miari | [law!verse] History of Jung Yunho 101

I'm just churning these out aren't I... <3

First, I would just like to make a quick note. One, I'm not a law student, nor a political science student. Everything recounted in this verse (and series) is the result of wikipedia and the SNU online course guide, so my information may not be completely accurate. Also, the case mentioned here (and talked of later on) is completely all in my head. Not real at all.

Okay, you can read it now.

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Jaejoong woke to something light and soft being placed on his chest. A finger poked his cheek and he smiled, opening his eyes to see Sun Hea sitting on him.

"Hi, Sunnie-yah," his voice sounded slightly scratchy in his ears.

"Sad?" Sun Hea asked.

Jaejoong nodded, petting her pigtails and arranging her dress carefully.

"Min sad?"

He almost nodded, and then realized what she was asking.

"No, I'm not sad like Min. It's a different sad."

She seemed to understand something of what he said and she laid down on Jaejoong's chest, squeezing the parts of him that she could tightly.

After a few minutes, her breathing evened out and Jaejoong knew that she had fallen asleep. Muffled banging was heard and Jaejoong thought that it might have been pots from the kitchen. Worried, he moved to lift Sun Hea off of him but stopped as Changmin came through the door.

"How are you?"

"Tired. Still."

"You were at the hospital all night, I'm surprised the staff didn't try to kick you out."

"Oh, they did. They even called security but…well, you know how I forceful I can sometimes be."

Changmin laughed, lifting Sun Hea up gently and cuddling her. It didn't take a genius to see how much the little girl had grown on him in the past few weeks and Jaejoong couldn't help but smile.

"I think I'm going to bring the kids today. I cancelled all of Yunho's classes for the next two days until he decides what he wants to do about them."

"He should just have you teach."

Jaejoong snorted, swinging his feet to the floor and stretching as he stood. The muscles in his back were still sore from sleeping in very awkward hospital room positions. "Yeah right. I don't think so."

"By the way, you may want to steer clear of the kitchen for another few minutes."

Jaejoong froze and eyed Changmin fiercely.

"I didn't do anything!" Changmin protested, "but Seungyon might have felt bad for you and tried to make you breakfast."

"Seungyon?" Jaejoong was sure he had heard wrong.

"I know, completely unexpected. Anyway…he burnt some pans and Yoochun's helping him clean it."

Apprehension slid from Jaejoong's body like butter and he relaxed, smiling.

There were two surprises waiting for Jaejoong when he got to the hospital with the kids. One was that Leeteuk was also visiting Yunho. Two, was that there was a police officer standing guard outside of Yunho's room. Jaejoong really wasn't sure how he felt about the latter.

Sun Hea recognized Leeteuk immediately when they walked in and very proudly lifted her dress to show him her leg.

"You took care of that so well!" Leeteuk praised her, "I can't even tell you got hurt," and Jaejoong took the opportunity to raise an eyebrow at Yunho who smiled weakly, not having to guess the question, mouthing later.

"It's so nice that you're visiting Yunho," Leeteuk said to Sun Hea.

Jaejoong giggled to himself when Sun Hea looked up to where Yunho was and tugged on Leeteuk's pants demanding, "Up!"

Leeteuk swung a shrieking Sun Hea around before setting her down on Yunho's bed where she crawled over to him and placed a kiss on his cheek.

"Hi, Sun Hea," Yunho smiled and tugged one of her pigtails.

She cuddled easily into his arm and pointed at Jaejoong. "Sad," she said.

"I know, I hope your keeping him happy for me."

Jaejoong turned as he heard Seungyon snort and flicked his shoulder. "Just because you made me breakfast…" Threats were sometimes left better unsaid.

Looking back at Yunho, if Jaejoong didn't know better (though it was quite possible that he didn't) he could have sworn that the two people on the bed had shared a very conspiratorial look. He pushed Ha Neul towards Yunho gently, gesturing for Seungyon to follow, the ten year old looking like he had been made to swallow soap.

Ha Neul kissed Yunho's arm and then went back to hiding behind Jaejoong, watching the monitors beep in utter fasincation.

"I'm glad you're feeling better," Seungyon said, "but I really don't like the smell in here so I think I'm going to go outside."

