The Stars Collide;

Drabble | Clueless Questions

Wed, 07 May 2008 22:40:38 GMT

Title: Clueless Questions
Pairings: YunJae
Length: Drabble
Author: heartoffire03
Rating: PG
Genre: Romance, Fluff, Attempted humor, Crack?
Summary: Questions are so overated. Yes, Jaejoong definitely thinks so.
Disclaimer: I don't own them

Heartoffire's LOL: Yes. I actually am still alive. This is my first post after my hiatus (I'm guessing my absence can count as a hiatus right?) and well, my writing skills is rusty. So advance apologies for that. But other than that, enjoy this rant-ish-drabble-ish-jaejoong-musing-ish? of mine. I've missed you all! :D

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Alright, okay. He'll admit it. Just to clarify things once and for all. To end every single speculation about him, he'll admit to it.

Kim Jaejoong was and still is a clueless person.

Like really, without his 'clueless-ness' where would he be in the first place? This charm of his was basically the driving force of his still-going-strong 'awsome-aura' - as he calls it - although, it's more commonly known as 'cute-points' to the rest of the world. There'd be no Kim Jaejoong without his clueless side and no clueless-ness without Kim Jaejoong. Yes, that was a fact. In fact, he strongly belives that they should put that in every single encylopedia, dictionary, book, reference table and everything paper in this world because of its undeniable importance.

Alright, so it's out. Finally. Out of 4 (or was it 5?) years of speculations. He finally admitted it. He is a clueless person and damn right he's proud of being one...But even if he is an extremely clueless person, he still has the right to think and get a grip on whatever the hell is going on around his already hectic of a life. Right?

Right.

Right now is definitely a very good example. If someone was to suddenly take your hand out of nowhere, grip it so tight you swear you can hear your bones breaking up into chunks, pull you out of the apartment without any consent from the other members, drag you up the staircase towards the rooftop. Exactly what aree you suppose to think? Think right? Yeah well, that's exactly what the Jaejoong is doing. I mean, sure, he does mind - he really does, seriously - getting pulled out of the apartment and be forced to run up the stairs out of nowhere but when the hand that encloses his in a tight heat belongs to that one person he adores with everything he has, it was a totally different story. Hell, he wouldn't mind banging this guy at a fricking public library for all he cared. But the question is why? (Oh! Also add the rest of the 'w' questions with that.)

"Yunho, where are we going?"

Bam! There goes the first question.

Praise coincedience with its marvelous work for at that moment, Yunho forcefully opened up a metal door and swung it wide open. It hit the other side of the wall with such a loud 'clang' he was sure it was broken and was anticipating for another much louder 'clang' it would make as it hits the floor full on. But of course, none of that happened. As usual. Instead, his senses (mostly his skin) was greeted by a burst of warm-ish air that somewhat came out of nowhere. Opening his eyes up, he noticed that they had finally reach the rooftop. He could see numerous other nearby deserted rooftops, trees that looked shrubs from this view and the rest of the whole nine yards. To him and his little mind, it looked like he was on top of the world. (Although he's aware he's only 10 floors from the ground but whatever.)

"Yunho, why are we here?"

Out goes the second question.

Yunho only tightens his grip on his hand and pulls him once more, sending his feet to trip on each other. He gets dragged over to the very edge of the rooftop, with Yunho behind him, holding him securely he was sure he was safe. Well, as safe as you can possibly get when you're only milimeters away from freefall with only a strong pair of arms preventing you from it.

"Yunho, what are we doing up here?"

Then the third.

Yunho's hold tightens once more as he felt him take in a big exhale from behind. He also sucked in air as the view that was laid out in front of him amazed his senses, hightening them up to a scarily high level. It was majestic alright. He, at one point there, forgot that he was dangling several feet up from the ground. Yes, it was that beautiful.

"Yunho - "

Another intake of breath from behind then,

"I love you. I've always had and I'll always will."

Well, that was a surprise wasn't it? HELL YES. To have Yunho scream that out loud in the open (not exactly with the public watching but this was public as Yunho can get) was definitely a shocker to his clueless soul. To have his lover as the leader and God of all things masculine and manly (of which he both obviously fails at), he would've never expected something so, well, unexpected from the Jung Yunho. He was more than used to have their affection-showing-time behind closed doors where it's only Jaejoong and Yunho - not Hero and U-Know - and nothing else in this world. But then again, who was he to complain about this unprecedented event?

"Yunho..."

That was all Kim Jaejoong could utter out as a response. He was more than sure Yunho understands that his boyfriend's mind is nothing but a hallow circle with air swirling in it at the moment. Besides, there was no more questions to be asked. He was, afterall, a clueless person. And staying clueless during these times is one hundred times better than knowing things for it added more spice, you can say.

Kim Jaejoong, the most clueless man of the 21st Century, can assure you that.

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Heartoffire's LOL: Tee hee! That was just some random blah that came into my head. I really had no idea what I was typing in half of the time - ask my dad. He even complained that I was typing way too fast and that the sound that the keys make was tearing his eardrums apart - wow, that drama~~queen~~king. But anyways, the point is, I'm back! ~~Anybody miss me?~~ I'VE MISSED YOU ALL SO MUCH!!!! So talk to me you guys. I need to be updated with all the YunJae-ness that's going on ♥♥♥

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Hwaiting!

Mon, 05 May 2008 00:35:45 GMT

Hello Everybody...

Am I back?

HELLS CHYEAH.

My muse is still kind of wary but I'll try to write stuff...

HWAiTiNG!!

somebody have a gun?

Wed, 23 Apr 2008 03:12:40 GMT

~~I am SERIOUSLY over the brink of killing myself.~~
[Edit] Aha~ I was just joking. Really ^^"

My muse is such a bitch. Anyone interested to hunt it down and kill it for me?

ARGH! WHAT IS WRONG WITH MY BRAIN!?
We're on our Spring Break (HALLELUJAH! PRAISE THE LORD!) and I'M.SUPPOSED.TO.BE.DROWNING.YOU.GUYS.WITH.UPDATE.

...But what do you get from me instead?

N O T H I N G.

This is bullshit! Totaly bull!
I really, really, really, wanna write something up but my brain is just seriously dried up....
And no, it's not even funny. Nowhere near it actually.

....HELP? ANYONE?

(oh and yes, I actually am still alive)

Fic | Darkness Eyes | 5

Sun, 06 Apr 2008 05:45:41 GMT

Title: Darkness Eyes
Pairings: YunJae
Length: Prologue + 5/?
Author: heartoffire03
Rating: PG
Genre: AU, Drama, Romance, Angst
Summary: One man's sadness can bring him his ultimate happiness
Disclaimer: I don't own them

Heartoffire's Comeback: I'm BACK! Anybody still remember this fic? >__<

Prologue: Depressed, Deprived, Different
Chapter 1: I wished for you
Chapter 2: Second Chances or Punishment?
Chapter 3: Going Crazy?
Chapter 4: 'Proper' Introductions

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( "I'm blind Yoochun. Blind, do you hear me?" )
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Oneshot | No Air

Mon, 31 Mar 2008 20:45:30 GMT

Title: No Air
Pairing: YunJae
Length: Oneshot
Author: heartoffire03
Rating: PG - R/NC-17
Genre: Romance, Fluff, Angst, Smut/Lemon
Summary: He's freezing in the sun; he's burning in the rain
Disclaimer: I don't own them

A/N: Hokay! This was my second entry to the TWIST competition. This has got to be one of the most personal story I've ever written. All of the words below basically come from my own heart and mind. Other than that, just try and enjoy it as much as possible ^^ ~~(I'll be posting this to Detox soon so thanks in advance!)~~

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They say that a person’s life flashes in front of their eyes when they’re about to die, reminding them of the life they had and the memories it contain, regardless of whether they were happy ones or not. For a start, I, myself, have been constantly plagued by the memories you and I created together for countless days and nights now. So, if the saying really does go, does that make me a dieing person?

But that really couldn’t be. It just didn’t…go together. To my current knowledge, my heart hasn’t stopped moving and I’m still breathing; I’m not six feet under the ground, I’m still moving which all comes down to the conclusion that I’m not dead and that I’m very much still alive and doing well. Well that’s how things usually work right? Right? Honestly, I don’t know, I don’t know anything more.

