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It's a Love Affair
Title: Love Affair
Rating: PG
Pairings: Yunjae, Yoosu, Changmin/OC
Summary: Law!verse. Yunho makes a shocking discovery...
Um...don't kill me please. I've been planning this since the lewd man...
Yunho's pov finally!
Yunho was trying to find one of Jaejoong’s old papers to hand out to the Legal Writing class as an example of what constituted an A, when Donghae bounced in, not noticing the pile of papers that his entrance had scattered. Yunho sighed. Jaejoong was going to kill him.
“Guess what?”
Yunho tore his eyes from the mess on the floor and faced his overly excited colleague and smiled as he saw two other people standing next to him.
“Kibum has a girlfriend.” Donghae gestured broadly (proudly, really) towards the man beside him who had an arm draped across slender shoulders.
“Nice to see you again,” Yunho nodded to the girl (she looked young enough to be one of Kibum’s students, but Yunho wasn’t about to judge,) and smirked inwardly as Donghae began to splutter.
“Wait, you knew?”
“Of course he knew,” Kibum spoke, “I had to tell someone and if I had told you a month ago, the whole campus would have known sooner than need be.”
“I’m good at keeping secrets,” Donghae protested, “Aren’t I, Yunho?”
Yunho glared at him.
Kibum chuckled. “Good thing you already told me about that student of yours, Yunho, or you’d have some awkward explaining to do.”
“Can we not discuss this here?” Yunho cast an anxious glance out of his office. There were quite a few well-known campus gossipers who had offices next to his.
“How many people did you tell?” Donghae asked out of curiosity, ignoring Yunho’s desperate attempts to forestall discussion on the matter.
“That are here at the University? You two...and Leeteuk hyung,” Yunho said anxiously, naming the professor of pediatrics, “who probably told Kangin...so...four. You had better keep it that way.”
Donghae mock saluted. “Yes sir. I told Hyukkie though...”
“Okay, so counting the zooologist, five. If it grows to six, I will castrate you.”
Yunho patted his friend’s paling cheek and placed the rumpled documents back on his desk. “Now all of you get out. I have work to do and people to see tonight.”
Kibum’s girlfriend smiled nervously (it was good to know he could make people nervous outside of the classroom) and dragged the veterinarian away as he waved over his shoulder.
Donghae shut the door after them and leered at his friend. “Don’t you mean you have work to see and people to do?”
“Seeing work makes no sense.”
“Like you’re going to accomplish anything. You’re going to stare at it and daydream about all the doing which will be taking place tonight.”
Yunho was momentarily reminded of Yoochun and the professor made a mental note to never introduce his student to the biologist. Ever. “No. I’m having dinner with Jaejoong and then we’re going out to see an early movie so he will be back at his sister’s apartment at a reasonable hour so he can be up in time to get his sister’s kids off to school.”
“Wow, do I sense some resentment there?”
Yunho flopped into his swivel chair. “Not really. It’s not like I ever expected our relationship to be normal in any respect.”
Donghae sat across from Yunho and regarded his friend. “But you want it to be?”
“Of course I do, we both do. But...we both realize that it just can’t be that way. I’m a lawyer who worked for a year before being sent here to teach because I wanted to go against my superiors...and I am strongly attracted to one of my male students who emulates me and just wants to graduate so he can get into the court room and prosecute to his heart’s content.”
“You’ve done a spectacular job preparing him,” Donghae said kindly.
“Your strange bi-polarism is giving me a headache. Hyper or kind, pick one.”
“Hyper,” Donghae stood grinning, “and you better not let Leeteuk hear that definition, or you’ll find yourself sitting in on one of his lectures.”
“I’m well aware of that, thank you,” Yunho snapped, but he was smiling, “I really have lots to correct before I leave...talk to you later?”
“Drinks. I want to spend some time with Jaejoong, I have yet to officially approve.”
“Prick.”
“You love me.”
As Donghae was leaving, Yunho’s phone signaled that he had a message. Can you come early...with rice?
Yunho frowned and dialed Jaejoong’s number. Jaejoong without rice seemed slightly unthinkable.
He didn’t even wait for a greeting. “What’s wrong?”
Jaejoong sighed. “Nothing, I just can’t leave the house right now to get any rice.”
