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Accommodations
Rating: PG
Pairing: Yunjae, Yoosu
Summary: Classes begin and Yunho discovers where Jaejoong is living over the summer...
Jaejoong hadn’t been to Yunho’s office often. The first three times had been to haggle over a few points that had been taken off Jaejoong’s exams. Jaejoong had been too focused on his arguments to notice his surroundings. The fourth time had been when Yunho had asked him to be a TA, the fifth when lesson plans had been handed over. Jaejoong had then been too pre-occupied with people (one beautiful, several retarded) to notice the state of Yunho’s office.
This his sixth visit to the seventh floor he had no distractions. Yunho had asked him to run up to his office to grab the attendance list before their first class and now staring at the utter chaos in front of him, Jaejoong was sure he would never find it in the ten minutes before class.
“Does he ever clean?”
Jaejoong ground his teeth and headed towards the blue filing cabinet where Yunho said the list would be and to his great surprise he found it with relative ease. It seemed that papers inside the filing cabinet were the happy ones: Jaejoong was sure that Yunho’s problem was that he never put back anything he took out, something the newly instated TA intended to change.
Jaejoong allowed himself a pat on the back when he got back to the classroom at the same time Yunho returned from the bathroom.
“What would you do without me?” Jaejoong asked as he handed Yunho the list.
“Hope that my bladder would hold out through class.”
Jaejoong laughed, “The school newspaper would have a field day: Professor chooses class over bathroom and pees himself while lecturing about legal drafting.”
“Hilarious.”
“I know.”
Yunho rolled his eyes and opened the door to a lecture hall almost filled to brimming with students. Jaejoong almost cringed when he saw Yunho swipe his eyes across the students who were paying them no heed. Jaejoong managed to remember in time that he was not a student and there was no need to wince at that look.
Jaejoong plopped himself down in a chair next to the desk and watched as the students began to throw anxious glances at Yunho and the large pile of papers that he was organizing.
At ten o’clock on the nose, Yunho shut the door and wrote his name on the white board behind him.
“Right, so...” It a took a few seconds, but the talking finally stopped and Jaejoong felt a familiar thrill as Yunho smiled at the students.
That smile is mine now.
“This is Legal Writing so if you’re in the wrong class pack up quick and get to where you’re supposed to be.” After no one moved, Yunho continued, “I prefer to be called Yunho, this is Jaejoong, he’s my TA.”
Jaejoong inclined his head by way of greeting.
“You’ve probably heard a lot about me, so I’ll just tell you now, all the rumors that I’ve heard about myself are true.”
Jaejoong swore he saw a few students pale.
“Having said that, I have a few rules about my classroom to lay down. Firstly I expect you to be here on time. You are paying for every minute you are here, and I am not going to waste my time teaching you if you walk into my classroom late. However, if you have a legitimate reason you may explain yourself and if it you are honest I will allow you to stay.”
As if God himself had ben watching and decided to intervene for the purposes of entertainment, the door opened a lone straggler walked into the room. Jaejoong sighed.
“How fortuitous,” Yunho said and addressed the girl standing awkwardly, books and papers piled precariously in her arms, “My class began five minutes ago.”
“Wrong classroom,” the girl muttered.
Yunho raised an eyebrow making the girl blush and look down at the floor, “Are you sure you’re in the right room this time?”
“Yes. I had someone else read me the room number.”
Yunho’s other eyebrow raised.
The girl mumbled something quietly.
“Sorry, I didn’t catch that.”
“She’s dyslexic.” Jaejoong frowned at the derogatory tone and found the speaker, another girl, her feet up on the seat in front of her looking incredibly smug. Jaejoong decided he didn’t like her.
“What’s your name,” he asked, not really caring that Yunho had drawn a breath to speak.
“Son Sangmi.”
“You said that like she should be ashamed of it.”
“I’m her cousin, I can say whatever I like about her.”