I’ve continued with life just as it was like before you came, long before you came. Wake up in the morning, get out of bed, go to work, put on the fake smiles, and wave countless sarcastic hellos. But despite the effort, it seems as if the life that I’ve grown to love and survive through threw me out of the door and turned its cruel back against me, leaving me confused and alone in a desolate place I’m alien with. Is it just me or did time vanished and stopped moving all of a sudden? Why did this happen all of a sudden? Why? Why? Why? My countless questions are, yet again, unanswered. Those questions are in vain, all in vain…

I’m sorry to bother you with all these nonsense but I still have one more question to ask you. It is as if this question planted itself in my poor brain, sticking with me after all these years. So please do tell me, exactly how am I supposed to move on without you?

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The suns rays mercilessly rain down upon the already-dry surface of the Earth, toasting anything – and everything – that come its way. Their skin tingled as the heat continued to pour upon their bodies; droplets of sweat sprinted from their foreheads, and down to their face and neck, only to be lost as it made its way down their shirts, never to be seen again. But despite the heat, both of them had no intention of stopping their summer activities. They, in turn, continued to race each other on their bicycles and laugh carelessly as if there was no tomorrow.

“Ahh! This is the life!” Jaejoong shouted at the top of his lungs, letting go of the handle completely and stretching his arms out as if he was flying.

Yunho laughed and mimicked Jaejoong’s actions. He wouldn’t have agreed more to Jaejoong’s statement. This really was the life that every teen is striving more. With nothing to do but fool around and get the best out of life and have fun. Besides, it was summer, what else can you possibly do than that?!

Feeling the punch of exhaustion after hours and hours of racing around the countryside with Jaejoong, Yunho felt that it was finally time to take a breather and rest under the shadow of a tree.

“Hey, Jaejoong,” Yunho says breathlessly. “Can we rest?”

Jaejoong places his hand on the handle once again and turned his head to look at Yunho with a grin.

“Tired already?” Jaejoong asks teasingly as his feet pedaled faster, gaining distance in front of Yunho.

The latter puffed his cheeks out and huffed as he forced his feet to catch up to Jaejoong.

‘Where the hell does he get his energy?!’ He mentally asks himself.

“Honestly speaking, yes I am,” Yunho panted out. “Aren’t you?”

Jaejoong laughs, throwing his head back and spraying water from his sweat soaked hair, “I am! I just don’t feel like stopping.”

Yunho could only look at him with an incredulous look. Really, this guy tends to be unbelievable sometimes…
“Ahaha! Your face looks hilarious when you have that look on!” Jaejoong says with amusement.

“Jaejoongiee~ Can we please rest now?” Yunho whined as he blew up his cheeks in a cute manner.

Jaejoong laughs and raised his hands up in a defeated manner, “Alright, alright. You win. Let’s find a good spot to rest shall we?”

Yunho grinned at Jaejoong to express his gratitude. He turned his head and swiveled his sight to look for a good spot. Not long after searching around the area, he found a nice shady spot. He reached out to tug the other boy for attention when, all of a sudden, he lost his balance and toppled off of his bike, hurtling straight down to the rocky ground. Flinching as his elbow and other parts of his body came in contact with the ground; he couldn’t help but curse himself for being such a careless idiot.

“Yunho!” Jaejoong says out loud in a panic as he jumped off his bike and crouched down to his sprawled form.
“Are you alright?! Oh gee, you idiot, how many times have I told you not to reach out like that?!”

Yunho could only groan in response as pain coursed through his body.

“Aigo~ you’re bleeding.” Jaejoong says as he sees the others grazed knee and elbow. “C’mon, can you get up? I need to get you out of the road; I don’t want the both of us to get trampled over by cars.”

And with that, Jaejoong slipped his arms around Yunho’s form and heaved him up to a standing position, dragging him to a shady spot under a tree to tend his wounds.

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I freeze under the sun.

I used to love and adore sunny days, mainly because it’d allow us to get out and just have the time of our lives. But ever since you left, I’ve despised them. They always remind me of what we used to have. Ghostly and faraway laughter of yours echoes in my ears, haunting me down wherever I go…

Did you know that your touch still lingers on my skin up until today? Did you know that? Even though my body was cased in pain that time, the minute your touch came in contact with my body, it was as if my skin opened up to you and welcomed your touch. But sadly, I don’t think I’ll ever your touch anymore. You’re too far for me now…too far…

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Hours after that incident, they both decided to stay put and just watch the scenery in front of them. Nothing’s better than relaxing after a tiring full-day exercise…

Yunho turned his head to Jaejoong and was surprised to see Jaejoong with a faraway look upon his face…

“Ohohoho, what do we have here? Kim Jaejoong is, what’s this, thinking!?” Yunho amusedly teases as he raised a hand up and curled it into a small ball, placing it right on top of his eye and focusing it on the others face, looking through it as if it was a camera.

“Yunho…” Jaejoong whispered out.

Yunho scrunches up his face in confusion and tilted his head to the side. Noting the seriousness in Jaejoong’s voice, he decided to cut the childishness and put on his serious mood.

“What is it?”

“Yunho…” Jaejoong repeated. “Yunho…did you know that we’re like a bicycle?”

Yunho’s confusion deepened even more as the words Jaejoong muttered out sunk in. What was Jaejoong thinking?

“Jaejoong…I…don’t know what you’re talking about…” Yunho replies dumbly.

“We, the two of us, are like a bicycle,” Jaejoong repeated. “See?”

He pointed a thin finger to a cyclist that happened to be passing by.

“Yeah, I see that…” Yunho nods in return. “But, really now, if you’re going to compare us to a bike, that’s sort of….lame? Even I – “

“A bike needs two tires to move. It wouldn’t even budge if it only had one.” Jaejoong gently said, cutting through his sentence. “Do you get it? It’s like us.”

Pausing to think for a second, his mind found it hard to connect their relationship to a bike…

“You and I wouldn’t move on without each other…” Jaejoong whispers out. “Right Yunho?”

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Right.

Up until this day, I’m still not sure what to make up off of that time. Looking back, it seems as if it was a prediction for what was going to happen next. As if God wanted me to know beforehand of the future events…

…If only I wasn’t stupid enough to miss the clues that were served right in front of me on a silver platter. Again, I blame my stupidity for loosing you. I will always blame myself…

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Yunho honestly had no idea why in the world they were still outside when it was currently raining cats and dogs. The rain soaked through their clothes, chilling them right to the bones, leaving absolutely no spot for dryness.

“Jae! C’mon, let’s go inside! We’re going to catch a fever if we stay out longer!” Yunho shouted through the loud pattering of the rain.

But Jaejoong only stood motionlessly in the middle of the darkened street, his clothes sticking to his form like a second skin and his head tilted up to the sky. The rain clashed together with his skin, bouncing up and down and thus creating a somewhat glowing aura around Jaejoong from Yunho’s eyes.

“Jae - !”

“Did you know that I hate the rain Yunho?” Jaejoong suddenly asks out loud.

“What?” Yunho replies, unsure of what to say.

“I’ve hated ever since I can possibly remember. It’s ugly, it’s wet and it gets everywhere…”

Yunho let out a nervous chuckle and beckoned Jaejoong to come over already, “Well what’re you still doing out there then? C’mon!”

“Look up Yunho…”

“What - ?”

“Just look up.”

Having no other option than to obey Jaejoong, Yunho looked up and was immediately greeted by countless rain drops that barged their way against his face. But somehow, he managed to open his eyes and look up to the darkened night sky, only to see nothing but pure darkness up above. Not even a slightest trace of a stars twinkle.

“I love the sky Yunho…” Jaejoong’s voice floated from a few feet beside him.

Yunho could only listen to the words that were tumbling out of the others tongue. He knew that he shouldn’t interrupt the other…

“When it’s raining, it seems to me as if the sky’s crying its eyes out. And do you know who reminds me of whenever I look up at the sky?” Jaejoong continued. “You. The whole sky is your face, so breathtaking and those bright, twinkling stars are your eyes and teeth, always bright upon me. But, as you can see, there are no stars when it’s raining because the rain clouds cover over them. To me, that’s like seeing you without a smile on your face; and the rain? The rain…is like your tears raining down upon me. I don’t want to ever see you cry Yunho…I don’t…”

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I burn under the rain.

