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Title: Lavender Bunny (SMM Universe)
Section: Twenty-Three
Pairing: Yoosu (Jaeho)

Section Rating: R
Overall Rating: NC-17
i still hold ranalore responsible for this mess.

NOTE! I will NOT be posting tomorrow (my saturday). I will resume on SUNDAY. ALSO... more importantly, Lavender Bunny will only have two more sections (maybe three) after this section. ONLY TWO MORE. I will post the final section as the end piece. a pdf will be made available following its completion. AND NO, I don't know when I'll be writing the Min Piece :)

Synopsis: A continuation of the relationship between Yoochun and Junsu from So Much Mine. Once again, hot pretty boys, music, dancing and sex. Not necessarily in that order.

One; Two; Three; Four; Five; Six; Seven; Eight; Nine; Ten; Eleven; Twelve; Thirteen; Fourteen; Fifteen; Sixteen; Seventeen; Eighteen; Nineteen; Twenty; Twenty-One; Twenty-Two

Junsu leaned forward, his eyes rapt and shining as he listened to the crowd roar around him. Secluded, the box afforded them privacy but its glass front gave them a view he’d never imagined he would have. Yoochun leaned back in the soft tilting chair, his eyes more focused on his lover than the grassy field below. A cheering chant rose from the crowd, the Japanese nearly lost in the kraken of Yoochun’s thoughts, the afternoon sun making him drowsy despite sleeping in that morning.

Micky wasn’t sure which side Junsu was cheering for, but baseball was something they...and most of the Japanese populace... could agree on. The time off was a godsend in Yoochun’s mind, their bodies and souls needing some distance from the hectic life they lived. Hooking an arm over Junsu’s chair, he leaned into his lover’s side, taking a nibble on the other’s earlobe.

Junsu patted at Yoochun’s leg, a distracted show of affection intended mostly to tell the other singer that he was aware of Micky’s presence but the game held him enraptured. Yoochun grinned, not taking offense at the half-hearted attempt, knowing his lover viewed sports like he viewed sex, a fully involved exercise requiring all of the body and mind. Picking up the bottle of soda he’s snagged from the wet bar, Yoochun sipped at the cool liquid and turned his attention to the crowd.

The booth was a boon for the couple, accessible only to the two of them barring any requests they might make of the staff, either for more food or something else to drink. Glancing back at the spread of delicacies, Yoochun couldn’t imagine needing to eat more, wondering if they could somehow pack it all up to take back with them to the hotel.

Another chant started up, drawing Yoochun back to the crowd. As many women were enthusiastic as the men, packs of girls clustered together in seats and giggling, a rousing gaggle of femininity among the more masculine shouts. Junsu’s screaming nearly shocked Yoochun the first time, the tenor standing and yelling enthusiastically as one of the runners rounded third base.

“Oh this is fun.” Junsu settled back down, stretching his legs out.

A brush of pink dotted Junsu’s nose, the sun’s rays burnishing his golden skin. An ache through his cheeks was easily rubbed at, his laughter leaving him tired but happy. Leaning sideways, hidden behind the overhang, Junsu touched Yoochun’s mouth with his lips, his tongue plying at the other’s moistness and stealing a taste. Sighing again, content and fully satisfied with the day, Junsu reached upwards to work the kinks out of his shoulders.

“I’m glad we’re able to do this.” Yoochun nodded. “It’s just... normal. We don’t get to do normal a lot.”

“No,” Junsu agreed. “And it’s nice to just be able to go see a game or walk around. Remind me to get something nice for Changmin and Jaejoong. A thank you present for getting too sick to work.”

“We all needed a break.” Micky said, hooking his fingers over Junsu’s hand, taking the opportunity to touch the young man while he was aware of Yoochun’s presence.

“Did you go to a lot of baseball games when you lived in America?” Junsu asked. “You never really talk about what it was like back there.”

“Mostly, alone.” Yoochun murmured. “None of us spoke English and it was hard to make friends. I spent a lot of time wandering around or making music. And I had my brother. Now I worry about him because he’s alone there, and maybe having a hard time because I’m not there.”