“Why not?”
“Because Chunnie isn’t here and I just had to put Sun Hea in time out because she was being...difficult...and Ha-Neul is covered in finger paint and by the time I get her clean I’ll have to start cooking...no time.”
“Take a breath,” Yunho soothed, hoping he had just properly understood the jumble of Korean, “Relax, I’ll bring you rice.”
“Soon?”
“Soon.”
“Okay. Ha Neul is rubbing paint on the wall, I have to go.”
Yunho thought Jaejoong sounded strangely calm.
“Don’t be too mad.”
“I’m past it.”
“Go save your wall.”
“See you tonight.”
“With lots of rice,” Yunho promised.
He chuckled as he heard Jaejoong say, “Ha-Neul, paint is not-” before the line was cut. Yunho split the pile of papers in front of him and put one half in his brief case to give to his TA to correct. He could read a few papers before leaving.
Yunho arrived earlier than he had planned because he’d given up on reading the papers. A few had been tolerable, some even amusing, but not really in any way evocative of what he wanted. He had wondered briefly if any of them had been paying attention when Jaejoong had explained the assignment. He had given Jaejoong Yejin’s paper and Yunho desperately hoped that it was as tolerable as the rest of her work had been. He hated watching Jaejoong get depressed because he had to mark points off of his favorite student’s grades. “Now you know how I felt,” Yunho had teased.
“You always gave me the points back,” had been the curt reply.
“Only because you argued effectively. I showed zero favoritism.”
Jaejoong had pulled a face and replied sourly, “I know,” and Yunho had laughed, thanked the heavens that their exchange had happened at his apartment, and kissed Jaejoong’s face until he was smiling again.
The memory had Yunho grinning like an idiot when Jaejoong opened the door and Yunho pulled his boyfriend into a hug (rice and Sun Hea included) making Jaejoong squeak in protest and Sun Hea wiggle her little frame. Yunho pulled away only when Sun Hea’s squirming became uncomfortable.
“Don’t do that,” Jaejoong muttered once he had put Sun Hea down, watching the girl as she ran awkwardly back down the hall yelling “Su! Su!”
Yunho only smirked and proceeded to plop the bag of rice onto the counter and scoop Jaejoong into his arms once again. “Why?”
“Too abrupt. Awkward.”
“You love it.” Yunho let him go and pushed him towards the rice.
He heard Junsu’s laughter and Yoochun gentle voice say, “Don’t strangle him, Sun Hea.”
“Are they always here?”
“They will be every time you want to do something by ourselves at night. Seungyon!”
The ten year old boy poked his head into the kitchen and nodded a greeting to Yunho before standing next to Jaejoong.
“Is the table set yet?” Jaejoong’s tone of voice made it clear that he already knew the answer to the question.
“Not...really.”
Jaejoong sighed and Yunho winked at kid as he stole a piece of meat while Jaejoong turned to wipe his hands. He began to pull plates down and Yunho pushed him aside. “Rice,” he reminded, “I’ll do this.”
“Seungyon, what is in your mouth?” Jaejoong demanded, and the boy grabbed plates from Yunho and dashed from the room in order to avoid answering the question.
Yunho patted the top of Jaejoong’s head and swiftly grabbed a morsel of food. “Meat, of course. I like him, he’s cheeky.” Jaejoong began to splutter again and Yunho pressed his lips to the corner of the cook’s mouth, whispering, “It’s delicious.”
The mouth in particular quirked oddly and Yunho tapped Jaejoong’s nose. “Rice.”
“You’re worse than Minnie,” Jaejoong complained.
“I guess I’m just filling in, then, since he isn’t here.”
Jaejoong groaned. “He is coming, though...and he’s bringing Soo Ae.”
“Oh good. I’ll get to meet her.”
“You’ll never be the same. I’m afraid for Min sometimes, if they get married I don’t know how they’re going to pay for all the food they’ll need.”
Yunho laughed. “So...they’re really serious then?”
“Min is,” Jaejoong plugged the rice cooker in and then helped Yunho to take out glasses and chopsticks for Seungyon to arrange. “I don’t really know how Soo Ae feels about it.”
Yunho pulled Jaejoong close and let the younger pillow his head on a shoulder.