Each drop on my skin is like acid, deteriorating me each time one falls on me. If the rain was like my tears to you, then the rain is like your tears to me. It hurts. It hurts more than the pain I felt when I fell off that bike as I tried to reach out for you. It hurts more than anything…Knowing that I won’t be able to reach out to you as you cry, knowing that right now, you may be crying because of your longing to me, knowing that your own hands are against your skin instead of mine…

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“Unghh…”

Jaejoong moaned in pleasure as Yunho slowly slid himself into his hole, pausing every once in awhile to softly ask him if he was hurting or not. He would only answer with a grunt as he pushes himself against Yunho, edging him to keep going. Finally, Yunho drove home, hitting that spot that made him see endless bursts of stars everywhere. Yunho moaned in pleasure as his throbbing member fidgeted within Jaejoong’s tight and warm hole.

“Oh God…Move Yunho…Move…”

Yunho obliged and slammed himself into Jaejoong. Soon enough, they created a slow rhythm together. Only then did Jaejoong groan in pleasure and dug his nails against his back did he notice that Jaejoong wanted more speed. Eager to please his lover, Yunho fastened the pace and slammed himself into Jaejoong over and over again.

“Ahh….Uohh….”

“Ahn….Hah…”

Jaejoong could only moan and scream in delight as Yunho pounded himself into him, marking him his own and his own only.

“Ah! I’m…so…oh…uohh…

With one final push, Yunho released himself into Jaejoong, groaning out loud in ecstasy as the other screamed.

“Unghh!”

“AHHH!”

Yunho’s body flopped itself down upon Jaejoong’s, crushing the other’s body and stopping the airflow into Jaejoong’s screaming lungs. They stayed like that for a few minutes as they catch their breaths and listening to each other’s pounding heartbeats. With a heave and a groan, Jaejoong pushed Yunho off of him, sending him sprawled on the bed right next to him…

“Tired?” Yunho asks, muffled by a pillow.

Jaejoong lazily nodded as he turned and scooted closer to Yunho’s form, winding his arms around the other’s waist and placing his head onto the crook of Yunho’s neck.

“Really now - ?”

“I love you…” Jaejoong muttered out.

Yunho could only smile to himself as he repositioned himself to a much comfortable position and snaked his arms around Jaejoong’s form.

“I love you too…” He murmured back to his lover’s ears as Jaejoong’s breathing became more relaxed and gentle.

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My eyes fluttered open only to quickly retreat back down together as the sunlight tore its way through the half-opened blinds. My vision was immediately bathed with the color of crimson as the warm sunlight made with contact with my eyelid. Was that really warmth? I don’t know. I’ve long forgotten what warmth felt like long ago. My senses left me just as you did…

‘I wonder who sleeps next to you these days…’

Getting out of bed, I robotically went through the normal procedure of the day. Eat breakfast, take a shower, change clothes, and get out of the house. It was the same damn thing over and over again and I’m beyond sick of it…

Getting out of the house, I see the familiar faces around me. Before, I used to smile and greet them good morning with you in my arms. But now, I don’t even glance at them anymore, and neither do they…Instead of turning right and head to my office, I walked the opposite way and head to a very familiar place I often visit these days…

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The familiar tombstones of the cemetery loomed up ahead of me. I slowly made my way to a certain one and stood in front of it, fixing my gaze upon the ever so familiar name that was engraved against the stone. Crouching down, I reached out for the stone and was about to let my fingers graze across the name when I heard rustling behind me. I jolted upright and moved behind the tombstone, only to see a familiar man clad in a black suit standing motionlessly where I was just at with his head bowed down.

Someone once told me that to love is to live and to live is to love. That love is very much entwined with life and vice versa. That loving someone is like living and that living is like loving.

I disagree.

“How are you doing Yunho-ah?” The man whispers as he kneels in front of the grave, brushing the dead leaves off of the surface. “I’m sorry if I haven’t visited in awhile.”

A tear slid down my cold skin as I watched the man with saddened eyes. The man slowly lifted his head up and reached out to touch the gravestone. The face of my beloved never looked so different…Still as breathtaking as ever…

To my current knowledge, my heart hasn’t stopped moving, it just ceased a long time ago, I’m not six feet under the ground, I’m stuck on the surface because I just can’t let go.

‘Show me the tears you never shed Jaejoong. Tell me the words I never said…’

“Is it true when we die we go up to the sky?” Jaejoong asks to no one in particular.

I laughed and replied, “I don’t know Jaejoong, I don’t know.”

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A/N: ................How was that? Weird right? >___< Yes I know, my mind is one heck of a place to wander into.

Comments? Please? Yes? No?

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Fic | Inseparable | 1

Wed, 26 Mar 2008 23:42:57 GMT

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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A tiny fist connected with a chubby cheek with a loud slap as skin came in contact with skin in a harsh manner no one would’ve expected from two, extremely-flustered looking young boys. Both their faces scrunched up in a tight frown as they exchanged punches to one another, flinging their chubby arms everywhere. Both were out of breath but both had no intention of backing down. Their will to fight one another fueled their young minds to keep on going despite their already aching joints that threatened to give out on them.

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 my ~~annoying~~ 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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Oneshot | 미안해요 (I'm Sorry)

Sat, 22 Mar 2008 17:43:49 GMT

Title: 미안해요 (I'm Sorry)
Pairing: YunJae
Length: Drabble
Author: heartoffire03
Rating: PG
Genre: Angst
Summary: What if a 'sorry' doesn't make the cut?
Disclaimer: I don't own them

Heartoffire's Say: Whoa. I haven't posted anything up for a week now huh? Ehh~ Sorry, I've been planning and writing my YunJae entries for the competition so I barely had time to post things up. But at least you guys now have two oneshots to look forward to! ^^ But anyway, yes, this is angst, ~~my kingdom.~~ I haven't written angst in awhile and I had an urge to do so after editing anim22 's oneshot (which, mind you, made me cry for the 2nd time in a row T.T) This goes to unni (foolishlovexo ) cos she'll be going off for vacation until next month...which means I won't have anyone to kill with my brain teasers and spazz out over pancakes. I'm going to miss you T.T But anyway, enough babbling from me and....I hope you guys enjoy? *gets whacked*

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The air around them was stale. No, actually, never mind, it wasn't just stale, it was suffocating. Strangling and suffocating the life out of both Yunho and Jaejoong. Upon entering the darkened room a few minutes ago, Jaejoong didn't dare mutter out useless words to explain the situation and break the solemn and painful silence that hung over them.

Yunho was standing in front of the window with both of his hands buried deep inside his pants pocket , hiding the tightly balled fists from the other, also broken, soul in the room. Jaejoong, on the other hand, sat motionlessly at the edge of the bed with his back facing Yunho's and his head bowed and resting upon his slightly shaking hands.

Usually, Yunho would've screamed out a stream of Korean words so rapidly even Jaejoong's ears would fail to aprehend what they were. But oddly enough, he was lost for words. Jaejoong, the usual babbler of the group, also stayed eerily quiet. A surprise for Yunho who expected the other to immediately jump into excuses and explanations and wave everything off with a loud laugh and carefree jokes...

'Aparently not...' Yunho bitterly thought to himself.

Yunho cleared his throat, breaking the silence between them for the first time. Jaejoong still did not look up from his position and remained immobile. Sighing, Yunho raised his hand and pressed it against the fog-glazed window, leaving an imprint of his hand. A hand that used to hold another...

"I'm sorry -"

He turned around with pained eyes to Jaejoong's spot, only to find noone there. Not even the slight creases on the bedsheet to indicate that someone had laid upon it.

Yunho shut his eyes and cursed inwardly. His eyes were playing games on him...

"I'm sorry for not being there when you needed me..."

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A/N: Puuuuuuuh. I haven't written angst in so long I think my skills are dieing >___> Anybody understood the 'twist' at the end? *gets shot for lameness* Comments? Yes? No? You don't know/ :|

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Oneshot | Jealous Leader-shii!?

