG!" Both voices chorused out.
The loud screech painfully echoed throughout his ears, making his already hurting head ache even more.
"Ahhh. Shut up you guys..." He managed to croak out.
Gasps tumbled down two throats in the room.
"S-Su, c-call t-the d-doctor N-NOW." One stuttered out.
"I...Y-Yeah..."
The latter immediately rushed out of the room in such an inhuman speed, his tired eyes only caught a flurry of black hair dashing towards the door and out into the hallway.
Blinking away the traces of sleep that cling to his eyes, his eyes were greeted with yet another white ceiling. But this time, there was some sort of realistic feeling that came out with, unlike the lost feeling the other white place conjured up. Turning his head to the right, sunshine immediately blinded his eyes, forcing his tired eyes shut. After a second or so, he opened them once again and saw much clearer and less blinding view. A window that let him feast on the beautiful trees that swayed along with the wind. Somehow, it seemed as if he had seen this view and has been in this room before.
Dejavu..
Suddenly, somebody cleared their throat. Swerving his attention to where it came from, he was greeted by a bewildered yet happy familliar face. The mans warm smile made his already handsome features become more dashing. Oddly enough, he couldn't help but smile back at the man.
"Welcome back hyung..." The man softly said as he made his way towards him
"Thanks." He replied back, grinning.
The man placed himself on the side of the back. He, on the other hand, scooted to the other side of the bed and made room for the other man.
"Do....Do you remember me hyung?" He suddenly asks.
His eyebrows furrowed for a minute
Yoochun. Park Yoochun.
He smiled.
"Yoochun." He answered back.
The grin on the man named Yoochun widened even more just a sigh of relief rolled off of the latters throat.
"What's so relieving?" He asks.
Yoouch laughed sheepishly.
"Oh, nothing hyung," He laughed out loud. "I just missed how you say my name."
His eyebrows arched up with a mock smile plastered on his face.
"Why?" He asks. "How long was I gone?"
Yoochun stopped laughing and looked at him with solemn eyes.
"A year."
His eyes widened in confusion and shocked.
Deja vu again?
Yoochun, on the other hand, sensed the tension in his hyung's body. Eager to push that tension aside, he placed a warm and reassuring hand onto his shoulder.
"It's ok hyung," He assured him. "You're back now, that's all that matters."
As if on cue, the door slammed open, breaking the solemn silence he and Yoochun shared. The man who ran out of the room minutes ago was back and was now dashing towards his direction as if to tackle him. A blink of an eye later, a pair of arms went around and enveloped him into yet another familliar smelling body.
"HYUUUNG!!!!! YOU'RE BAACK!!!! I MISSED YOUU!!! HYUUUNG!!!!"
High pitched squeelings reached his ears making him flinch.
Junsu. Kim Junsu.
"DO YOU REMEMBER MEE HYUUUNGGG!?!?!?"
He nodded then breathlessly choked out, "J-Junsu-ah....Let go....You're choking hyung...."
At this, the arms that engulfed him immediately let go, letting oxygen fill his lungs up again.
"Sorry hyung..." Junsu sheepishly said. "I just missed you."
Coughing he nodded in return, "It's alright."
"Are you alright hyung?" Yoochun asks, his voice full of concern.
Turning his head to look up to Yoochun, who still had his hand on his shoulder, he smiled and replied,
"I'm okay."
Yoochun's eyes weren't focused to him but was, in fact, towards the open door where Junsu just barged out of. A warm, loving smile immediately erupted out of his handsome face.
"Yunnie-ah..." A warm voice called out.
He froze. He knew this voice. He had missed this voice. Missed it more then Yoochun's and Junsu's. There was no mistaken on who's this voice was.
Rigidly turning around, his heartbeat stopped as his breathing suddenly got lodged on his throat. His wide open eyes stared at the man standing only a few inches away from his bed.
The toffee-colored hair, those warm dark eyes behind the hair, the smile that grazed the latters captivating features.
He remembered everything now.
The man that he had missed for so long. The man that haunted his dreams. The man that held love in his hands was standing right in front of him. All flesh and blood. Alive. With that smile.
He didn't need his mind to remind him who the man in front of him was. He was etched in his heart, mind and soul forever.
Jaejoong.
"I missed you Yunnie-ah..."
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A/N: I'm sorry for such a short and crapful first chapter for WWaRC...I promise the next chapter will be much better.chloe1910 , I hope this made you happy now since Joongie's now alive ^^ If not, you can shoot me but just please don't throw durian's at me since my mouth's already bleeding you and well...I don't want anymore blood loss >< I LOVE YOUU~!!!
COMMENTS ARE ALWAYS LOVE!!! <333333
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Pairings: YunJae / JaeChun
Length: 1/?
Author: heartoffire03
Rating: PG
Genre: AU, Angst, Romance, Drama
Summary: Wishes do tend to come true...
Disclaimer: I don't own them
A/N: Despite the fact that my mouth has been bleeding nonstop for three consecutive days, I managed to crawl out of bed and type this up. I just love you guys that much. Anyway! To those who didn't know, (which is probably all of my readers except for a few handful) this is the sequel for Torn Wishes. I asked the people back in TW's Chapter 5 and, well, they all said that a sequel wouldn't be so bad since Chapter 5 was a fairly good ending for TW....Okay then! Since the explanation is done and I don't want to babble more crap, I present you....Chapter 1!! ENJOY!!
This goes to
soloscry . Even though we really didn't talk that much (she doesn't even know me) I'll miss her around here. I hope you continue writing...I love every single one of your fics and I'll definitely stick with it. HWAITING~!! Am I dead?
If he was, he was definitely in the wrong place; it was too bright and white and peaceful in here. The exact opposite of the image his mind conjured up of hell. Where he was one hundred percent thinks he would land to.