“And what’s your name,” Yunho asked very gently and Jaejoong looked back to the girl still standing in the middle of the room. He felt a small pang in his heart when he saw that she was trying to hold back tears.
“Son Yejin,” Jaejoong had to strain to hear her.
“Have a seat, Yejin,” Yunho spoke kindly again, “I’m glad you found the right room.”
Yejin looked relieved and walked down to sit in front of Jaejoong. He smiled kindly at her and he laughed to himself quietly as her blush spread.
“Second rule. No insults in this room whatsoever and that includes the tone of voice.” Yunho threw a pointed stare at Sangmi. “Insults and badmouthing will get you in trouble in court and they will get you in trouble here.”
Jaejoong saw Sangmi roll her eyes but decided not to say anything. He was already tired of hearing her voice.
“Third, what I say goes. If you respect me, I will respect you. Also, you will treat Jaejoong as you would treat me; he is, for all intents and purposes of this class, just as much your professor as I am...even if he won’t be talking as much”
A few students tittered at this statement and Jaejoong hoped his smile would distract the class from noticing his blush.
“Now that that’s out of the way, let’s see who’s here...”
Jaejoong didn’t do much the first class. He handed out syllabi and an assignment due next class which he intended to berate Yunho’s lazy ass for later.
However, he decided that not being a student and sitting in Yunho’s class was a wonderful thing. He could stare at Yunho all he wanted when he didn’t have to take notes, which, Jaejoong noted, felt very strange. His fingers were twitching and every once and awhile Yunho would smirk at Jaejoong as he took a breath between sentences.
The class finished without much fanfare and Jaejoong waited as all the students filed out.
He didn’t notice that Yejin had stayed behind until she was standing in front of him, books properly tucked into her bag, a piece of paper in her hand.
“My...my disability slip,” she said quietly.
“Yunho is the one you need to give it to,” Jaejoong took it anyway and handed it up to the professor who had appeared beside him.
Yunho barely glanced at the signatures as he slid the paper into a folder. “Do you need extra time for in class exercises?”
Yejin nodded, “I don’t need to be in a separate room, though.”
“We’ll work it out. I have something planned for next class. We’ll see how long it takes you and I’ll plan my time limits around you. Is that fair?”
Yejin smiled and Jaejoong thought he liked her happy much more than embarressed.
“Are you okay,” he asked, “your...cousin didn’t seem to nice.”
Yejin’s smile disappeared and Jaejoong immediately regretted bringing it up. “I’m used to it. I...” She bit her lip and looked at Yunho, “I need...accommodations...but I don’t like being coddled. I’m smart.”
Yunho nodded, “I can tell. I won’t treat you any different unless you request it. I’m sure you have plenty of professors who treat you like you’re dumb.”
Yejin nodded.
“I find that people with learning disabilities are the smartest ones,” Jaejoong added, “disabilities isn’t really the right word. Your brain just works too fast for the rest of your body. At least, that’s how I’ve heard it explained.”
The girl’s smile returned and Jaejoong officially decided that he liked Yejin a lot.
This turned out to be good thing. Yejin was also enrolled in Introduction to Law. Jaejoong broke out into a grin when he saw her in the classroom later that day and he mouthed, “right classroom?” making her laugh. His mirth died momentarily when he noticed Sangmi sitting with feet on the chair in front of her, not really minding that they were in the way of the person sitting in front of her.
Jaejoong watched with interest through Yunho’s lecture as the boy became more and more agitated until midway through the class period when he slammed his hands down in front of him and turned around screaming, “Do. You. MIND? I can’t really focus with your feet thwacking the back of my head!”
Yunho had paused mid sentence, dry erase marker poised to write.
“I’ll put my feet wherever I damn well please,” Sangmi snapped.
“Put your feet on the floor, Sangmi.” Yunho requested firmly.
“You can move if you don’t like it,” Sangmi informed the boy who was flushed with anger.
“You moving your feet is easier than me moving all of my shit.”