Tue, 18 Mar 2008 03:50:04 GMT

Title: Jealous Leader-shii!?
Pairing: YunJae
Length: Oneshot
Author: heartoffire03
Rating: PG
Genre: AU, Fluff, Romance, Crack?
Summary: Oh dear, our leader-shii gets jealous over a model..
Disclaimer: I don't own them

Heartoffire's Say: *Screams* I haven't posted anything up for 3 days now! AHH! My PSP can't pick up any Wi-Fi signals anymore ~~because some people choose to be shitholes~~ so I can't check Detox the whenever I want to. GUH. I feel like I'm missing out! *wails* ;___; But anywho! I have this little oneshot that came to me when I was washing the dishes (yes, weird, I'm aware of it) and well, I just can't stop myself from writing it up :D Enjoy~♥

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The Dong Bang household was peaceful....for once. It was just one of those rare days when they're allowed to take a break and escape from the amplified-screams-of-their-fans-that-will-surely-burst-their-eardrums-sooner-or-later and just lounge around the warm apartment, doing whatever pleases them.

Even after several years of seeing each others faces every waking moment of every day; they, most probably by habit, cluster themselves in one room instead of locking themselves in the many rooms of the household. Ahh, the brotherly love is evident.

Yoochun and Junsu sat cross legged on the carpet floor with their eyes trained concentratedly on the television screen as their fingers press the buttons of the controller rapidly; eager to beat one another at whatever game they were playing that involved shooting the crap out of each other. Changmin was a few feet behind his hyungs, sitting comfortably on the couch with a refrigirator-load of assorted foods ranging from sweets to snacks to main courses. He too had his eyes trained onto the television screen as he ate with his heart, constantly yelling out comments along the lines of "`Oot `im `unsu `yung!" ("Shoot him Junsu-hyung!) or "YAH! Babo! `on't `low `ourself up!" ("YAH! Babo! Don't blow yourself up!) with a mouthful of rice. Yunho was sprawled on the couch at an unleader-shii-like position. The leaders eyes would swivle from the television to his lover who was sprawled on the floor below, reading a magazine. Jaejoong was wearing one of his shirts; with two sizes too big, his current position let the clothing slid down his arm, revealing a vanilla colored nape that tempted Yunho a whole lot.

"AH!! YOU CHEATER!!" Junsu suddenly shrieked, causing everybody to jolt up. Changmin dropped a half-way-there hershey kiss, Yoochun scooted a few feet away from the duckbutt, Jaejoong to look up from his magazine and Yunho to tear his gaze off of the latters vanilla skin.

"EH!? WHAT!? WHAT'RE YOU TALKING ABOUT!?" Yoochun spluttered out.

"YOU TRICKED ME!!" Junsu screamed back.

"Ahh, hyung, can you lower the decibels down a notch please?" Changmin whimpered, picking up the fallen hershey kiss off of the floor and looked at it in melancholy.

"Yeah honestly, you should.." Yoochun added.

"NO! I WILL NOT LOWER THE DECIBELS DOWN A NOTCH!" Junsu continued. "THIS IDIOT RIGHT HERE JUST TRICKED ME! I WAS SO WINNING! YOU SON OF A - "

"Oh my, I'd tap that." Jaejoong nonchalantly butted in.

Yunho, who was not paying attention to Junsu's screaming fit and was instead drawing lazy circles against the couch's surface, bolted up and snapped his head to Jaejoong's direction. Leaning over a little so see what his beloved hunnybunch was looking at, his blood froze as he saw a built male model at a position too suggesting and profane for his liking on the gloosy magazine page for his Jae-Jae to see.

Jaejoong, who was still sprawled on the floor and was oblivious to the stare he was acquiring from Yunho and his dongsaengs, flipped another page, only to whistle out loud and lick his lips.

"Ohohoho~" Jaejoong continued. "I want a piece of that."

Yunho was ready to sprint downstairs to his car, drive off to wherever the hell this model was, then, when he finds him, beat the living crap out of the poor guy and file 'harrasment' against him. And yes, Jung Yunho did consider the model's pose to be 'harasment' and strong believed that poses such as this should be B A N N E D from public's eyes...especially to Jaejoong's.

Silence covered the household as Changmin, Yoochun, and Junsu (who had totally forgotten about the previous scenario that recquired the screaming-of-lungs) stared at their hyung's sprawled form and to their other hyung's infuriated face.

"Ahh....J....Jaejoong-hyung...." Yoochun awkardly says.

Jaejoong (who was humming to himself as he checked out the model) looked up from the magazine to Yoochun, giving him a questioning gaze.

"Yeah?" Jaejoong innocently asks.

Yoochun, Junsu and Changmin all but raised a shaking finger to the direction of Yunho. Jaejoong turned his head and immediately met the boiling eyes of his lover.

"Oh. Yunnie-ah, what's up? Are you hurt?"

The other three could only sigh defeatedly at their oldest hyung's obliviosness to the situation. A grin broke on Jaejoong's face as he finally understood what was happening.

"Is my Yunnie jealous?" He asked cheekily.

When Yunho did not reply back, Jaejoong bursted out laughing. Oh the protective-ness of his lover...

"You know, I don't want a piece of that man. I want all of him," Jaejoong started. "And I wouldn't just tap him, I'd bang him."

Yunho was more than ready to jump off of the couch and onto Jae if it wasn't for that mischievous grin plastered on his lover's face. Jaejoong grabbed hold of the magazine then flashed it in front of his face with a light "Chada!". Yunho swore he was going to explode and, luckily, Jaejoong was well aware of this.

"Lighten up Yunnie - "

"How the hell can I!?" Yunho gritted out.

Another fit of laughter erupted out of Jaejoong's throat, filling the room.

"Because that's you silly!" Jaejoong chuckled out as he pointed at the model's face and then to his, laughing all the way.

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A/N: LOL. I'm sorry, I just find that hillarious. HAHA. *gets shot* AH CRAP! It's 11:47! I still have school tomorrow! I'll be back tomorrow! ^^

Comments? Yes? No? PLEASE!?~♥

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Oneshot | 20 Minutes

Sat, 15 Mar 2008 00:24:59 GMT

Title: 20 Minutes
Pairing: YunJae
Length: Oneshot
Author: heartoffire03
Rating: NC-17 *O*
Genre: AU, Crack, Smut/Lemon, Romance, Humor?
Summary: What can possibly happen in 20 minutes? Hm?
Disclaimer: I don't own them

Heartoffire's Spazz: Since xcorpusdelictix wanted me to post this already and I really have nothing to do at all, I just decided to post it up :D This was my 1st entry to the TWIST competition and yeah...I seriously, really, honestly think that this has got to be the most perverted smut I've ever written O////O I got the idea when I took this 'major-math-test-that-made-my-teacher-spazz-out-about-it' and this idea suddenly came running into my head out of nowhere. Honestly, I blame those desks that ~~screamed sex~~ I had to stare at for 60 M I N U T E S and the constant moaning of people ('cos of boredom) that sounded like....well....you know. I must've been bored to death 'cos all I could think about was YUNJAESMEXYUNJAESMEXYUNJAESMEX. *pulls on hair* AIGOO, I'M GOING CRAZY. But anyway, despite my nonesense ramble, enjoy you guys =D

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Oh what a perfect time to spend the day with your loved ones and the important people in your life. The sun was out for anybody who has been itching to play outdoor sports and sweat off the dull coating of invisible dust winter brought forth onto their skins. A light, playful breeze was also present, swaying the trees here and there and acting as an instrument to let the wandering (or maybe just relaxing) lovers to cuddle up together and have some quality time. Oh what a delightful day it was…

…NOT.

Yunho sighed for the nth time that day as he forced his eyes to tear themselves off of the heaven-like scene on the other side of his office window. The weather was perfect and the mood it gave off made him want to just rip off the thick material of his suit jacket and just run outside like a madman. Oh and maybe even attract some attention from interested…..beings here and there. He chuckled to himself as he wondered what a special someone would say if he found out what he was thinking.

Unfortunately, this entire ‘I-feel-happy-and-giddy-and-pretty’ mood of his gets mercilessly crushed the minute he sees the mountain piles of paper ranging from a piece of paper only needing his signature to a wide range of business proposals that would establish his already huge business somewhere else in the world. Instead of being out there into the open, he’s stuck in his office for God knows how long and is forced to read these pieces of paper. Groaning, he pushed his aching back against the seat and stretched out his sore arms. He yawned loudly and cast a look at the pile of paper on his desk. The papers seemed to scream out at him in agony, screeching their stories out of how they used to be trees that stood proudly inhaling the air at one point, and then be reduced to mere blank pieces of sheet a blink of an eye later.