“Ew. Okay. I’m not gonna set the table if I have to deal with this.”
Jaejoong made as if to smack Seungyon, albeit gently, but Yunho held his student firmly around the waist. “We’re not doing anything,” Jaejoong looked desperate.
“Though we could...”
Yunho lowered his head slightly to nuzzle Jaejoong’s neck and Seungyon groaned, “You two are worse than Junsu and Yoochun. I’m going back in with them, tell me when you’re done.”
“You’re TEN,” Jaejoong practically shouted, “You aren’t supposed to be this angsty and...and knowledgable about...stuff...what has my sister done to you?”
“She didn’t do anything to me,” Seungyon said over his shoulder with a flip of his hand, “She just has too many boyfriends.”
“Oh my God,” Jaejoong muttered, mortified, “If he was my kid he would be so dead.”
“I heard that!”
“You wanna test me?” Jaejoong yelled back, “I’ll so ground your ass until next year!”
The only sound was Yoochun asking very gently what had happened.
“I swear he’s sixteen. He has to be.”
“Some kids grow up fast.”
“I wouldn’t have believed it until now.”
The two made their way into the living area and where Jaejoong smacked the top of Seungyon’s head as he passed. “Table.”
The boy grumbled but pushed himself off of the couch.
“Hi Yunho,” Yoochun smiled warmly.
“Hi,” Yunho replied, sitting down in the seat Seungyon had vacated and then promptly finding his lap full of Jaejoong who closed his eyes and apparently decided to sleep.
Junsu waved distractedly from his chair as he balanced Sun Hea on his knee. He was helping her to pull clothes on a doll that Yunho remembered Jaejoong buying a few days ago when they had gone out for lunch.
Ha-Neul handed Yoochun the doll she had been cradling and wandered over to him. “I want to sit on your lap,” she informed him.
“My lap is full at the moment, Ha-Neul.”
The little girl regarded Jaejoong’s dozing form - Yunho wasn’t sure if Jaejoong had really fallen asleep that quick or if he was too tired to speak - and crossed her arms.
“Then I’ll sit on Sahm-chon!”
“Uncle’s too tired,” Jaejoong muttered.
Okay, not sleeping.
“Wake up!” Ha-Neul demanded, and at the same time, the door bell rang. It was a loud mixture of sound that made Jaejoong wince and Yunho frowned. Jaejoong seemed so...tired. Yunho wondered if he should even bother giving Jaejoong the papers he had brought with him.
“I’ll get it,” Yoochun stood and swung Ha-Neul up into his arms, “and you can come with me.”
“Wanna sit with JaeJae!”
“Don’t you wanna see Minnie?”
“He ate my lollipop! No like!”
Jaejoong let out a sigh and shifted, his head falling on the couch’s arm rest.
“Are you okay?” Yunho asked quietly, “you’re not yourself today.”
Yunho heard Yoochun open the door and Changmin’s loud exclamation of “Is the food done yet?”
Jaejoong started to rearrange his limbs to stand but Yunho held him down. “Just rest. There’s no way the rice is done yet.”
The younger relented, relaxing slightly. Yunho found himself stroking Jaejoong’s hair, his worry in creasing, laughter echoing from the hallway and Ha-Neul’s indignant shrieking over something.
“What is it?”
“Later.”
Yunho flicked his eyes to Junsu who was watching them curiously over Sun Hea’s head.
“Okay.”
The laughter grew louder and Yunho looked up as Changmin and Yoochun came into the room, Ha-Neul in Changmin’s arms with her face screwed up unpleasantly. Jaejoong stood before Yunho had time to grab him and took Ha-Neul who had started to flail.
“Stop being so silly, you’ve always loved Minnie.”
“Yunho!” Changmin was grinning. “This is Soo Ae.”
Yunho craned his neck back further, smiling, but then felt his insides go cold as he saw the girl Changmin was holding onto.
It couldn’t be.
“Soo Ae, this is Yunho.”
Kibummie’s girlfriend?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A/N *hides* I admit it. I wrote that piece of fluff with Minnie and Soo Ae just to make this more terrible. However, after I wrote it I considered trashing this plot line, but then I said HAVE A BACK BONE FOR HEAVEN'S SAKE. So...
