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Rating: PG
Genre: fluff, romance, non-au
Summary: A phone call doesn't provide you with physical contact, but it provides you with comfort anyway.
It’s about ten minutes after he posts his most recent Instagram picture does his phone ring. His lips are already forming into a grin before he can stop it as he picks up his mobile, pressing the answer button and trying to casually swing it to his ear. “Hello, Jung.”
“Jae.”
It’s the one word Yunho says to him immediately, that one word with something close to a chastising tone, yet has amusement in it, that has Jaejoong bursting into a fit of giggles right there. He doesn’t say anything, he just presses his knuckles to his mouth and tries to stop laughing. He’s not sure what he’s exactly feeling. There’s this part of him that feels naughty. Very naughty, because he knows what he’s done and Yunho knows it too. That’s the part that gets to him the most. The mischievous part.
Yunho pauses at his amusement and then sighs with fondness over the other end. “You’re so bad. You know what you’re doing to them.”
“Mhm,” He hums in response, eyes twinkling in glee as he picks up his other phone. He opens up Instagram and skims through the comments, comments which are joyful and emotional ones. There’s a few going JYJ!!! But other than that, the comment section is just one big TVXQ party and he chuckles at that. “They are so adorable. I can’t help myself sometimes, Yunho.”
“You just made a whole bunch of people probably burst into tears, does that make you happy?” Yunho’s words are softened by the amused tone he uses, but they both know he’s actually not annoyed. It’s just Jaejoong’s antics, the antics he likes to tease and chastise, but deep down he adores them. “And isn’t that the picture I took before I left?”
“Yes,” Jaejoong snuggles against his pillow and smiles, switching from Instagram to Twitter. He reads his mentions and just sees endless pictures of crying reactions that make his smile widen. “It’s the picture you took on the day you thought you lost your key to my Cartier bracelet. Remember?”
“Are you still angry at me for that?” Yunho groans, sounding whiny and adorably childish, “I just had forgotten that I put it in my new wallet, so I was still searching in the old one. You even punched me, is that not enough? My shoulder still hurts.”
Jaejoong smiles against his pillow, but keeps his tone clipped, “You really scared me, okay? I was close to crying, Yunho. I punched you with all my emotions.”
“That was a lot of emotions,” Yunho complains, and Jaejoong can practically imagine him rubbing his shoulder with a pout. The man’s voice softens as he continues, “I’m sorry though. I still feel bad. I should have remembered I put it in the new wallet. If you had cried, I really would have wanted you to punch me even harder.”
“You’d just be complaining about it later,” Jaejoong rolls his eyes, turning onto his back with a fond smile, “Just don’t forget, okay? That key is very important. We cannot just go out and buy a new a bracelet and key. This is special to us, and if you lose the key, you’ll be having consequences. Like…” He pauses, thinking for a moment before announcing, “No cuddle time for a month!”
“What?!” Yunho gasps, appalled. He then pauses, and then asks in a small voice, “What about the other cuddle time?”
Caught off guard by that, he chokes on his next words and blushes deeply. “Yunho,” He mutters shyly.
“Hehe,” He just knows Yunho is grinning smugly. “I really wanna see how red your face is right now. You get so shy when I talk about it out of no where. I love it.”
“Stop it,” Jaejoong whines, fanning his cheeks. It’s true, though. He can’t handle it when such a topic is just thrown at his face, especially because it’s Yunho of all people. “Anyway,” He coughs, making it clear that it was the end of that conversation, “Back to Cartier. Whenever you move the key to some other place, text me, okay? At least if you don’t remember where you kept it last, I will.”
“Alright, alright.”
“Yunho, I’m serious. You promise me?”
“I promise.” And Yunho never breaks his promises.
About two and a half hours later, Jaejoong switches to his needy, whiny self and gives Yunho a hard time.
“Yunnie… I miss you..” Jaejoong’s voice sounds.. squishy and Yunho doesn’t even know how that’s possible. He can just imagine his lover whining and squirming and huffing and pouting and—
“I—stop. Please.”
“But Yunho,” The brunet grumbles cutely, “I’m lying on a big, big soft and fluffy bed, all alone and you’re not here to cuddle with me. I’m very frustrated at that fact.”
“So just,” Yunho clears his throat, “just move to a single tiny chair, you won’t need me there.”
“Nu-uh,” Jaejoong shakes his head, rubbing his face on Yunho’s pillow and feeling sore and angry and just.. needy, “If I was on a single tiny chair, I’d get you to sit on it, and then I’d jump right onto your lap. That’s how it goes.”
Yunho sighs, slamming his face on his own pillow. “Why do you do this to me,” His voice is muffled, but Jaejoong understands him.
“Because I miss you,” He responds softly, “It hasn’t been that long since you left, but the bed is already more colder, and I have nobody to hug me from behind when I’m cooking. You can be gone for a minute, and I’ll still be missing you, because when you’re gone, there’s always these thoughts I have in every little thing that I do. Like, oh, if Yunho was here I’d be putting out two plates, if Yunho was here, he would be the one toweling my hair, if Yunho was here, we’d be watching channel three at this time—I've gotten so used to spending my life with you, that it doesn't feel right when you're not here.”
Jaejoong’s words are probably the cheesiest set of words he has ever heard, but they make him go speechless for a whole moment. He’s silent, and then suddenly every single little emotion hits him all at once and he breathes out with an almost pained groan,
“God. I love you.”
“I love you too. Come home, soon.” Jaejoong murmurs softly and lovingly, and the little sniffle Yunho hears at the end almost has him pulling at his hair in frustration. Hearing Jaejoong talk is not enough. He wants to be with the man physically. Hold him, kiss him, watch in awe as he smiles in that beautiful little way, that shy, gorgeous smile that Yunho had fallen hard for.
Jaejoong is everything to him. When it feels like the whole world is crumbling around him, Jaejoong is the one who cups his cheeks, kisses him on the forehead, looks him in the eyes and whispers, “It’s going to be okay.” And he believes the man, because it always does end up being okay. As long as he has Jaejoong, he is always, always more than okay.
His heart is physically aching with the actual need of wanting to see, and be with the man. He sits up straight on his bed and swallows the lump in his throat, murmuring, “Guess what? I have an urgent matter that I need to attend to, so I’ll be coming to Korea tomorrow. It’s a very serious urgent matter.”
“Oh,” Jaejoong breathes, and the sheets ruffle slightly. When he speaks again, his voice is suppressed with excitement, “Y-yes. Serious matters should never be ignored.”
“You’re right about that.” Yunho murmurs, and Jaejoong bites his grin to hold back the wide grin. His eyes are glistening with tears, but they’re the happy kind, the relieved, the oh my god yes my yunho-yah is coming back into my arms tomorrow kind that he doesn’t even bother wiping away.
They talk for a few more moments before it gets late and they should both be sleeping. After a few cheesy words and breathless I love you’s, Jaejoong switches off the lights and arches up slightly, his fingers going to his back and gently brushing over his tattoo. He smiles as he does it, pulling his hand away before snuggling into his sheets.
Enjoyably, happily.
A/N: uhhhhh *CHEESE EXPLOSION* !!!! WOW
i kinda meant this fic to be about jae's tattoo pic but then it trailed off into a mess of cartier and yunho deciding to come back to korea and other fluffy things and—
(;´༎ຶД༎ຶ`)
*i thank Miv sooo much for giving me that beautiful summary btw omg <333 ;;;
*(oh yeah and i got a new layout wooo)
so, thank you for reading! and i hope you enjoyed this piece of fluff ^ ^
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