“I know what you guys feel,” Yunho said as he lightly patted the immobile paper. “Must be so boring being a piece of paper now right?”

Frowning at his actions, he sighed dramatically, and shook his head to clear off the paper’s voices. First he was hearing voices from papers and he then talked (and patted) them. Great, he was beginning to go crazy.

“I wonder what’s next.” Yunho grimly mused to himself.

Casting yet another glance down, the words on the paper now looked like a bunch of squiggles, circles, dashes, lines and incoherent characters. He groaned once more as he rubbed his eyes with a fist. There goes his eyesight…

“Stupid papers…” Yunho muttered to no one in particular.

Turning his gaze towards the window, his craving for the outside world heightened even more to an almost unbearable level. A little but more push and he’ll find himself over the brink of throwing himself out of his office window. His train of thoughts choo-chooed away, leaving him a daydream state in the middle of work and abandoning the papers he still needs to read through. Shutting down his hearing system and failing him to hear the soft click the lock as the door gently open up by a special somebody.

“Stupid papers, stupid papers, stupid papers…” Yunho unconsciously muttered out, not noticing that somebody was looking at him in amusement.

“So this is how you act like in work?” A melodic voice on the verge of laughter sprung out of nowhere, scissoring its way through his fazed thoughts.

Blinking stupidly and quickly wiping the drool that began to trail its way down his chin, he scrambled to put back his composed self back on. Snapping his head towards the direction where he had heard the voice, his mind whirred for words to explain his behavior. Opening up his mouth, he was ready to blurt out his excuse when his sight was welcomed by a different, yet familiar sight. No words came out of his mouth but it stayed open, as if it was locked to stay open. The coffee-haired person standing in front of him raised a thin, mocking eyebrow as his grin widened even more.

“You know, you look so pinch-able when you’re caught red-handed doing something.” And with that the person steps towards him, leaned over his paper-crowded desk and pinched his cheek, only to burst out laughing after doing so.

He frowned in annoyance and confusion but he couldn’t stop himself from grinning back, “What’re you doing here Jae? Don’t you have work?”

Jaejoong stopped laughing and looked at him with an overly adorable pout, “Why? Can’t I visit my beloved whenever I want to anymore?”

“No! No of course not!” Yunho replied. “I…It’s just a surprise to see you here.”

A sly smile grew on Jaejoong’s face as he began to make his way around the table to where Yunho was sitting at a seductively slow pace. Not once did he tear his sight off of Yunho’s face, and instead widen his sly smile even more. Slowly, Jaejoong slither his body behind Yunho and placed his hands on the others aching shoulders, giving them a tight squeeze. Yunho could only moan in pleasure as his aching shoulder gets a massage from those hands.

“Hurts here right Yunnie?” Jaejoong whispers right next to his ear, his tone of voice dripping with lust.

Yunho groaned. “Oh no, not right now”, he thought to himself.

As if sensing what was on his mind, Jaejoong decided to pursue his craving by attaching his lips against the back of his neck. He suckled on it, darting his tongue out to lick his skin, sending shivers down Yunho’s spine and blood straight to his groin.

“Ungh…Jae …No…” Yunho whispers out, trying to sound forceful only to miserably fail as Jaejoong’s tongue travel to the side of his neck.

“But Yunnie…Please?” Jaejoong half-whines and half-begs as he slithers his arms around Yunho’s body, roaming them to places he knows he’d get the answer he wants from.

“Jae…” Yunho tried to say out loud, only to trail off.

“Hmm?” Jaejoong replies with a hum as he make his way down the crook of the others neck.

“I...I h-have work t-to do…” He stutters out as he forces his hand to crawl to the piles of paper on the table. Grasping a few sheets in his hand, he waved it in front of Jaejoong’s face with a nervous chuckle. “S-See?”

Jaejoong stops his ministrations for a second and glanced up to look at the sheets of paper Yoochun was waving in front of him. A split second after, he bent his head down once again and traced his tongue from the bottom of Yunho’s now-exposed neck up to the other’s ear, leaving a trail of saliva along his way. He lightly bit on the others earlobe then let his tongue to trace the outer shell.

He breathed out seductively before murmuring, “20 minutes, that’s all I need.”

“20 minutes?!” Yunho shrieked to himself.

“Are you kidding!?” Yunho hissed to his lover.

“No, not really.” Jaejoong replies. “C’mon…Please?”

Sighing, he raised a hand up and pinched the bridge of his nose. “So you want a quickie?”

Jaejoong innocently nods against his neck. “That’s what I came for really.”

Weighing down his options mentally, it was quite hard to say no to Jaejoong’s request, not with all the pent up urge of escaping work and his growing and bulging, obvious member….

…That somehow found itself under the pale hands of his lover with just a blink of an eye. With eyes gaping and the sensation that Jaejoong’s hand gave to him, he couldn’t help but groan in frustrated pleasure. He really didn’t have any choice…

“See? You agree with me don’t you?” Jaejoong murmurs. “Well, at least little Yun-Yun over here does.” He added, giving his groin a squeeze and eliciting yet another groan from Yunho.

Finally deciding that he has had enough of Jaejoong’s teasing, he spun his chair around, catching the other off guard and peeling the hand resting on top of his groin along the way. Once turning completely around, he reached out for Jaejoong’s head, grasped it from behind and slams their lips together for a bruising kiss. Jaejoong, who was a little dazed for a good five seconds, could only grin to himself as he kisses back with as much energy as Yunho; leaving a few nips against the others lips here and then. Yunho probed his tongue against Jaejoong’s lips as he asked for entrance; of which the latter gladly welcomed and opened his mouth to let Yunho in. However, he did not completely surrender against Yunho’s power, deciding long ago that he wanted to put up a fight against his lover during their mating session. Their tongues battled dominancy out as their hands roam each other’s body, wanting, needing, and craving the feeling of skin against skin.

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The office that was as silent as a still night and lifeless as a graveyard just minutes ago was now brimming with life as pants, groans, moans, whimpers filled the lust-filled air.

Jaejoong found himself pushed up against a wall with his front shirt wide open, his lower regions stark naked of any clothing whatsoever, a head bobbing up and down his member and this overwhelming feeling of intense pleasure that he was sure could push him to kill himself if those damn lips that sucked him wouldn’t hurry the fuck up and make him cum already.

“Ungg…Geez…Come on …”

Yunho, the tease as he was, stopped what he was doing and let go of his member completely, sliding it out of his mouth with a pop. He groaned in frustration only to hear the kneeling man below chuckle.

“You stupid idiot, I swear I’m going to kill you sooner or later.” Jaejoong barks out, sending dagger-like glares to Yunho.

The other only smiled smugly back at him, “You know, you look more than amazing from this view.” With that said, he stood from where he was kneeling, brushing their already-sensitive and aching groins together. Jaejoong groaned in pleasure at the touch, the need to release becoming more and more unbearable by the minute.

“Oh…God...” Jaejoong panted out.

Yunho lets out a moan, shortly followed by a chuckle, “Ahh…Whoops, sorry, little Yun-Yun didn’t mean to bump against little Jae-Jae over here.”

Jaejoong growls at Yunho’s sarcastic voice. Lifting his hands up, he curled them against Yunho’s hair and tugged it down to crush their lips together in a hot and open-mouthed kiss, their tongues battling it out for dominance once more. Yunho snakes his hand down Jaejoong’s body, grabbing hold of the latter’s member and pumping it. Jaejoong’s body froze for a second as another wave of pleasure coursed through his system, sending his body into overdrive. His head snapped back as his body arched forward to Yunho’s touch, begging for more.

“Ungghh…”

Yunho let out a breathy chuckle then, “Ready baby?”

Jaejoong nodded dumbly in response, his brain was too lost in pleasure that muttering out a coherent word was a task next to impossible. Hooking up his arm around Yunho’s neck and lifting his legs up to encircle his waist, he braced himself for what was to come next. Yunho exhaled and dipped his head to the crook of Jaejoong’s neck, placing his head sideways and facing the other’s ear.

“Ready?” Yunho asks silky once more.

Irritated and impatient, Jaejoong groaned in response, trying to push Yunho to hurry up already.

“What was that? I couldn’t hear you.” Yunho mocked.