Yeah. *crawls into a hole*
Rating: PG
Pairings: Yunjae, Yoosu, Changmin/OC
Summary: Law!verse. Yunho makes a shocking discovery...
Um...don't kill me please. I've been planning this since the lewd man...
Yunho's pov finally!
Yunho was trying to find one of Jaejoong’s old papers to hand out to the Legal Writing class as an example of what constituted an A, when Donghae bounced in, not noticing the pile of papers that his entrance had scattered. Yunho sighed. Jaejoong was going to kill him.
“Guess what?”
Yunho tore his eyes from the mess on the floor and faced his overly excited colleague and smiled as he saw two other people standing next to him.
“Kibum has a girlfriend.” Donghae gestured broadly (proudly, really) towards the man beside him who had an arm draped across slender shoulders.
“Nice to see you again,” Yunho nodded to the girl (she looked young enough to be one of Kibum’s students, but Yunho wasn’t about to judge,) and smirked inwardly as Donghae began to splutter.
“Wait, you knew?”
“Of course he knew,” Kibum spoke, “I had to tell someone and if I had told you a month ago, the whole campus would have known sooner than need be.”
“I’m good at keeping secrets,” Donghae protested, “Aren’t I, Yunho?”
Yunho glared at him.
Kibum chuckled. “Good thing you already told me about that student of yours, Yunho, or you’d have some awkward explaining to do.”
“Can we not discuss this here?” Yunho cast an anxious glance out of his office. There were quite a few well-known campus gossipers who had offices next to his.
“How many people did you tell?” Donghae asked out of curiosity, ignoring Yunho’s desperate attempts to forestall discussion on the matter.
“That are here at the University? You two...and Leeteuk hyung,” Yunho said anxiously, naming the professor of pediatrics, “who probably told Kangin...so...four. You had better keep it that way.”
Donghae mock saluted. “Yes sir. I told Hyukkie though...”
“Okay, so counting the zooologist, five. If it grows to six, I will castrate you.”
Yunho patted his friend’s paling cheek and placed the rumpled documents back on his desk. “Now all of you get out. I have work to do and people to see tonight.”
Kibum’s girlfriend smiled nervously (it was good to know he could make people nervous outside of the classroom) and dragged the veterinarian away as he waved over his shoulder.
Donghae shut the door after them and leered at his friend. “Don’t you mean you have work to see and people to do?”
“Seeing work makes no sense.”
“Like you’re going to accomplish anything. You’re going to stare at it and daydream about all the doing which will be taking place tonight.”
Yunho was momentarily reminded of Yoochun and the professor made a mental note to never introduce his student to the biologist. Ever. “No. I’m having dinner with Jaejoong and then we’re going out to see an early movie so he will be back at his sister’s apartment at a reasonable hour so he can be up in time to get his sister’s kids off to school.”
“Wow, do I sense some resentment there?”
Yunho flopped into his swivel chair. “Not really. It’s not like I ever expected our relationship to be normal in any respect.”
Donghae sat across from Yunho and regarded his friend. “But you want it to be?”
“Of course I do, we both do. But...we both realize that it just can’t be that way. I’m a lawyer who worked for a year before being sent here to teach because I wanted to go against my superiors...and I am strongly attracted to one of my male students who emulates me and just wants to graduate so he can get into the court room and prosecute to his heart’s content.”
“You’ve done a spectacular job preparing him,” Donghae said kindly.
“Your strange bi-polarism is giving me a headache. Hyper or kind, pick one.”
“Hyper,” Donghae stood grinning, “and you better not let Leeteuk hear that definition, or you’ll find yourself sitting in on one of his lectures.”
“I’m well aware of that, thank you,” Yunho snapped, but he was smiling, “I really have lots to correct before I leave...talk to you later?”
“Drinks. I want to spend some time with Jaejoong, I have yet to officially approve.”
“Prick.”
“You love me.”
As Donghae was leaving, Yunho’s phone signaled that he had a message. Can you come early...with rice?
Yunho frowned and dialed Jaejoong’s number. Jaejoong without rice seemed slightly unthinkable.
He didn’t even wait for a greeting. “What’s wrong?”
Jaejoong sighed. “Nothing, I just can’t leave the house right now to get any rice.”