“Like I care.”
“Your grade will care if you don’t sit properly,” Yunho cut in again.
This got Sangmi’s attention and she sneered. “You can’t do that.”
“I can do that. You are disrupting this class and making it impossible for us to continue, resulting in zero class participation from everyone. Since you are the one that caused it, you can take full responsibility and I will mark you absent. And marks like those are never good in my classes. Put your feet down.”
Sangmi glared at Yunho before relenting and placing her feet on the floor in front of her.
“Thank you,” the boy said exasperatedly. “Sorry for yelling,” he apologized and Yunho waved him off.
Yejin had handed Yunho her another slip at the end of the period, and Yunho once again promised to work out something with her concerning time.
“You like her,” Yunho commented as they rode the elevator to the seventh floor, “You shouldn’t get too attached to students.”
“Look who’s talking,” Jaejoong replied, thankful that they were alone. “You’re just acting like a jealous lover, get over it.”
“Go somewhere with me.”
“Now?” Jaejoong decided to ignore Yunho’s sudden change in topic, “I can’t, I have to get back to my sister’s so Yoochun can go to class.”
“...what?”
“I told you this,” The elevator dinged and Jaejoong stepped out as the doors slid open, “I’m staying at my sisters because I didn’t want to have to pay the school to stay on campus.”
Yunho shifted his folders and unlocked his office. “But what does that have to do with Yoochun and class?”
“He’s watching my nephews and nieces while I’m here. Were you listening at all when I was telling you this? My sister is traveling all summer for work so in exchange for staying at her house for free, I’m watching her kids.”
“I don’t remember that at all. Are you sure you told me? Was I asleep?”
“You officially cannot give me any more grief for spacing out.”
Yunho sighed and then asked in a quiet voice. “So we can’t do anything?”
“You can come for dinner,” Jaejoong offered in a whisper, “Chunnie usually shows up after class, I’ll bet he’ll watch them for the night so we can go out.”
“Okay.”
Jaejoong pulled a blank piece of paper off of Yunho’s desk and wrote down directions on it. “By the way,” he said, “I’m going to clean your office.”
“When are you going to have time to do that exactly?”
“Oh I’ll find it. This mess is ridiculous.”
“I’ll find things to keep you busy so that you can’t clean it.”
Jaejoong looked up and spitted Yunho with what he hoped was a stern glare, “You wouldn’t dare.”
He felt a small amount of satisfaction when Yunho’s facade cracked. “You’re right. I wouldn’t.”
Jaejoong smiled and handed his professor the directions. “Six,” he said softly, “be on time.”
Yunho scoffed. Jaejoong grinned and leaned in for a kiss, but Yunho took a step back and shook his head, “People in the hallway,” he murmured, “later.”
Jaejoong let out a breath and walked out, waving over his shoulder as he left, “see you later then.”
Jaejoong was testing his rice when he heard the doorbell ring. Shifting the sleeping child in his arms, he stood and went to the door, opening it to reveal Yunho.
“Hi,” Jaejoong said softly.
“I’d give you this,” Yunho lifted the bottle of wine Jaejoong had requested, “but it looks like you have your hands full.
Jaejoong patted the black pigtails as he made room for Yunho to step inside, “This is Sun Hea.”
“She’s sleeping,” Yunho seemed to be unsure of what else to say.
“Excellent observation skills, professor. You can put the wine on the counter.”
“How many kids are there?”
“You really weren’t paying any attention when we talked about this were you?”
Yunho groaned, burying his face in his arms as he sat on a stool and Jaejoong went back to his vegetables and meat. “I’m sorry. I don’t know why I don’t remember,” he looked up hopefully, “I bet it was because I was just stunned by your beauty.”
“You stunned me for the past three years, yet I retained everything you said and it wasn’t even about your private life!”
Yunho pouted and Jaejoong found himself crumbling.