Another groan from Jaejoong, “Idiot, get on with it already or I swear I’ll never, ever fu –“

Sensing his cue, Yunho pushed into Jaejoong without warning, cutting him mid-sentence. His back arched immediately as he a moan tore through his throat. Oh the pain, and the pleasure. Sometimes it felt like he wouldn’t be handle the sensation but damn, he would never get tired of Yunho’s member pulsating within him.

“Ah!” Jaejoong moaned. “Oh…Jesus Christ! Oh…God…”

“Unnghhh…”

They stood there listening to each others pants, feeling each others skin, waiting for their muscles to adjust to each other, waiting for the right time to continue their love making.

Finally, thinking that he was ready, Jaejoong moved a little bit, eliciting a moan from both his and Yunho’s lips.

“Shit,” Yunho thought. “One more move and I swear I’m going to loose it.”

“Goddamnit! Are you even listening!?” Jaejoong shrieked. “MOVE!”

That was all Yunho needed to start moving. Pulling his member out of its warm home, he heard Jaejoong half-moan and half-gasp at the empty feeling it had created within him. Pausing for a minute to soak in those lustful noises that came out of his lover’s, he couldn’t help but loose himself to his thoughts, making him totally forget about his waiting lover.

“Jung Yunho,” Jaejoong gritted out. “Into me. NOW.”

Snapping out of his daze involuntary, his lower regions twitched in anticipation, urging him to slam back into Jaejoong’s waiting hole. Jaejoong choked out a gasp, the feeling of Yunho’s erection in him once more taking him by surprise. Yunho didn’t pause this time; a second after, he pulled out once again, only to slam back in again. Slowly at first, he started out a pace for the both of them to cope up to. A few minutes passed and they still continued with the normal pace, he thought he was doing well until,

“Ahhn! Faster….Hahn….C’mon, you know I like it fast…” Jaejoong moaned. “Or are you….haa….tired already?”

Sensing the mockery and sarcasm in his lover’s voice, he smirked and fastened the pace, slamming into Jaejoong with even brutal force that he thought he didn’t contain at all.

“Ah! Yes! Yes! That’s it…Oh God…Ohhh…”

Oh how he loved to hear those words being moaned out of his lover’s luscious lips. He lifted his head up from the crook of his lover’s neck and turned his gaze upon the sweat covered face, close lidded eyes, and a slightly parted lips of his lover. Jaejoong’s lips looked to him as if they were begging him to kiss

the living life out of them. With the temptation too strong to ignore, he leaned down and hungrily caught Jaejoong’s lips with his, kissing them as hard as he could to get his intention straight out to him. His hand reached down to play with the hardened nipple, rolling it around his finger and pinching them once in awhile; just as his other hand grabbed Jaejoong’s abandoned and more-than-erect member. All of this multiplied the pleasure Jaejoong was feeling to a new level that was over the brink of being too unbearable.

“Harder! Oh….God….!”

Yunho gritted his teeth together and pumped into Jaejoong even harder, practically slamming the other man against the wall repeatedly. Jaejoong’s face contorted in pain and pleasure, noticing this, he decided to move the two of them without loosing the connection between them and placed Jaejoong on top of the paper-covered table of his. Jaejoong felt the shift in position and the surface against his sweaty back now felt smoother and less rough. He heard the rustling of papers as Yunho’s hands gripped the edge of the table for support. Yunho pushed in him and he swore he had seen the whole universe even Galileo would’ve been jealous.

“AH! HAAH! RIGHT THERE!” He screamed in pleasure.

Yunho grunted in response and continued on pounding himself into him. The feeling that has been swarming at the pit of his stomach was threatening to explode any minute just as the tingling feeling took its toll. He was nearly there; nearly.

“Ungh! C’mon, c’mon, c’mon…”

“Ahh, Jaejoong baby…Oh…My …God…”

Slamming in for one final time into Jaejoong’s heat, he found himself loosing himself with his sight covered with countless stars and bright squiggles and lines. Yelling out loud his release as his body went rigid, he felt the man below him shudder and stiffen as his essence filled him. A split second after, Jaejoong screamed as he also reached his pinnacle. Flying through a never ending sea of star covered and pleasure swarmed universe with Yunho.

“AHHHHH!!”

“UNGGHH!!”

The action pulled the plug out of Yunho’s body as he collapsed limply on top of Jaejoong’s still breathing erratically form, crushing the poor guy in the process and knocking the wind out of his already oxygen deprived lungs. They stayed like that for a couple of minutes, just listening to each others ragged breaths and feeling each others skin against each other.

Chuckling absentmindedly, he snuggled closer to the other mans form and placed his head at the crook of Junsu’s neck, inhaling the sex-scent they had created. Placing his lips lightly against the other mans skin; he sucked on it forcefully yet lightly, marking Jaejoong as his territory and his only. His eyes dropped down, engulfing his state of mind into darkness…

…Only for a blink of an eye…

“Hyung?”

The first thoughts that came into his head: SHIT. OH SHIT.

“Hyung,” Yoochun continued. “You’re such an idiot.”

Opening his eyes, he had expected Yoochun’s face to be contorted in pure horror at the sight laid out in front of him, a sleeping, naked Jaejoong below him and a bunch of papers covered by the product of their intense lovemaking.

Only to find none of those in his wake.

Blinking rapidly and moving his head to face Yoochun, a numbness feeling coursed through his neck, a sign of a stiff-neck. He looked down and found his clothes firmly in place and no sign of semen covered papers that should be on his desk. He glanced up to his co-worker/secretary/dongsaeng and gave him a confused look.

Yoochun only shrugged back at him and gave him a flat facial expression.

“Don’t give me that look hyung,” The other man said. “You’re the one who’s daydreaming through work.”

“Daydreaming?”

Yoochun walked over to him and half-slammed and half-placed yet another pile of papers upon his desk.

“These just came in, and it said you ASAP so I guess you should get these done… ASAP.” Yoochun explained.

And with that he turned and walked towards the direction of the door, only to stop before walking out.

“Oh and, Jaejoong-hyung called,” Yoochun added. “He said he’ll be coming in 20 minutes.”

Yoochun turned and glanced at him with an amused look on his face.

“I advice you to not get rid of that, I’m guessing Jaejoong-hyung would be more than happy to play with it.” Yoochun said as he pointed his eyes to his lower regions.

Yunho followed Yoochun’s gaze and found a hard-on sticking straight up. But even before he could possibly say something to explain himself, Yoochun had already walked out of the office muttering the words along the lines of,

“Office sex. Very kinky...”

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Heartoffire's Spazz: Ahaa~ Anybody wants tissues? xDD~ How was that!? Aigo. I'm nervous *mouth clatters*

Oh and I'll also be posting this up in Detox in a few weeks ^^ Thank you in advance again!

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Drabbles | iTunes Challenge

Wed, 12 Mar 2008 01:12:43 GMT

Title: 6 iTunes Drabbles
Author: heartoffire03
Pairing: YunJae / JaeHo
Length: 6 Drabbles
Genre: Fluff, Romance, Angst, Smut/Lemon (implied?)
Rating: PG - Light R
Summary: The 'Ultimate Couple' in different songs
Disclaimer: Don't own the songs nor the people

A/N: Ehhh~ I was bored so I decided to steal foolishlovexo 's idea majigy. Thank you unni for staying alive after all my whining on AIM :DD I luuub chuuu~! Enjoy everybody! ^^

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[Edit] I forgot to add the songs when I was posting it up so here it is! Listening to the song while reading sort of makes things more....interesting? XDD!

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Song: Dear Jamie....Sincerely Me
By: Hellogoodbye

I've got a letter I would like to send....

I'm not sure if this is even in 'style' anymore since most people now either text or IM their feelings out to other people. I'm not illeterate when it comes to technology but I'm not a computer whizz either but, no matter how olden and corny this may sound like, I'd rather write my true feelings with my own hand. Yes, I'm more than aware that other people do write notes and pass them around by either throwing them across the room or rolling them on the floor but, trust me, I wouldn't want to deliever my letter in any of those way. Why would I dare let a piece of paper fly through the room that holds my feelings for you?

....Aigoo, as you can see, I'm madly, crazily, not-even-funny in love with ~~chuu~~ you....I mean its weird (even I find it weird but...whatever) but I really can't help but fall for you. Is that alright? Can I love you? Can I make you mine?
I would have used a pencil but lead's just not permanent...