“But I don’t regret coming.” Micky’s voice softened, his hands gathered up in Junsu’s grasp. Ducking his head, the baritone worked out how he felt, never truly wanting to examine how he felt. “For the longest time, I felt like I didn’t belong anywhere. In Seoul, sometimes I feel like I’m not Korean enough and back with my family, I wasn’t enough of an American. The members are really my touchstone. It’s like I have an...identity when I am with all of you. You’ve become my home, my country and my religion.”

“I’m sorry your family is so far away.” Junsu rested his cheek on Yoochun’s, his lips tasting the tears the other man let fall. “I wish you could see them more often.”

“Me too.” Yoochun sniffed, breathing hard to get his emotions under control. “I have you...and the others. Jaejoong has always been... a big help. I think it’s because he knows what its like to be alone when people are all around you. Different from me but it is the same feeling. We talk about it sometimes. Or we avoid it. We’re good at avoiding it, mostly.”

“I’m glad that he’s there for you.” Junsu smiled at Yoochun’s askance look, the baritone’s dark eyes glistening with wetness. “Okay, I admit, I didn’t always like that he was there but really, now I realize that he was the one person you could pour your sorrow into.”

“You’re someone I pour my laughter into.” Yoochun reassured his lover. “Jaejoong washes his soul of my sorrow. My laughter I want you to keep forever.”

“That’s a very easy thing to do.” The tenor chuckled. “We have so much of it.”

“You give as much as you take!” Yoochun leaned back, his grin wide over his face. The cheering began again as the home team took the field, dots of blue and white on the green turf. “Stealing mine when you have your own.”

“Your laughter tastes better.” Junsu sniffed indignantly. “I am a man of discriminating tastes. A laugh... connoisseur. I only choose to collect the best.”

“Hah!” Yoochun pushed at the other lightly, his palm making a small slapping sound. “You’re a peasant. You take everything and giggle like a drunken monk at a peep show. You don’t know what discriminating means.”

“Watch the game, infidel.” Junsu snorted, returning Yoochun’s slap with one of his own. “I’ll deal with you later.”

“Jung-san.” One of the band’s Japanese staff approached Yunho as he carted up boxed lunches to their rooms, the middle-aged man bowing slightly with his head down. Taken aback by the odd courtesy of an elder addressing him so formally, Yunho barely had time to nod in return before the man rose up, offering a brown manila packet for the leader to take.

“The manager said that it is not fan mail but something that was sent from your family. It has been following behind you for a while and has only now caught up. He said that you would want it immediately.” The staff member said, giving another bow that brought Yunho down again, the bottom of the bag brushing the carpeted floor. “If you would like, I will help you take the food up for you.”

“No, I’m fine.” Yunho took the package, the paper crinkling in his hand. Tucking it under his arm, he bowed and thank the staff member profusely, hoping he could escape before any of the other members of their entourage caught up with him.

The smell of the ramen made Yunho’s mouth water, the enclosed elevator intensifying the aromas until he nearly broke under the hunger he’d nursed in his belly. Setting the bag down in the hallway, he opened the door to the suite, calling out for Changmin to help him.

Nearly done coughing, Min shuffled toward the older man, his slender body swathed in his favourite pajamas. Housekeeping nearly fell over themselves in providing the youngest freshly washed night clothes, one of the maids overhearing Min’s comment that the soft thin flannel made him feel better inside, despite the aches of his body. Since then, the housekeeping staff returned the night clothes whenever they appeared in the laundry, Changmin’s effusive delight bringing a beaming smile to the older woman who take care of their suites.

“Ah, are they clean again?” Yunho nodded towards the flannel, leaning over to sniff at the powder fresh clothes. “They spoil you.”

“I know.” Changmin nodded, his nose slightly red from the tissues he used. “I like staying here. Whenever we come to Japan, they take care of me. I always feel like I am at home. They love me more than you. Maybe not as much as they love Jaejoong but more than you.”