“Why not?”
“Because Chunnie isn’t here and I just had to put Sun Hea in time out because she was being...difficult...and Ha-Neul is covered in finger paint and by the time I get her clean I’ll have to start cooking...no time.”
“Take a breath,” Yunho soothed, hoping he had just properly understood the jumble of Korean, “Relax, I’ll bring you rice.”
“Soon?”
“Soon.”
“Okay. Ha Neul is rubbing paint on the wall, I have to go.”
Yunho thought Jaejoong sounded strangely calm.
“Don’t be too mad.”
“I’m past it.”
“Go save your wall.”
“See you tonight.”
“With lots of rice,” Yunho promised.
He chuckled as he heard Jaejoong say, “Ha-Neul, paint is not-” before the line was cut. Yunho split the pile of papers in front of him and put one half in his brief case to give to his TA to correct. He could read a few papers before leaving.
Yunho arrived earlier than he had planned because he’d given up on reading the papers. A few had been tolerable, some even amusing, but not really in any way evocative of what he wanted. He had wondered briefly if any of them had been paying attention when Jaejoong had explained the assignment. He had given Jaejoong Yejin’s paper and Yunho desperately hoped that it was as tolerable as the rest of her work had been. He hated watching Jaejoong get depressed because he had to mark points off of his favorite student’s grades. “Now you know how I felt,” Yunho had teased.
“You always gave me the points back,” had been the curt reply.
“Only because you argued effectively. I showed zero favoritism.”
Jaejoong had pulled a face and replied sourly, “I know,” and Yunho had laughed, thanked the heavens that their exchange had happened at his apartment, and kissed Jaejoong’s face until he was smiling again.
The memory had Yunho grinning like an idiot when Jaejoong opened the door and Yunho pulled his boyfriend into a hug (rice and Sun Hea included) making Jaejoong squeak in protest and Sun Hea wiggle her little frame. Yunho pulled away only when Sun Hea’s squirming became uncomfortable.
“Don’t do that,” Jaejoong muttered once he had put Sun Hea down, watching the girl as she ran awkwardly back down the hall yelling “Su! Su!”
Yunho only smirked and proceeded to plop the bag of rice onto the counter and scoop Jaejoong into his arms once again. “Why?”
“Too abrupt. Awkward.”
“You love it.” Yunho let him go and pushed him towards the rice.
He heard Junsu’s laughter and Yoochun gentle voice say, “Don’t strangle him, Sun Hea.”
“Are they always here?”
“They will be every time you want to do something by ourselves at night. Seungyon!”
The ten year old boy poked his head into the kitchen and nodded a greeting to Yunho before standing next to Jaejoong.
“Is the table set yet?” Jaejoong’s tone of voice made it clear that he already knew the answer to the question.
“Not...really.”
Jaejoong sighed and Yunho winked at kid as he stole a piece of meat while Jaejoong turned to wipe his hands. He began to pull plates down and Yunho pushed him aside. “Rice,” he reminded, “I’ll do this.”
“Seungyon, what is in your mouth?” Jaejoong demanded, and the boy grabbed plates from Yunho and dashed from the room in order to avoid answering the question.
Yunho patted the top of Jaejoong’s head and swiftly grabbed a morsel of food. “Meat, of course. I like him, he’s cheeky.” Jaejoong began to splutter again and Yunho pressed his lips to the corner of the cook’s mouth, whispering, “It’s delicious.”
The mouth in particular quirked oddly and Yunho tapped Jaejoong’s nose. “Rice.”
“You’re worse than Minnie,” Jaejoong complained.
“I guess I’m just filling in, then, since he isn’t here.”
Jaejoong groaned. “He is coming, though...and he’s bringing Soo Ae.”
“Oh good. I’ll get to meet her.”
“You’ll never be the same. I’m afraid for Min sometimes, if they get married I don’t know how they’re going to pay for all the food they’ll need.”
Yunho laughed. “So...they’re really serious then?”
“Min is,” Jaejoong plugged the rice cooker in and then helped Yunho to take out glasses and chopsticks for Seungyon to arrange. “I don’t really know how Soo Ae feels about it.”
Yunho pulled Jaejoong close and let the younger pillow his head on a shoulder.