“Sun Hea is two. Ha-Neul is five and Seungyon just turned ten.”
“Where are the other two?”
“Yoochun and Junsu took them out to get juice at the store up the street. They’ll be back soon.”
“Is Changmin here too?”
Jaejoong shook his head, “He’s currently not speaking to Yoochun and Junsu. Plus, he went home to visit his mother because Soo Ae had something to do...somewhere...”
Sun Hea began to shift in Jaejoong’s arms at the noise and she blinked awake slowly. “Good evening, Princess.” Jaejoong cooed, pulling her pigtails affectionately, “I thought you were going to sleep through dinner.”
Sun Hea stretched, her hand barely missing Jaejoong’s glasses. She noticed Yunho after a moment of eye rubbing and pointed at him, looking at Jaejoong questioningly.
“This is Yunho.”
“Pretty.”
Jaejoong laughed.
“Thank you,” Yunho managed around his blush and Jaejoong couldn’t help but giggle as his beau cleared his throat awkwardly.
“Su?”
“Junsu is with Ha-Neul and Seungyon. They will be back soon.”
Jaejoong began to pull dishes from cabinets, smiling as Yunho began to set the table with the utensils being set on the counter. “So nice,” Jaejoong murmured, “I didn’t even have to ask.”
Yunho laughed over Sun Hea’s mumbling to herself and pressed a very quick kiss to Jaejoong’s forehead. “I learned my lesson,” he said, and Jaejoong grinned remembering the incident with the chopsticks.
There was the sound of the front door opening and Junsu’s laughter floated their way. Sun Hea immediately wriggled and Jaejoong set her down just as the last four of their party waltzed into the room.
The two year old walked straight up to Junsu, holding her arms up, demanding to be held.
Junsu swung her up and ten-year-old Seungyon scoffed as he walked by, handing juice to Jaejoong. “You spoil her.”
Junsu ignored Seungyon and tickled Sun Hea, “Were you good?”
Sun Hea clapped her hands, “Good!”
“I got something for you; you can have it tonight when you go to bed but only if you swear you were good.”
“I good,” Sun Hea said, “Sun Hea sleep.”
Yoochun laughed and came behind his boyfriend to tap Sun Hea’s nose, “You were sleeping therefore you didn’t cause any trouble. How logical.”
“Will you be good for the rest of the night?”
“She hit her terrible two’s,” Jaejoong whispered into Yunho’s ear as Junsu continued to tickle the youngest, “and for some reason she behaves better when Junsu’s around.” Yunho shivered and Jaejoong poked his side, giving him a stern look.
“I didn’t do anything,” Yunho protested.
“You were thinking something,” Jaejoong smirked as Yunho blushed, “I’ll forgive you if you tell me later.”
“I might.”
Jaejoong huffed. “Everyone sit. Dinner.”
Jaejoong introduced Yunho to Seungyon as the boy sat next to him and then Ha-Neul when she emerged from the bathroom with clean hands.
Dinner was generally chaotic. Sun Hea refused to eat half way through dinner and Junsu ended up leaving the table with her to put her to bed early.
Ha-Neul took a liking to Yunho and despite Jaejoong attempts to keep the five year old in her seat, every time he looked away for a second, she would slip from her chair and insist that she sit upon Yunho’s lap and eat the food from his plate because she was sure that it tasted better. Jaejoong gave up when Yunho finally lifted the girl onto his knee and allowed her to attempt to grab food with her rudimentary skill with chopsticks.
Seungyon sulked. Jaejoong swore he had somehow reached his teenage years early. Yoochun tried to coax words out of him but the ten-year-old’s replies sounded like Sun Hea’s stuttered speech. It was terribly embarrassing.
“They were just being kids,” Yunho whispered later in the evening as they walked through the streets of Seoul, “My presence didn’t help at all, I’m sure Ha-Neul usually listens very well.”
Jaejoong nodded as Yunho squeezed his hand tighter and then slid an arm around his shoulders. “I liked them,” he murmured, “really. They were adorable.”