Shouldn't there be endless misery and screams here? And how about the walls and walls of fire? Where's the devil? Shouldn't he be torturing me right now?
On human reflex, he turned his head (which surprisingly did turn despite the feeling of numbness he had primarly undergone) to check his surroundings of anything else besides him. His searching eyes were only greeted by the color white. So pure and clean and blinding to his face. He scrunched his handsome features in confusion and then swerved his head to the other side, only to see, yet again, white. Sighing to himself, he place his head to where it originally it was and closed his eyes, giving up on searching. Letting himself go to the overwhelming exhaustion. Letting darkness take over him to, what felt like, the second time.
"Yoochun-ah, how's hyung?"
A pause and a sigh.
"Hyung....Hyung's fine....."
With the sound of the two oddly familliar voices, his mind suddenly whirred into life. His eyes rapidly snapped open, sending jolts of electricity throughout his extremely tired-feeling body. Eliciting a groan out of his throat.
"Annnghh..."
Managing to raise a heavy hand up to massage his aching temples. Another jolt of pain went up his arm, and thus making him groan once again.
"HYUNG!" Both voices chorused out.
The loud screech painfully echoed throughout his ears, making his already hurting head ache even more.
"Ahhh. Shut up you guys..." He managed to croak out.
Gasps tumbled down two throats in the room.
"S-Su, c-call t-the d-doctor N-NOW." One stuttered out.
"I...Y-Yeah..."
The latter immediately rushed out of the room in such an inhuman speed, his tired eyes only caught a flurry of black hair dashing towards the door and out into the hallway.
Blinking away the traces of sleep that cling to his eyes, his eyes were greeted with yet another white ceiling. But this time, there was some sort of realistic feeling that came out with, unlike the lost feeling the other white place conjured up. Turning his head to the right, sunshine immediately blinded his eyes, forcing his tired eyes shut. After a second or so, he opened them once again and saw much clearer and less blinding view. A window that let him feast on the beautiful trees that swayed along with the wind. Somehow, it seemed as if he had seen this view and has been in this room before.
Dejavu..
Suddenly, somebody cleared their throat. Swerving his attention to where it came from, he was greeted by a bewildered yet happy familliar face. The mans warm smile made his already handsome features become more dashing. Oddly enough, he couldn't help but smile back at the man.
"Welcome back hyung..." The man softly said as he made his way towards him
"Thanks." He replied back, grinning.
The man placed himself on the side of the back. He, on the other hand, scooted to the other side of the bed and made room for the other man.
"Do....Do you remember me hyung?" He suddenly asks.
His eyebrows furrowed for a minute
Yoochun. Park Yoochun.
He smiled.
"Yoochun." He answered back.
The grin on the man named Yoochun widened even more just a sigh of relief rolled off of the latters throat.
"What's so relieving?" He asks.
Yoouch laughed sheepishly.
"Oh, nothing hyung," He laughed out loud. "I just missed how you say my name."
His eyebrows arched up with a mock smile plastered on his face.
"Why?" He asks. "How long was I gone?"
Yoochun stopped laughing and looked at him with solemn eyes.
"A year."
His eyes widened in confusion and shocked.
Deja vu again?
Yoochun, on the other hand, sensed the tension in his hyung's body. Eager to push that tension aside, he placed a warm and reassuring hand onto his shoulder.
"It's ok hyung," He assured him. "You're back now, that's all that matters."
As if on cue, the door slammed open, breaking the solemn silence he and Yoochun shared. The man who ran out of the room minutes ago was back and was now dashing towards his direction as if to tackle him. A blink of an eye later, a pair of arms went around and enveloped him into yet another familliar smelling body.
"HYUUUNG!!!!! YOU'RE BAACK!!!! I MISSED YOUU!!! HYUUUNG!!!!"
High pitched squeelings reached his ears making him flinch.
Junsu. Kim Junsu.
"DO YOU REMEMBER MEE HYUUUNGGG!?!?!?"
He nodded then breathlessly choked out, "J-Junsu-ah....Let go....You're choking hyung...."
At this, the arms that engulfed him immediately let go, letting oxygen fill his lungs up again.
"Sorry hyung..." Junsu sheepishly said. "I just missed you."
Coughing he nodded in return, "It's alright."
"Are you alright hyung?" Yoochun asks, his voice full of concern.
Turning his head to look up to Yoochun, who still had his hand on his shoulder, he smiled and replied,
"I'm okay."
Yoochun's eyes weren't focused to him but was, in fact, towards the open door where Junsu just barged out of. A warm, loving smile immediately erupted out of his handsome face.
"Yunnie-ah..." A warm voice called out.
He froze. He knew this voice. He had missed this voice. Missed it more then Yoochun's and Junsu's. There was no mistaken on who's this voice was.
Rigidly turning around, his heartbeat stopped as his breathing suddenly got lodged on his throat. His wide open eyes stared at the man standing only a few inches away from his bed.
The toffee-colored hair, those warm dark eyes behind the hair, the smile that grazed the latters captivating features.
He remembered everything now.
The man that he had missed for so long. The man that haunted his dreams. The man that held love in his hands was standing right in front of him. All flesh and blood. Alive. With that smile.
He didn't need his mind to remind him who the man in front of him was. He was etched in his heart, mind and soul forever.
Jaejoong.
"I missed you Yunnie-ah..."
A/N: I'm sorry for such a short and crapful first chapter for WWaRC...I promise the next chapter will be much better.
chloe1910 , I hope this made you happy now since Joongie's now alive ^^ If not, you can shoot me but just please don't throw durian's at me since my mouth's already bleeding you and well...I don't want anymore blood loss >< I LOVE YOUU~!!! COMMENTS ARE ALWAYS LOVE!!! <333333
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