"I'll take you," Leeteuk stood, "There's a garden outside that's really nice. Antispetic free, I promise."

Seungyon looked up at Jaejoong who nodded his consent, realizing that this would provide time for him to question Yunho. And goodness knew there was lots of answering that needed to be done.

Leetuek picked Sun Hea back up (you would have thought Christmas was early from the way she wriggled in delight) and beckoned to Ha Neul. At first, she refused to follow but after Jaejoong nudged her sternly, she latched onto her brother and they left.

Neither man said anything as Jaejoong dragged a chair to Yunho's bedside and grasped his hand tightly. "Yunho…"

"It's nothing."

"Bullshit. Police officer's standing outside your door asking to see my ID to get in are not nothing"

"He asked for your ID?"

"Yes. So you had better so some serious explaining, mister, or I might just not talk to you for a very long time."

"Like you would be able to do that."

"Yunho."

"I'll tell you," Jaejoong felt his hand squeezed tightly, "but you have to promise me a few things. First, that you won't freak out…okay. Just that you won't freak out."

Jaejoong felt something of a chill settle into his bones. "I'll try."

"How much do you know about me? My past, I mean."

"I know you had a graduate-level law degree before anyone else your age had finished pre-law, which is why you're teaching."

"Partly true, slightly exaggerated, and false. I got my law degree in three years, undergraduate and graduate studies included-"

"I know you're fucking brilliant. No need to rub it in."

"Shut up. I bet you didn't know that I started a law practice of my own with a former professor right after I graduated."

"Ah…no."

"One for criminal trials. My first case was a murder trial that the state lawyer's had refused to prosecute due to lack of evidence. I took it because I thought I could find more evidence and root out what happened. Which, I did."

"Of course."

Yunho's classroom "you are in trouble" look was thrown Jaejoong's way and the younger swallowed. "Sorry. I won't interrupt anymore."

Yunho raised an eyebrow.

"I won't. But…just so you know, that's a fucking sexy look."

"Jaejoong."

"I'm sorry. I want to hear this, I do. Continue."

"Almost four years of me and you never learn, do you?"

Jaejoong smiled hopefully.

"Aish. Fine. So, long story short I have a ridiculously awesome case that I know I'm going to win, but it all hinges on this old widow who happened to see what had happened. And yes, I have the notes if you want to read them sometime instead of me attempting to recount everything to you."

"I love how you can sometimes read my mind."

"I've read too many of your papers."

"You didn't have to assign so many…"

Another hopeful smile followed an incredulous snort.

"So…the witness was threatened."

"By my former professor then partner. He was bribed slash blackmailed slash violently coerced…not necessarily in that order, he never actually told me the details, just apologized later. Anyhow, I lost the case because I lost her."

"Wait a second. I think I heard about this."

Yunho nodded, "It was all over the news. My partner's name was spewed left and right in the media."

"Oh my god I remember that. Junsu and I followed that so close; we met Changmin that way because he was the only other law student who was following it as close as we were. That was the one with the State Council delegate, right, the one who supposedly shot a guy," Jaejoong let out a strangled noise at Yunho's nod, "Everyone was in an uproar. Oh my god, I can't believe that you were the one who went up against him…actually, I take that back. I can believe it."

"The government allowed me to use a fake name for security reasons. It worked until the trial ended, then I started getting death threats in the mail."

Jaejoong's heart froze, his mind beginning to add two and two together.

"They didn't stop so I dismantled my practice and the University offered me a teaching position so that I could hide."

"Wait, you're saying…so…someone did push you?"

"I don't know," Yunho replied, and his head rested back against the pillow, "The security is a precaution. But Jaejoongie…I know I didn't trip, and there's no way someone could just brush past me like that and make me fall down three flights of stairs."

"Fuck, Yunho."

"I know. Jaejoong…Jaejoong I don't want to-" Yunho stopped, apparently trying to gather his thoughts but Jaejoong got there first, his fury setting in deep.

"Don’t you even think about spouting some bullshit about not wanting to get me involved."

"Not just you, Jaejoong-ah. It's Junsu, Changmin, Yoochun, the kids, hell, even Soo Ae. I refuse to be the reason that someone gets hurt."