Yunho pulled Jaejoong into one of Seoul’s many parks and down onto a bench hidden in trees and shadows, allowing the younger man to snuggle into his side.
“We really didn’t do much tonight,” Jaejoong murmured, “I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay. We’ll just plan better next time. Besides, I still had fun.”
“Thank you for asking me to TA.” Jaejoong knew it was completely random but he figured everything that day had been so off the cuff Yunho would most like find it amusing. Jaejoong was rewarded with a gentle chuckle and a kiss to the crown of his head.
“I had to get close to you somehow. I’m sorry we can’t be like a normal couple.”
Jaejoong hit him. “Don’t be stupid. This is more than I ever dreamed of being able to do.”
“I want to kiss you breathless every time I see you.”
“You would scandalize your students,” Jaejoong murmured, trying to ignore the butterflies that had been set off in his stomach. “Probably get fired...”
He felt his face being lifted and Yunho’s breath ghosted over his face, “Our students,” before he forgot everything except the feel of Yunho’s lips on his.
“And I would gladly be fired if it meant more of you.”
Jaejoong kept his eyes closed, licking his lips, hoping for more, “you don’t have to be fired for more of me. I’m always willing...free of charge.”
Another kiss scattered his thoughts.
“You should go home,” Yunho murmured against Jaejoong’s throat, “God...we just started dating and we already have kids in the way.”
Jaejoong laughed. “You just said you liked them.” Laughing turned to gasping as teeth found sensitive skin and hands slid places they shouldn’t go in front of children.
“I like you more...and I really want to take you home.”
“Yunho...”
“I know.” Yunho sighed and pulled Jaejoong to his feet, giving him a chaste kiss, fixing his clothes. “Come on, I shall escourt you home like a good gentleman ought.”
“I am not a woman.”
“No, but you did make dinner, and you are taking care of three kids, and you bought me ice cream. Therefore, logically, I should be the one walking you home.”
Jaejoong took Yunho’s hand, shaking his head. “That makes no sense, but okay. I’ll let you walk me home.”
“It makes perfect sense.” Yunho argued, “you’ve done everything for me tonight, so it’s my turn to do something for you.”
“You’ve done plenty for me!”
“Name one thing.”
Jaejoong stopped in the middle of the pathway and turned to face Yunho. Yunho’s face was illuminated by the lamp light and Jaejoong knew, somewhere inside him, that it was the best face in the world.
One gentle, careful, loving kiss later had Jaejoong murmuring, “You made me happy.”
A/N: 1- I graduated and I don't start work til Tuesday which means I can write all week...YAY!!!
2- I feel like this was kinda boring but I had to set up a bunch of stuff so I can start my major plot ideas :)
3- While doing research, I learned the Lee Soo Man graduated from Seoul National University. However, I also learned that even though SNU has a list of all law courses on their website (and descriptions!!) they haven't accepted any law students since 2008...hahadhahahhhhhh...oh well.
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And who said this was boring!!?? *wide eyes* So far, (although Im pretty sure the far would extend to forever) nothing you've written is boring! XD I would stranggle the person who would ever say that!
I just love your portrayal of Yunho... You drew a very visible line between Yunho's working attitude, and his attitued towards Jaejoong. It's obvious in everything he does, from his actions to his words XD I love both sides XD Although I'll probably quiver if I'm the one sitting in the classroom XD
Jae taking care of the kids is adorable!! And the last line made me into a pile of quivering, mushy, sappy and blissful goo. I LOVE YOU! XD
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and i'm glad Yunho's "line" is believable. i was a little worried about that, but I'm glad I got across that he isn't yunho!teacher ouside the classroom :)
...i had to put kids it. i love anything dbsk!kids, it's a weakness and i can't even help it. like 95% of my dbsk mems are about them with kids
thank you for such a spectacularly long comment. i <3 you.
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