“Here, take your noodles, brat.” Yunho found the miso ramen Changmin ordered, handing the youngest the container and a selection of pickles. “There’s dessert in there too. Something not too sweet because the last thing I want to deal with is you full of sugar.”

Changmin wandered off to his own room, cradling the bowl of noodles against his belly. Yunho picked up the bag and went to go find Jaejoong, calling out to his lover as he entered their bedroom suite. The singer padded out of the bathroom, wiping at his face with a wet washcloth, trying to rub the sleep from his eyes. Although still paler than Yunho liked to see him, Jaejoong’s smile went a long way in bringing a blush to the leader’s cheeks, the memory of the bath they’d shared yesterday still vivid in his mind.

“Feeling better, baby?” Yunho placed their food on a low coffee table, waiting for Jaejoong to make himself comfortable on the couch before handing the singer a steaming bowl. Opening a pair of chopsticks, he rubbed the splinters off, giving Jae the first pair before getting his own.

“Better than last night.” Jae murmured, moving his legs to make room for Yunho, tucking his feet under his lover’s thigh.

Dipping the ends of his chopsticks into the ramen, Yunho picked out a few bits of fresh shitake and dropped them into Jae’s bowl. Yunho watched the singer eat, making sure Jae consumed more than a mouthful of food. The older man picked at his food, drawing out a few noodles and delicately placing them on his tongue, chewing with less enthusiasm than Yunho liked.

“You need to eat more, Boo.” The leader selected a chunk of gobo fishcake from Jae’s bowl and held it out for the singer to take. Biting at the meaty square, Jaejoong worked it around his mouth, chewing carefully. “We shouldn’t have...”

“Are you saying that you didn’t want me when we were in the bathtub?” Jae quirked an eyebrow, a dangerous glint forming under his downswept lashes. Yunho pursed his mouth, knowing full well Jaejoong’s behaviour bordered on anti-social when he wasn’t feeling well.

“Do not put those words on my tongue.” Yunho warned the young man he loved, shaking his head. “Don’t confuse my love and concern for you with indifference. I’d rather go celibate forever if it means you live one extra day. I’d rather have your heart than your body. Remember that, Kim Jaejoong.”

“Humph.” With his argument sidelined, Jaejoong went back to his food, muttering of the unfairness of Yunho’s comeback.

“Besides,” Yunho offered an opening for Jae to save face, offering the singer a piece of egg omelet. “I don’t think either one of us could have gone another day without each other. I thought I was going to explode when you slid across of me to get into the van. I tried thinking of all the ugly dogs I’ve ever seen to make my dick soften.”

“Dogs?” Jae made a face. “You thought about ugly dogs?”

“Farthest thing from you that I could think of.” Yunho replied with a shrug, grinning at Jae’s slight smile.

“What’s the package?” Jae nodded to the manila envelope Yunho left at the end of the coffee table. “Our new schedule?”

“No, the staff said that it’s mail that someone from home sent me.” Yunho put his food down, nudging Jae with his foot. “Keep eating. I’ll open it without your help.”

“Pfah.” Jaejoong made a face, sticking his tongue out. The food settled into his belly, his guts rebelling at the intrusion. “What is it?”

Yunho carefully slit the envelope open, using a plastic knife to cut through the packing tape sealing it closed. Turning it over, he glanced at the return address, his hands stilling when he finally spotted his mother’s handwriting. Shaking out the contents, Yunho froze when he saw the splashes of faces against the beige couch, his lover’s face bent close to Yoochun’s, his mouth brushing the baritone’s lips. The barest hint of a tangerine slice separated them, the space between them nearly blooming into an intimate kiss.

Jaejoong selected one of the photos from the pile, staring down at the image of himself and Yoochun half-dressed and laying out in the sun, their hands touching. A dip of rainwater glistened near Jaejoong’s side, the diamond piercing his navel sparkling in newly washed sun. There were more, captured images of sharing intimacies, sometimes reminiscent of laughter while others held the evidence of sorrow, tears running down Jae’s face.

