Chasing The Winter Moon ♥
Pairing: Moon Jae Shin / Goo Yong Ha (GeolRim fic) Post Sungkyunkwan Scandal
Overall Rating: Probably NC-17
Requested by: hoshiko_malfoy
I lied. It’s a wee little post. Very small.
Summary: Following an epic scandal at their university, two master scholars search for their own meaning of love.
Lesson One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight, Nine, Ten
Jae Shin forgot how to breathe.
Perhaps he’d died and somehow, the spirits he’d angered were mocking him until he was reborn.
It was the only thing he could think of.
Well, he reconsidered, that and he could be insane.
Yong Ha’s hand trembled near his face, reaching up to touch him — stroke him — his long, delicate fingers so near his mouth Jae Shin’s breath warmed their tips. He could turn away and distance himself from the young man’s hand. Jae Shin could break away so easily, put enough space between them with the twist of his head so they wouldn’t connect if Yong Ha dared to come any closer.
A simple twist of his head and his life would be safe. Be normal. Be… the same.
He pursed his lips and kissed the fingertips trembling in front of his face.
“Did you leave Jae Shin with Yong Ha?” Yoon Hee settled down next to her fiancé, rubbing her hands together in delight.
The pages filed into the small dining area, placing trays in front of the few scholars who’d remained at the school in the storm. Many with family in the city fled to their homes, preferring to wait the winter out in the comfort of familiar surroundings but a few stalwart students remained, notably Yoon Hee and her voracious appetite. One of the boys barely had time to put the tray in front of her when she began to pick at the panchan, pinching nibbles of pickled vegetables into her mouth.
“No, I left him with Dae Min and told them I wouldn’t be back until morning.” Sun Joon grabbed at Yoon Hee before she could fully get up out of her seat. Although alone at the end of the long hall, he still kept his voice down, mostly to encourage Yoon Hee to keep hers to a whisper. “That was a jest. Why would I do that? I do not trust Dae Min and I certainly do not like him.”
“It’s hard to tell with you,” Yoon Hee said around a bite of octopus tentacle. “You could be trying to keep an open mind and all of that nonsense when deep inside you know he’s guilty of something.”
“Is he?” Sun Joon returned Yoon Hee’s frown with a placid, measured stare. “Can we prove he is guilty of something?”
“Did you see Jae Shin’s throat?”
“Yes.” She was about to snort at his expressionless face when she caught the fire in his dark eyes. “And I’ve also seen yours sometimes after we’ve been… down to the river.”
“That is not fair.” Hissing at him, Yoon Hee ducked her face, sure that the burn in her cheeks were the same vibrant red as the horseradish kimchi she’d been eating. “You’re distracting me.”
“I’m asking you to keep an open mind,” He countered. “We don’t know what went on between them.”
“Geol Oh is…” Smiling at the older scholar who’d looked up from his meal at her outburst, Yoon Hee lowered her voice. “He is Yong Ha’s.”
“Another something that we don’t know,” Sun Joon pointed out, moving his bean sprouts from his food to her dish. “You might want them to be together but keep in mind, that is a very dangerous love to have. It is something either one of them could be banished for … or even worse, killed. It might sound romantic but the truth is; encouraging that … connection could lead to their deaths. Are you willing to risk that? Do you think Geol Oh or Yong Ha is willing to risk the other for it?”
“The Nipponese men love one another.” She grinned at the shocked expression she was able to pull out from Sun Joon’s somber face. “What? It is true! Maybe they could run away there?”
“And give up everyone they love? Everyone they know for a land where they’ll have nothing? Where they will be nothing?” Sun Joon prodded at his bibimbap, wondering where his appetite had gone. “I love you too much to ask that of you. I can’t see either hyung asking that of one another.”
“Because they love each other too much,” Yoon Hee grumbled. “It’s just not…fair.”
“That is why we dedicate ourselves to changing the world we live in,” Sun Joon reached over and took her hand, hiding the caress beneath the low tables. “So everyone can live…and love… as best they can.”
Yong Ha’s body thrummed with the need for the man laying under him. Jae Shin’s tongue flicked out, touching his skin. His lips were soft and there was a slight tickle of whisker on his nails. If Yong Ha hadn’t been holding in his breath, he would have laughed.
If he hadn’t been holding in his breath, Yong Ha thought, he’d burst into tears at the gentleness of the other man’s affection.
Tired and worn, Jae Shin leaned his head back, his expression unreadable as he broke off the caress. Only the painful glitter of tears in his deep brown eyes warned Yong Ha of the emotions running deep inside of his wild-spirited friend. There was fear mingled with hope but Yong Ha also saw a veil of resignation, as if Jae Shin expected…knew… he’d be rejected.
It would take time to coax trust but time was something Yong Ha was more than willing to take. If he died with only the feel of the man’s lips on his fingertips, it would be enough. But hopefully, he’d get more. He needed more. Wanted more. But only as much as Jae Shin was willing to give.
The fierce Geol Oh he loved hid the most beautiful and tender heart, Yong Ha thought. His Geol Oh. Forever his Geol Oh.
He brought his shaking, wet fingers to his face, his lips parting slightly instinctively as he slid Geol Oh’s kiss into his mouth.