Was that too hard to read? My handwriting don't usually sucks but my hand was shaking when I was writing. My nerves failed me...>///////<

Sincerely, Me

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Song: Let Me Be The One
By: Jimmy Bondoc

"Somebody told me you were leaving..." He whispers. "I didn't know."

The man that stood infront of him did no motion to reply back to him. The latters head bowed down with a mane of silky black hair covering it from the rest of the world.

'Is he hiding his face because he's embarassed or because he doesn't want to see me?'

"Jae.." He trailed off as his hand reached out to touch the other's arm.

He flinched away.

"J-Jaejoong-ah..." He started once again. "I...I'm not here to stop you..."

Still no response.

"Let me be the one to break it up so you.." He chokes out. "So you don't have to make up excuses.."

A tear slid down his cheek as he also procedeed to bow his head.

"So I'm telling you I love you one last time..." He murmurs out as quietly as he could. "And goodbye.."

Just turn around and walk away...

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Song: Cry
By: Mandy Moore

Laying down the on the dew covered glass with the stars winking up from above us and the night sky acting as a vast and never ending blanket, along with your warm presence next to me; I felt at home.

Sure, it was a pretty boring and usual thing to do with the person you loved but it was one of the only time I could cuddle up next to your strong form and just stay like that. It was my escape from realit; my escape to you.

I turned my head slightly to look up at him and was surprised to see tears coming down your black eyes that were full of melancholy. It was there that I realized that forever was in your eyes, the moment I saw you cry.

"I'll love you forever and ever....and a day..."

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Song: Hinahanap Hanap Kita (Looking/Finding You)*
By: Rivermaya

Adik sayo...(Addicted to you..)

We go all the way back don't we? From freshmen year in high school until the senior year of college, we stuck through.

...But I'm guessing that wasn't enough was it?

We slowly grew apart. Barely having time with each other until such time we decided to break apart and go on our seperate ways. I had no right to stop you so I let go. Was that the right thing to do? For you, yes; for me, no. Not at all.

I was and still am addicted to you. I still miss you. I certainly still love you.

Hanaphanapin ka...(Will always be looking for you)

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Song: I Don't Love You
By: My Chemical Romance

He was sorry to break his promise. He really was. They had promised each other that they would stay together, never change, and love eachother; even beyond after time ends and the world succumb into a dark oblivion of the unknown.

Don't ever think I'll make you try to stay..

Where was the feeling now? Shouldn't he feel hurt from those words? Where's the promise they had shared together and repeatedly reminded each other that they would never break it?

I don't love you, like I did yesterday...

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Song: Anonymous
By: Bobby V

The music thumped along the walls of the club, rapidly flying their way to his eardrums, making his heart thump along with the beat. His eyes swivled everywhere as his body tried to squeeze itself past the bodies that were packed like sardines in a can.

"Where are you? Where are you?" He murmured to himself, repeating it over and over again.

Just as he was about to give up on the search for his mysterious siren, a pair of lithe arms intwined themselves around his torso and he felt himself be gently pulled away from the chaotic dance floor and to a secluded area of the club even he didn't know existed.

As the loud music became more muffled and muffled, it was pretty obvious they were far from other people. The other person sensed this and so took matters into their own hands. Soft lips immediately latched themselves onto his just as his back came in contact with the cold wall harshly than he would've liked.

"Ah, I've finally found you.." He managed to hush out in between kisses.

A chuckle and he felt a smile spread across the other's lips which were pressed against his.

"Nah-uh," A melodic voice covered in mystery murmured back. "I think it's me who found you.."

A slick tongue slid its way across his ear lobe, sending chills down his spine but also making him moan out loud.

"W...We're on borrowed time..." He wantonly choked out.

Another grin.

"I know..." The other replied, grounding his obvious aroused member against his caged one.

"It just adds the thrill to this doesn't it?" His anonymous siren breathly adds, leaving the statement hanging in the already lust-filled air.

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A/N: ..........I really have nothing to say about this. I think I failed at this iTunes challenge, I had no idea what I was typing in half of the time ~~because American Idol was on and David Archuleta, that sexy beast, was singing~~

*I'm absolutely in love with this song. ASTIG! This part goes to all the pinoy's out here in LJ. WOO! Also, I'm very sorry if my translation for this song sucked...I'm really bad at tagalog >__<;; Mind giving me lessons? XDD!

Comments please? ONEGAii!? ♥

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Fic | Darkness Eyes | 4

Sun, 09 Mar 2008 23:32:41 GMT

Title: Darkness Eyes
Pairings: JaeHo
Length: Prologue + 4/?
Author: heartoffire03
Rating: PG
Genre: AU, Drama, Romance, Angst
Summary: One man's sadness can bring him his ultimate happiness..
Disclaimer: I don't own them.

A/N: Oops! Sorry for the lack of update for this, I sort of forgot what was suppose to go on for this fic, ~~all thanks to that smut I wrote which, mind you, fried my brains too~~ But anyhow, since I have nothing better to do and I have no homework *gasp* I'll update Darknes Eyes instead! ^^ Enjoy~

.:Prologue: Depressed, Deprived, Different
.:Chapter 1: I wished for you
.:Chapter 2: Second Chances or Punishment?:.
.:Chapter 3: Going Crazy?:.

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"Get to know people more before prouncing on them, they might not be who they were before.."

.:Chapter 4: 'Proper' Introductions:.

I, honestly speaking, have never felt so irritated and confused before. Irritated because my supposedly-savior-of-a-cousin, Yoochun, decided to bail out on me just when I needed him and left my room with a chuckle and an amused, "I'll come by later hyung!" before heading for work. That idiot. He had left me with a loud mouthed stranger named...what was his name again?

With the constant bickering right next to my ear, I couldn't help but feel as if I was at some sort of carnival instead of a hospital room. What ever happened to my solemny silent room that I've been forced to call home for the past...months? Really now, how dare this person barge through without a care. Despite the constant bickering and the incoherent stream of words tumbling down the others mouth, I couldn't bring myself to give shot him a threatening glare accompanied with sharp words that I usually bark out with ease. I blindly tilted my head to the direction where his voice was booming from. In a split second, Jaejoong's voice stopped abruptly followed by an awkard silence that hung over us. I was expecting my ears to welcome the silence but, to my surprise, my hearing longed for that irritatingly warm voice of his...

"Oh, I'm sorry," Jaejoong says obliviously, "Was I babbling?"

I couldn't help but let a smile graze across my face, how long has it been since I let my muscles curve the way they do when they smile. How long? Somehow, I felt a shift in Jaejoong's mood again; warmer and more happier. Was he smilling?

"Yeah," I replied. "A little bit."

Jaejoong laughed, "Really!? Just a little!? Oh wow, that's a new record for me.."

I didn't reply back to what he said. Partially because I didn't know what he was saying talking about and also beacuase I didn't feel like talking to a, well, stranger.

"You see, I tend to ramble on and on and confuse anyone that I talk to. My pronounciation also tends to get all spazzy when I talk quickly - but really, I don't think anyone can pronounce things perfectly when they're talking fast. Don't you think so too? How about you? What do you do? Do you ramble on too? Or are you the not talking type and gives people shrugs and evil glances here and then? Honestly, I can't blame those people, they must hate life really -"

I growled, stopping the other's rant midsentence.

"First of all, I don't know you so who are you? Second, what are you doing in my room? Third," I coldly said, turning my blind gaze on him to a frown. "Why, please tell, are you telling me all these things?"

A pause.

Then a laugh. He laughed. Laughed as if my questions did not mean anything and that my cold tone did not scare his guts at all. Did he not know who I was?

"Oh I'm sorry, I'm guessing you weren't paying attention when I introduced myself - "

The nerve of this guy...

"I'm Kim Jaejoong. You can call me anything you want, Jae, Joongie, Jaejoongie, or hell, even BooJae if you want to." He said, laughing after his statement. "I'm telling you these things because we'll be spending our time together more often - "

I growled once more.

" - Don't kill me just yet. I don't want to die on my first day of work, that'd just bomb my currently-perfect resume." He laughs once more. "I'm in your room because your cousin, Yoochun-ah, called me in....obviously. Really now, shouldn't you know this by now? - "

My god. This guy was unbelievable...

The ugly sound of the chair's feet scraping against the floor filled the room, clawing at my eardrum painfully. I flinched and sighed loudly, he must've noticed it for I immediately felt his form leaning over me and a hand reached out to my arm.