“I wish I was always there to wipe your face when you cry.” Yunho peeked at the photo Jaejoong held in his hand, the singer’s prettiness vividly etched on the photo paper.

“Are these...?” Jae left the question hanging there, unable to form a coherent thought around the lump of shock in his brain.

“The pictures my father had taken?” Yunho forced himself to sound calm, keeping his voice steady. He’d hidden the other images, tucking them away for a time in their lives when the photos wouldn’t be associated with blackmail and pain. The friendship between the two men shone from the flat paper, a staunch and steady bond forged across shared anguish. “Yes. I’ve not seen of these before. I’ve got some copies of these but not all. I like this one.”

Yunho pulled out a photo of Jae looking off into the distance, the river shown in the background. A gentle spray cast up behind the singer, his gaze distracted, his thoughts lost in the maze of his mind. It was a face Yunho saw often but rarely did he have the chance to drink in the view as they rushed around their life. To him, this was the true essence of Jaejoong, the dreamer carved from alabaster, a delicate looking stone that defied the world with its strength.

“This one.” Yunho tapped at the corner, kissing Jae on the side of his mouth, licking at the spot before pulling away. “This is who I fell in love with. My Boo. Sexy and sweet but fierce.”

“Why did he...” Jae fought the spread of his tears into his eyes, refusing to give into Yunho’s father and his machinations. “How could he look at these pictures and see ugliness? It’s our friendship. Mine and Yoochun’s. Where is the ugliness in this?”

“Sometimes, it’s hard to see when you’ve pulled a bag over your eyes because you’re afraid of the truth.” Yunho shrugged. The package rattled, another smaller envelope and sheets of paper falling out. Handing Jae the letter, he worked at the white square envelope, wondering at its thickness. “Read that to me.”

“It’s from your mother.” Jae shook his head. “I shouldn’t...”

“Partners until death. Remember, baby?” Yunho said, taking his time with the envelope. He wanted to hear his mother’s words in his lover’s voice, knowing she hoped reconcile with the singer for Yunho’s sake. “Read. Then eat.”

“Dear Baby-boy.” Jae grinned widely at the affectionate nickname, stopping to glance slyly at his lover. “She calls you her baby-boy.”

“I call you much worse.” Yunho replied, sitting back against the couch. “And if you tell anyone, I’m going to do not do things to you for a month. Just remember that.”

“Ah, always with the threats to withhold sexual favours.” Jaejoong snorted. “As if you can go that long too.”

“Read, Boo.” Yunho winced at the flaw in his plan, sighing at its truth. He had far less control than Jaejoong, the singer’s innate erotic nature easily drawing out Yunho’s carnal needs.

“I am including something that will make your father’s efforts to subvert you useless.” Jae cocked his head and continued reading. “I hope that you’re doing well and that this letter finds you quickly. I would like to spend time with you and Kim Jaejoong when you are back home. Please let me know when you have time and we can meet for lunch or maybe even shopping.”

“There is a new restaurant that I would like to try. Your sister sends her love. I’ve included a drawing she did for you in school.” Jaejoong unfolded the other sheet, showing his lover a crayon rendition of a forest filled with birds. “Our bulletin board is covered with her drawings. I believe she will want to be an artist when she grows up. If you tell her that it is an impractical life, she responds that her brother is often impractical but a great success. She is determined to be what she wants, much like you.”

“I wish you the best on this tour. Please kiss Jaejoong for me and tell him thank you.” Yunho took a moment to kiss his lover full on the mouth, earning a snort from Jae. The singer returned to the letter, continuing. “I love you and take care. I hope to hear from you soon. Love, Momma.”

The inner envelope finally open, Yunho carefully extracted long rectangular sheets of negative film. Drawing his breath in, the leader held the film strips up to the light, seeing the oddly coloured images of his lover and Yoochun through the brown squares.

“I think these are all of them.” Yunho smiled, tucking the strips back into the envelope. “My mother must have taken them from where my father had them and sent them to me.”

“I told you...” Jae stroked at Yunho’s cheek with his fingers, feeling the happiness finally spreading up from Yunho’s heart and into his smile. “She loves you. You’re her son. Mothers love their sons.”