"No one is going to get hurt," Jaejoong felt tears stinging his eyes, "I won't let anyone else get hurt, I can't. And I'm not letting you walk away from me because of something that might happen. I can't do that, Yunho."

My heart would not survive it.

"I'm not walking away from anything," Yunho whispered, "but understand that's how I feel too. I don't want anyone to get hurt either." Yunho sat up gingerly, cupping Jaejoong's face in his hands, thumbing away tears. "I don't want you to get hurt. That would kill me, Jaejoong, and if anyone ever found that out…"

Yunho let the thought go unfinished, choosing instead to pull Jaejoong towards him and although it was gently, Jaejoong couldn't help but notice the wince which pulled across his face.

"Yunho…"

"Please, just…just let me hold you. Just for a minute, then I promise I'll go back to being a good patient."

Jaejoong let his arms reply as he wrapped them carefully around his lover.

"Come back to my sister's apartment when you're released."

"Jaejoong."

"Please, Yunho. If this is really what everyone thinks it is, then it'll be easier to protect everyone if they're all in the place, right? I'm going to be practically living at your apartment anyway to take care of you, and it's not like you can competently tend to yourself anyway."

A nose nuzzled itself into a shoulder and Jaejoong felt Yunho's embrace tighten ever so slightly, "Why did I teach you to argue so effectively?"

"Because you love me," Jaejoong replied, and then blushed when he realized what he had said.

Yunho pulled away and kissed him sweetly, "I do," before resting back on the bed.

"I'm going to pilfer pillows from your couch for you."

"…I might need a few other things."

"Not as important as Yunho's couch pillows."

"Not even toiletries? Clothing?"

"Definitely not clothing," and Jaejoong laid down on the bed next to Yunho as they shared a quiet chuckle.

"I really don't know what's going on," Yunho whispered after a few moments of drawing his hand through Jaejoong's hair.

"That's okay. We'll take all the right precautions, whatever they may be. I promise. And by the way. That was not nothing. Don't ever lie like that again."

"Okay," was the weak response and Jaejoong smiled into the uncomfortable hospital mattress.

"I should go home and tell the others…actually, I should call my sister."

Jaejoong tried to sit up, but stopped as Yunho's held a hand to his shoulder. "Don't leave just yet. Just…lay here with me, for a little while…please."

"I can do that."

"You better, or I'll fail you."

"Speaking of which, who's going to teach your classes?"

"You are, of course. Except for the higher level classes, someone else will sub those."

"Funny," Jaejoong poked the side of Yunho's leg.

"I'm serious, Jaejoong. What do you think TA's are for? Just passing out tests?"

This time Jaejoong did sit up, his mouth suddenly very dry. "Please tell me that you're kidding."

"I'm serious."

There was no mistaking Yunho's serious, I'm not making jokes, you better do as I ask face.

"Fuck, Yunho, I can't teach three classes."

"Of course you can. You know just as much as me."

Jaejoong stared blankly at him, thinking of how Changmin had teased him about this only hours before. I'm never going to live this down.

"I'm going to die."

"Nonsense. It's not like I won't be around to help you prepare, you'll be fine."

"I'm going to die."

"Please don't say that, it's so depressing." Yunho reached out and caressed Jaejoong's face, "I wouldn't be asking you if I thought you incapable."

Jaejoong let out a soft stream of incomprehensible syllables.

"Besides, Leeteuk told me you cancelled everything for the next two days, so we have plenty of time to prepare."

"I hate you," Jaejoong groaned.

Yunho chuckled. "You love me," he corrected, leading Jaejoong's mouth to his for another kiss.

"I do," Jaejoong murmured, and then he pulled a face, inwardly glowing at Yunho's disapproving glare. "Welcome back, professor."

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So, I wasn't actually planning on finishing this bit so soon, but it just sort of flowed out of me. I've planned the rest of it out and I'm not exactly sure how many verses are left (it depends on how much I squish together) but I'll let you know when it's imminent. But don't be depressed. I have lots left and even after I'm done I have some things that I want to explore a bit more so you never know!!!

Okay. I think that's it.

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[law!verse] History of Jung Yunho 101

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