"Are you okay? Does anything hurt?"

I growled....again. Is it just me or is this my 'growling' day?

"I'm fine - "

"Oh okay," A sigh of relief. "That's good, that's good..."

"Can we just get things straight?" I replied out of topic but straight to the point.

I felt him blinked and tilt his head to the side.

"Don't act too close and friendly me for I don't know you Aand no offence but I really am not interested in knowing you much better. If you're here because Yoochun hired you to be my personal nurse or just my company, I advise you to get out of my way and not do anything to bother me, which is basically anything irritating." I said coldly.

He didn't reply and remained silent instead. A good choice in my opinion...

"First, I don't like anything loud. Second, don't ever call me by my name, Sir would be much appreciated and lastly," I raised my other hand up and peeled his hand off of my other arm. "I don't like any type of physical contact."

Pause.

"Are we clear?"

A sigh and a hesitant and much quieter chuckle, "Sorry about that, I'll try my hardest to not do any of those things. And yes, we're clear."

I could definitely sense a shift in his mood and aura. Maybe my words have impacted him more than I intended them to. I shook my head and mentally scowled myself. Since when did I started caring about other people's feelings?

I felt him move away from me and walk his towards the door, opening it to leave. The moan of the door float its way across the room and reached his ears. Maybe I really did hurt him...

"You know, I think you should smile more," Jaejoong says, that happy tone evident in his voice once more. "Yunho."

And with that, he closed the door, just missing a pillow flung at his direction.

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A/N: I know, I know, nothing really happened in that chapter and I sincerely apologise for that but I was just so desperate to update this fic 'cos I was scared I'd loose my idea and will to finish it. I promise from this point on I'll try and write a more interesting chapter, one with things actually happening. I've sort of reached a writer's block after writing that smut (yes I know overeacting but I really am YOUNG to write a lemon like that one) So if you have any complaints, please blame the pancakes I was eating in the middle of the night a couple of nights ago...and foolishlovexo because we spazzed out over food and other crap on AIM until like 1:30 in the morning...JK! I luuuub her <33

Anyways! Please do comment! They're really my only motivation as of now~♥

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Threeshot| Loving Someone | "Need"

Sat, 01 Mar 2008 05:34:30 GMT

A/N: Alright! 2nd theme! (: Enjoy everybody!

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.:I Need You:.
Love will someday kill him, he was sure of it. Hell, he would even bet his whole life and career for it. The carefree, beyond-beautiful-for-words lover of his will surely be the death of him. Kim Jaejoong will be Jung Yunho's murderer. End of story.

Now, stating something so....absurd like this will surely lead to either commotion or confusion...or both. Surely everybody have had heard of wisdom lines saying 'love is the ultimate saviour;, or somewhere along those lines. It's not like he completely disagrees with this philosophy; in fact he absolutely believes that love is a saviour, him being one of the millions of people that it had saved; but despite this, he also believes that it's the stealthiest of stalkers and the harshiest of all killers, lurking along the shadows and popping up when you least expect it. Love brought forth life and death as it balances the job of being God and the Devil, thus making it the hugest part of life...

Love came to him the form of the lithe beauty of a man named Kim Jaejoong. With flawless, porcelain-like skin, hair as dark and haunting as the night sky, and those sharp yet soft facial features that screamed beauty endlessly; it was as if he was looking at God himself. He would've been more than willing to stay on Earth if this is the person he was bound to spend the rest of eternity with. Yet despite all of this, Jaejoong's eyes were the bearer of hell, bringing forth madness to his life with such a fiery intensity he can feel his insides igniting just from a mere glance. Even he's wondering why he's still alive after all the countless times those eyes had laid upon him. One look from those dark eyes that reached the deepest corners of oblivion could send his soul screaming for love or make it howl in sadness...

'Don't look at me like that; my heart might break...'

Even the slightest trace of a tear leaking out of those eyes swells his heart up in sadness but quickly shatters it into tiny pieces, sending him to a frantic frenzy to find something - anything - that will get that smile he lives for back on the others face. First the swelling of the heart and now shattering it too? Do you now see how love can kill him? He once told Jaejoong this, only to pull out a shy, melodic laugh from the latter...

"Really now Yunho-ah," Jaejoong jokingly says. "I don't think that's healthy..."

"It's what you do to me...." Yunho murmurs back before planting a kiss on the other's lips.

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For somebody so cool and composed as him, other people find it almost impossible to identify his fears. Ranging from death to bugs, all these guesses were either too exaggerated or just too stupid. In all honesty, he was not scared of anything. But truth be told, he fears for Jaejoong more than he should for his own good. He's scared that one day, he'll wake up only to find Jaejoong missing from his arms; he's scared that Jae will stop breathing way before he will; he's scared that Jae will loose his feelings for him; he's scared that one day...one day Jaejoong will turn his back towards him and walk away....walk out of his life....

Is he just paranoid? Is he just too madly in love with Jaejoong? No, better yet, is he finally insane?

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Now, standing in the middle of a darkened street with his feet rooted to the ground and the tears of the sky soaking his clothes, making them stick uncomfortably to his body, he couldn't quite believe what was happening. Did he really just ran a few blocks nonstop trying to catch up with Jae? And is that really Jaejoong's back towards him, ready to walk away?

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no..." He murmured out, his breath coming out as ragged pants and puffs of white smoke that floated from his quivering lips.

He would've never imagined the scence unfolding itself infront of him in a million years. It was the last thing he would've wanted to see. Jaejoong wasn't going to leave him, not if he could stop it. Then suddenly, as if breaking the etheral silence that hung over them, Jae's feet moved against the watered street, as if to take a step only to stop as his voice rang out,

"DON'T LEAVE!" He pleaded. "PLEASE!"

Even though Jaejoong abruptly stopped, he did not turn around to look at him, leaving a negative impression in his mind.

'Does he really hate me that much?'

How can possibly Jae do this to him? Did he not show enough love for him? Or was did he strangled him with that love? What did he do wrong? Jaejoong was the gravity that kept him on the ground, he was the air he breaths to keep him alive, he was the warmth he needed to stay alive during the harsh, freezing winter nights, he was his everything. He had centered his whole life around Jaejoong, making him his whole heart instead of being half.

He needed him.

In desperation and jumbled up emotions, his knees gave out, plummeting him down to the rain soaked asphalt ground. He let the sky's tears of sadness mix in with his mournful ones, and there he wept, crying out his heart at the other man that stood motionless in front of him.

"I...I'm sorry Jae...I'm so sorry for everything...I'm so sorry for strangling you....I'm so sorry for being so selfish...I'm so sorry for everything....I'm so sorry for loving you....I'm so sorry for - "

Then, out of nowhere, a pair of soaked yet still warm arms engulfed him and soon, he found warmth smoothering his frozen state and that familliar scent of cologne he had grown accustomed to breathing filled his lungs. Is he dreaming?

"Jae - " He tried to say something out only to be cut off by a forceful "Sshh!".

They stayed like that for a couple of silent minutes, as they listen to each other's heartbeats and labored breathing, smelling each other's scent and feeling each other's skin. He could faintly feel sleep crawling over him, about to engulf him any minute now...

"I'm so sorry Yunnie," Jaejoong gently whispers. "I'm so sorry..."

'Why are you saying sorry?'

He tried to fought the sleep that was nearing his tired brain. Darkness slowly cloaked his vision but fortunately leaving a small peephole through which he can see Jae's beautiful face encased by the rain's droplets...

"I won't ever leave you again Yunnie-ah," Jaejoong continued. "I promise you.."

'Thank you Jaejoong-ah.....Thank you.....'

And with that darkness consumed him, finally pulling him to sleep. He would've never had it any other way, with him falling asleep in his lover's warm embrace in the middle of a darkened street under the rain with the last picture of Jaejoong smilling down upon him while he whispered out the words his ears needed to hear,

"I need you."

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A/N: Pah. How was that? Blame the rain for the angst since I'm not so fond of it and it makes me feel all angsty. That was so weird wasn't it? Confusing too? Aigoo~ I didn't even know what I was writing half of the time O__O

Well anyways! That's all for tonight! I'll be updating Darkness Eyes tomorrow but for now your yours truly will be going to sleep =DD Comments please? Yes? No? ♥
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