“Jaejoong.” Yunho kissed his lover’s palm, thinking of the woman who failed to speak when her husband threw out their youngest. The hitching pain of regret grew jagged in his heart, the revelations of Jaejoong’s birth and his subsequent placement still too raw to speak of. “She ...”

“No, this is about your mother.” Jaejoong shook his head. “And that she loves you. Leave it there, Yunnie.”

“Ah, well just so long as you know that you’re not alone.” Yunho placed his mouth over Jaejoong’s lips, sucking at the air past the singer’s lips, taking back a kiss. “I’m here. As well as the others. We love you.”

“Then that’s all I need, love.” The singer nodded, cuddling into Yunho’s arms.

“Nope.” Yunho refuted, picking up Jaejoong’s forgotten meal. “You also need food. Eat, so I can spend some time ravaging you. That’s a good word. Ravage.”

“Just lock the door this time.” Jae muttered, sighing as he picked up a mouthful of noodles with chopsticks. “If Changmin walks in on us one more time, I’m just going to tell him to jump into bed with us and get his virginity out of the way then go look for love.”

“Boo... The last thing I need is an image of you and Changmin in my mind. I just got rid of the last one.” Yunho rolled his eyes. Biting at Jae’s shoulder, he went back to his food, finding another piece of offensive mushroom to pawn off on Jaejoong. “Only you, baby. I don’t want anyone but you.”


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Mar. 9th, 2007 09:48 pm (UTC)
LB is ending? *ishSlightlySad*

AND NO, I don't know when I'll be writing the Min Piece :)

*hugsYOU* no need to rush. I'll re-read SMM & LB all over again to buy you some time. *wink*

*goes back to reading*
Mar. 9th, 2007 11:21 pm (UTC)
LB is ending. in a few sections. :::hugs::: ♥♥♥ it's very long :) it just seemed short ;)

♥♥♥ plumps couch pillows ♥♥♥
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Mar. 9th, 2007 10:03 pm (UTC)
Read the two in one go now I'm really happy ^___^
My leg hurts and I'm going to die of insomnia but yeah xDD

“If Changmin walks in on us one more time, I’m just going to tell him to jump into bed with us and get his virginity out of the way then go look for love.”
Don't Jae O__o Don't!!

That's all I have to say <3


*limps to bed*
Mar. 9th, 2007 11:23 pm (UTC)
ah, jae was just teasing. :) yunho keeps leaving the door unlocked! ♥♥♥ the last person in locks the door! ♥♥♥

:::hugs::: i hope you feel better! many hugs! ♥♥♥
Mar. 10th, 2007 01:22 am (UTC)
Ahhhh ~ This is a rather light section, but it's FULL of love. <3333

YooSu's date sounds very nice and relaxing. ^^
Junsu is expected to be very immersed in sports. LOL.
But I'm glad he takes the time to acknowledge Yoochun he knows his presence there. <3

YAY for Yunho's omoni! <33

The last part kills me. Ahahaha. xDD

Thank you! I like this section a lot. ^^
It's ending?? Awww ~ Too soon. T-T;;;
Mar. 10th, 2007 07:46 am (UTC)
this is a light section but is of love. and yoosu needed very nice and relaxed. i wanted the yoosu to be...real in this.

and yes, only a couple of more sections and then LB is done but i will make a PDF out of it ::hugs::: i am so happy you liked it! ♥♥♥
Mar. 10th, 2007 01:41 am (UTC)
Aww, you just about broke my heart when you said there would only be two sections left T_T YooSu are getting along so I guess that's great. I haven't even read this section, lolz, I just needed to say that. I've been reading everything and will post my late comments. But everythings been great ^^. And I will hold you to your promise about the Min fic, lolz :D
Mar. 10th, 2007 07:52 am (UTC)
ah, i am sorry ::::hugs::: but it had to end sometime :) ::::hugs::: snookies and hugs! many cookies! ♥♥♥♥
Mar. 10th, 2007 05:00 am (UTC)
=D you are so amazing.