“Ew. Okay. I’m not gonna set the table if I have to deal with this.”
Jaejoong made as if to smack Seungyon, albeit gently, but Yunho held his student firmly around the waist. “We’re not doing anything,” Jaejoong looked desperate.
“Though we could...”
Yunho lowered his head slightly to nuzzle Jaejoong’s neck and Seungyon groaned, “You two are worse than Junsu and Yoochun. I’m going back in with them, tell me when you’re done.”
“You’re TEN,” Jaejoong practically shouted, “You aren’t supposed to be this angsty and...and knowledgable about...stuff...what has my sister done to you?”
“She didn’t do anything to me,” Seungyon said over his shoulder with a flip of his hand, “She just has too many boyfriends.”
“Oh my God,” Jaejoong muttered, mortified, “If he was my kid he would be so dead.”
“I heard that!”
“You wanna test me?” Jaejoong yelled back, “I’ll so ground your ass until next year!”
The only sound was Yoochun asking very gently what had happened.
“I swear he’s sixteen. He has to be.”
“Some kids grow up fast.”
“I wouldn’t have believed it until now.”
The two made their way into the living area and where Jaejoong smacked the top of Seungyon’s head as he passed. “Table.”
The boy grumbled but pushed himself off of the couch.
“Hi Yunho,” Yoochun smiled warmly.
“Hi,” Yunho replied, sitting down in the seat Seungyon had vacated and then promptly finding his lap full of Jaejoong who closed his eyes and apparently decided to sleep.
Junsu waved distractedly from his chair as he balanced Sun Hea on his knee. He was helping her to pull clothes on a doll that Yunho remembered Jaejoong buying a few days ago when they had gone out for lunch.
Ha-Neul handed Yoochun the doll she had been cradling and wandered over to him. “I want to sit on your lap,” she informed him.
“My lap is full at the moment, Ha-Neul.”
The little girl regarded Jaejoong’s dozing form - Yunho wasn’t sure if Jaejoong had really fallen asleep that quick or if he was too tired to speak - and crossed her arms.
“Then I’ll sit on Sahm-chon!”
“Uncle’s too tired,” Jaejoong muttered.
Okay, not sleeping.
“Wake up!” Ha-Neul demanded, and at the same time, the door bell rang. It was a loud mixture of sound that made Jaejoong wince and Yunho frowned. Jaejoong seemed so...tired. Yunho wondered if he should even bother giving Jaejoong the papers he had brought with him.
“I’ll get it,” Yoochun stood and swung Ha-Neul up into his arms, “and you can come with me.”
“Wanna sit with JaeJae!”
“Don’t you wanna see Minnie?”
“He ate my lollipop! No like!”
Jaejoong let out a sigh and shifted, his head falling on the couch’s arm rest.
“Are you okay?” Yunho asked quietly, “you’re not yourself today.”
Yunho heard Yoochun open the door and Changmin’s loud exclamation of “Is the food done yet?”
Jaejoong started to rearrange his limbs to stand but Yunho held him down. “Just rest. There’s no way the rice is done yet.”
The younger relented, relaxing slightly. Yunho found himself stroking Jaejoong’s hair, his worry in creasing, laughter echoing from the hallway and Ha-Neul’s indignant shrieking over something.
“What is it?”
“Later.”
Yunho flicked his eyes to Junsu who was watching them curiously over Sun Hea’s head.
“Okay.”
The laughter grew louder and Yunho looked up as Changmin and Yoochun came into the room, Ha-Neul in Changmin’s arms with her face screwed up unpleasantly. Jaejoong stood before Yunho had time to grab him and took Ha-Neul who had started to flail.
“Stop being so silly, you’ve always loved Minnie.”
“Yunho!” Changmin was grinning. “This is Soo Ae.”
Yunho craned his neck back further, smiling, but then felt his insides go cold as he saw the girl Changmin was holding onto.
It couldn’t be.
“Soo Ae, this is Yunho.”
Kibummie’s girlfriend?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A/N *hides* I admit it. I wrote that piece of fluff with Minnie and Soo Ae just to make this more terrible. However, after I wrote it I considered trashing this plot line, but then I said HAVE A BACK BONE FOR HEAVEN'S SAKE. So...
Yeah. *crawls into a hole*
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