I LOVE LB. The yoosu bit is so so cute. Them watching baseball together is so sweet. AND. yunho's mum is so sweet. ah XD

Have a good rest! Don't overtire yourself okay! ^^ Write at your own pace really ^^
Mar. 10th, 2007 08:09 am (UTC)
aaahhh... smooches :) ♥♥♥i'm glad you loved LB :) and yes, i wanted to give the yoosu a normal day. and they wanted it badly.

yunho's mom is very sweet. she loves her son :) and smooches! thank you! ♥♥♥
Mar. 10th, 2007 05:46 am (UTC)
chappie made me go *melts* ^^ something sweet and leisure-like for me today and this chapter just fits~

you surprise me hun. You tend to write fics with the just-right-mood when i need it *grins really wide*

Lwub you like always
Mar. 10th, 2007 08:10 am (UTC)
aaahhh... thank you baby! ♥♥♥ i wanted something sweet and leisurely too! :::::hugs::: ♥♥♥

i'm glad you liked the fic! love you as well! so many hugs! and snookies! ♥♥♥♥
Mar. 10th, 2007 05:34 pm (UTC)
Aww... I'm sad that LavB's ending. It seemed really short though, compared to SMM. Probably because SMM's a lot more harder to read.

But oh well, all good things must come to an end. XD

I love it how you balance the YunHo and YooSu when their relationship's so different. And keep Minnie in the picture. <3
Mar. 10th, 2007 06:41 pm (UTC)
SMM is a lot harder to read... much more cryptic and gothic. :) ♥♥♥ and i will be around to do one-shots and maybe a mini-seven day fic. oh...and the changmin fic. :) once i figure out who he should be with. ♥♥♥

i want to always compare and contrast the jaeho and the yoosu because they do both love... but are different. and i never want to forget about changmin. it's important for him to be there. he's a big part of their lives ;) ♥♥♥

snookies and hugs!
Mar. 10th, 2007 07:01 pm (UTC)
i can't wait for the changmin piece... good chapter...
Mar. 10th, 2007 07:12 pm (UTC)
thank you. ♥♥♥
Mar. 11th, 2007 04:16 am (UTC)
Frankly, I'm worried for Min having his own piece
Will he be gay? Straight? Bi-sexual? A-SEXUAL?!?!?!??

Will the infamous Shiwon and Hyukjae get their well lubricated hands on him? Time will tell I suppose heheheh

Okay, I admit, I have been leeching from you, reading without commentint because everytime I do read it's me sneaking it in past midnight and I just fall asleep right after. Even if I have to stick toothpicks under my eyelids to prop them open i MUST read your latest entries when I am aware they are up (and I check every day or day-and-a-half), and what entries they are!!

I'm so happy and wowed with your art of writing and your accomplishment in the portrayal of Junsu and Yoochun's relationship. The relucant yearning!Chunnie from early chapters was heart-wrenchingly adorable! And Junsu is a relentless sexual predator was priceless. I squealed many times. That's one common effect of your writing on me! I turn into a little piggy. Their kisses, their intimate moments, the 50-50 concept... all magnificently derived from the vastness that is your creatiive mind. I'm made speechless all the time! And OHEMGEE when Yunho's father threatened Yoochun and he punched the guy I was like 'WOOOOOOOOAH' and then applauded and giggled to myself saying 'GO YOOCHUN!!'. On that issue I am feeling so satisfied because Mrs. Jung is coming around. Interestingly, the fact that Jaejoong feels nothing for her himself is so realistic it hurts. He could easily have been made to sympathise with the woman and maybe even have held her hand reassuringly in the hotel but - nope - that ain't our JaeJae!! You made the perfect. Even though your works in the So Much Mine universe are so lengthy and elaborate but flawlessly executed, you STILL manage to remain consistent with their behaviours. Your really know the Dong Bang Boys well. And your portrayal of them is my favourite in the whole entire world. I want to have a relationship like the one between Yunnie and Jaejoong. If this story was tangible I would cuddle it all day and night. Rather, if I had the So Much Mine book I would sleep with it under my pillow and carry it around with me to lectures etc. as if it were the Holy Bible I heart it so much.

Minnie's emotional rollercoster ride hurt me. I could empathise with him. He's young in years but aged in... thoughts? Oh I so want him to be happy. When he cried in Joongie's arms when Jaejoong told him that Junsu and Yoochun were together I also wanted to break down. You make words so emotive, I heart you!!!

Oh, and how could I nearly forget to mention THE JUNCHUN SEKS?!?! I was salivating, it was so intensely delicate and just plain HOT! They are HOT! JaeHo is sensual but JunChun is... -head explodes- I can't wait for Yoochun to have his revenge heheheh But I gotta say, your way is the only way in which I have ever been able to accept Junsu as the seme. In Yoosu communities I didn't want to know, but your way was made so logical and inevitable that is just CLICKED. Yoochun is like a wanton whore in that department. I was pleasantly surprised.

And to echo another commenter's... comment... NO Jaejoong NOOOOOOO. Leave Minnie's virginity alone. It never did anything to you!!

As a final word I'd like to ask, who do you think are the most central characters? I know this LB series was Yoosu-oriented (and for that I am most grateful) but Jaejoong is having such a minor role. Oh well, he was the [heroineohImean] hero of SMM so he's had his time. He gets ill so often, the poor baby. And Minnie too. Ah, all my thoughts return to the little one in the end. I hope he can get happiness. This story puts me at peace in that it shows how love can help overcome all obstacles internal and external. It gives me some, I don't know, guidance in my own relationships. And the theories you project through the guys are profound. You should collect them all together and make a relationship bible haha. Damn this final word was long. And sorry for dominating the comments area with this fat post. I shall be more timely and sectioned with my comments in the future.

Again thank you so much for sharing your work with us unsuspecting victims of your talent. Knowing updates to your writing are coming always gives me something to look forward to at the end of the day.

Take care xx
Mar. 11th, 2007 06:40 am (UTC)
Re: Frankly, I'm worried for Min having his own piece
ah. thank you. seriously. i am... so grateful for your comment and your consideration in my writing. awestruck is the best word i have for it. thank you.

let me take my answer in sections.

Min. what will his sexuality be? i don't really know. i'm leading towards bi-curious. i am. because that's not something i've explored for the SMM universe and he does have a bisexual appeal. i can see him being... more open in how he loves. studious and thoughtful. i have to think on it. i've really not made any decisions. of course i never do. i just go where my brain is :)

yoochun and junsu. for me, it was extremely important to show their relationship really as vastly different than jaejoong and yunho. they are more modern thinkers and much more... non-traditional in how they view the world. i think it would be easier for them to love one another because really, they both know non-judgmental love. it's easy to give what you've already gotten. :)

i couldn't see either one of them as dominant and the other submissive. they both have a give/take relationship about them. and really, HAVE to be equals because they both laugh and emote so much...with one another and others. they live their lives very much on the surface. i can't see them having issues that would bleed out into their personalities to define them into a single role.

unlike jaejoong, who has spent his (SMM) life overcoming people shoving him into roles and he's still trying to determine where he fits and how he fits. so much of who he is has been defined by other people. only with yunho's love can he explore what else he can be but being the "uke" in their relationship is a sense of comfort. even if its not really all he is, it's still familiar. something he can retreat to. and that's not a bad thing... because his soul and heart have been damaged, any shelter, however flawed in its building, still remains a shelter. yunho knows this. and will be what he needs to be when jaejoong needs it.

jae does hold back his love. he's very distant. until he knows that person won't hurt him. then it's okay. mrs jung is important to yunho so therefore, she needs to be in yunnie's life... but she won't be put somewhere that she can hurt jae... he won't let her. he's been hurt too much. she'll have to prove that she's okay to him.

in writing SMM and LB, i wanted to change the styles but not the characters. that was important. i wanted to make the voice of the pieces be... the essence of the relationship i was describing... so that's why they are written differently. i have no idea how changmin's will sound :) we'll see how that goes ;) maybe a noir piece ;)

min's emotional roller coaster was necessary. he is the youngest and he's never been the youngest before. he doesn't know how to be defined as that and all of a sudden, that's all he is. so that's something he has to overcome. and the others will eventually just see him as their age. :) but he's still the baby and they spoil him. i think changmin does like that part.

i see junsu as potential seme because well, he is aggressive and focused. just because he plays at cute doesn't mean he's not... adult. he does get very serious. and that requires a dominance of sorts. but he and yoochun are definitely balanced. and they'll decide how they are and who is doing what. yoochun will be seme next ;) i do have to make things equal ::::grins:::

min's virginity is fine. jae was grumpy :)

as for who are the central characters... truthfully, wow... i would say jaejoong and yoochun. because so much of the group really revolves around them. they interconnect with all of the members... and seem to have a purpose within that connectivity. that's a hard question. but i'm going with jaejoong and yoochun :) everyone crosses into those two. and their bond as friends really establishes the communications within the group. they are the channels to talk with and talk to.
Sep. 1st, 2009 02:41 am (UTC)
ahh i feel so woozy after reading this XD
Sep. 1st, 2009 02:50 am (UTC)
♥♥♥♥♥ snookies. ah, you are reading two so very different books. :::grins::: heh. lavender bunny... ah, the end is so smooshy. :::grins::: ♥♥♥♥
Oct. 12th, 2009 01:43 am (UTC)
I like the Yoosu at the baseball game xDD.
So cutee.
and Yunho's mom is getting better <3.
I knew that she would always be the softer ones <3.
Oct. 12th, 2009 01:48 am (UTC)
♥♥♥♥♥ yunho's mom really does want to love her son again. :::hugs::: ♥♥♥♥ and be loved in return
Nov. 19th, 2011 10:46 am (UTC)
hey, i now this fic was written ages ago and i just got the chance to read it now. your fics are so beautiful! they're unlike other writers' fics. they really expressed what one person really thinks about love and relationship. it's not all about happiness but there is pain. that's what i like about your writings. you voice out the things and emotions i feel and perceive towards love.
.. i'm just sad that i'm so late to reading these things where dbsk is no longer what was before. it's so hard to think that yun and jae are not seeing each other and also the rest of the members after all the time they spent together.
p.s: are you a Filipino? i noticed that you used that word for about three times, (i am a Filipino:))
cheers! write more, i'll be here reading :) always keep the faith
Nov. 19th, 2011 06:15 pm (UTC)
:::hugs::: My uncle who I kind of based Scarlet on is Filipino and we have a lot of Filipino relatives. ::::hugs::: I was born and raised in Hawai'i so there's a lot of exposure to the culture. I also make a mean adobo :::grins::: And pancit!

I am glad you're reading them. :::hugs:::: I hope you enjoy them. They were a lot of fun to write. Oh but they broke the brain :::grins:::

Smooches and haato!
Sep. 25th, 2012 12:34 pm (UTC)
Yun's mom is great :)
And I think that the photografer who took JaeCun's pics are a little bit in love with Jae ;) as almost all of us ;)
Sep. 25th, 2012 06:56 pm (UTC)
well yes, can you blame him?
Sep. 29th, 2012 09:05 pm (UTC)
Blaming him means blaming myself and I couldn't be blamed. It's not my fault I've been dazzeled by Jae ;) He's just moved in into my soul without even take his shoes off! What can I do?

Edited at 2012-09-29 09:06 pm (UTC)
Sep. 29th, 2012 09:08 pm (UTC)
he would always take off his shoes. and probably bring you hot chocolate.
Sep. 30th, 2012 05:43 am (UTC)
Hehehe. It's just a Russian saying, no offence ;) it has a positive meaning - when somone came into your life, heart and soul so naturaly that it realy surprise you when you finaly understand it :)
and hot chocolate is good :)
Sep. 30th, 2012 05:44 am (UTC)
it is all good. russian sayings are the best. mostly all of our sayings have to do with rice...and eating. *grins*
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