TITLE: Beautiful Hands & The Bus Stop
AUTHOR:

junshoo
LENGTH: oneshot
GENRE: romance
PAIRING: Junchun
RATING: G
DISCLAIMER: Don't own these guys.
SUMMARY: Yoochun fell in love with a stranger. At a bus stop, Because of his beautiful hands.
A/N: A quite short story. It's been 5 months since I posted anything. I've been really busy with school and clients I guess I lost my muse... I wanted to write again... I might be really rusty. I apologize. I do admit I didn't really felt that confident writing again. e__e Also, idk if things have changed around here. lol. Well, it's good to take a break every now and then though! I'll try to get better in time. :D

At exactly 6am in the morning every weekday, I would be sitting at the bus stop seat while waiting for my bus to school. I was never late and was quite proud of that. I was not the only one who would be waiting for the bus though; a beautiful stranger would always be there earlier than me. He would be sitting at the end of the seat, playing his PSP with such concentration. He takes a different bus and his bus would always arrive before mine.

It started off as quite a minor crush. To notice that he has such beautiful hands, the hands that had attracted me to him. Hands that were probably defined by the hours spent gaming. Veins placed at all the right places. Elongated fingers accompanied with beautiful nails (even though he was a man). His hands were so captivating…

The first time I saw him didn’t really left any impact on me until I notice his hands. I was actually quite surprise that I started to develop interest in him.

“Approach him,” Jaejoong teased me when I told him about the stranger. I brushed it off quickly saying that it was impossible. Especially with the fact that I was never one to start a conversation.

Jaejoong laughed immediately after I said that. “Oh my Yoochun, haven’t you heard of YOLO? WHAI-OH-EL-OH.”

“…What?” I raised an eyebrow at him.

“You only live once ma boyyyyy.” He giggled.

I stared at him and he grinned widely. Jaejoong was such a freak sometimes I really can’t tell whatever is going on in his mind.

“Oh come on, no harm trying amirite? Just talk to him and who knows? Love might blossom!”

“Don’t be ridiculous.”

“I’m not.” He suddenly smiled. The kind of smile someone gives you when they want you to know that they have entered the serious mode. “I’ll help you.”

And I was like oh shit.

And that was how I found Jaejoong waiting at my bus stop the next morning. Standing 5 metres away from the stranger, he waved to me with much enthusiasm. “OHAYOUUUUUU YUCHUN-SAMA~~~~~~!”

I could feel my face getting red. The stranger was looking at us as I stomped towards my best friend. “What the hell are you doing?!” I hit his head in embarrassment and anger.

“Ow! Why did you hit me for? I was practicing my Japanese with you!”

I didn’t reply him and glanced over at the stranger. He was smiling, probably from watching two idiots making a fool of themselves at 6am in the morning.

Oh that’s right, it was 6am in the morning. “Why are you in my neighbourhood at 6am in the morning? Isn’t your house far off from here? Why did you even bother coming here at such an early hour in the morning?!” I asked Jaejoong, making sure I emphasized the word morning.

“Yaaah, how mean can you get Yuchun-kun?” Jaejoong pouted and turned his voice into a whisper, “I’m here to help you, don’t you remember?”

My face turned red again. I swear I could feel it turning red. I imagined kicking the shit out of Jaejoong in my mind. Kick and punch him till he moan in pain. And make him plead guilty. That would be good. Ahahaha.

I snapped out of my thoughts and turned to face Jaejoong.

But he was gone. No, wait, more like, he had miraculously disappear beside me and is now with the stranger and chatting with him.

“J-j-jaejoong! W-what are you doing?!” I shouted.

When he didn’t reply me, I clumsily stood up and made my way towards them. They looked like like they were chatting.

“…Ah, so you’re a 1st year university student?” I heard Jaejoong asked him. He nodded his head and smiled. So cute. So he’s older than me.

“Cool! Ah hi Yoochun! Junsu hyung, this is Yoochun my classmate! Yoochun this is Junsu! We’re both second years in college!”

This caught me off guard. Why the hell was Jaejoong acting as though he was close friends with the stranger?!

“Hello, nice to meet you Yoochun.” Junsu smiled as he held his hand out. I was stunned but shook his hand anyway. I’m touching him. I’m making contact with his perfect hands.

“H-hello Yoochun,” I stuttered.

His bus came and just like that he bowed in apology and boarded his bus. I turned to look at Jaejoong who was obviously high from glee, giggling his ass away.

Someone get Junsu out of my mind please. Jesus fucking Christ why is he so adorable. I find myself banging my head on my table repeatedly. Yeah, I thought that might help me get him out of my mind. Yup, I can still feel his godly hands on mine. Oh god, I love you.

I tried to calm myself down. It couldn’t be that bad right? Jaejoong merely introduced us so it isn’t something I should be thinking too much about. What if he thinks I’m crazy? If I’m trying to hit on him? What if he thinks I am creepy? Oh god.

“Yoochun?” my lecturer looked at me in concern, “You look sick. Are you ok?”

“Y-yeah.” I look down at my hand that had shaken his and tried to recall if I had washed them.

I didn’t go to class the next day.

“YAH WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?!” Jaejoong screamed the moment I picked my phone up.

“I have a slight fever,”

“Are you making it up? He just boarded the bus!”

I sighed. I knew Jaejoong would wait for me at the bus stop again after yesterday’s incident. I fake a cough and hung up on him.

The next morning I forced myself out of bed and headed out after a quick shower and breakfast.
Ring ring.

“Yo,” I greeted Jaejoong. “Please don’t give me anymore morning call, I’m walking towards the bus stop.”

“And I don’t get a morning greeting? Anyway, really? That’s good! He’s here.”

“He’s there every day dumbass.”

“You should learn to be nicer to me. I’ve done so many things for—”

“My fummy feels tunny.” I cut him off.

“What?”

It took me few seconds to realised my mistake and I quickly corrected it, “I meant my tummy feels funny. I’ll be there in a few, see you later.”

When I arrived at the bus stop, Jaejoong was sitting with Junsu. They were chatting happily away like long lost friends. I walked towards them.

“G-good morning. You guys sure click well together.” I greeted them.

“Ah Yoochun-ah~~” Jaejoong greeted me back with his usual unnecessary enthusiasm.

Junsu smiled “Good morning Yoochun, do you want to know why we get along so well?”

“Huh?” I stared at them. Why was he asking such a weird question. Jaejoong snickered and eventually burst into a fit of laughter.

“Yoochun,” Junsu continued. “We’re cousins.”

I could have sworn my jaws went wide open. Cousins? Was that why Jaejoong was able to talk to him so naturally? Was that what Jaejoong meant when he said that he had helped me in many ways? Was he trying to match make me and Junsu? That sneaky bastard! More importantly, did he tell Junsu I had a crush on him?!

“Jae, you told him I harbour feelings for him?!” I gasped.

There was an awkward silence before Jaejoong finally spoke, “I didn’t… You just did it yourself…man.”

“Oh.”

And there was Junsu, staring at me intently making me blush madly. I felt the need to get away from them, find an isolated island and dig a hole to hide myself in it. Maybe I should leave first. Ah good idea. “I-I need to go home. I f-forgot something…” I stuttered, trying my best to avoid eye contact with them. “Goodby—“

“Ah, look, my bus is arriving soon.” Junsu suddenly said before I could finish bidding goodbye. He stood up from the seat and faced me.

It was like a miracle had happened. I felt a body close into me and felt something brushed against my cheeks— his lips. Junsu had kissed me… on the cheeks. It was a short kiss but I felt my heart bursting with happiness. I heard Jaejoong gave a little squeal at the back.

I stared at Junsu in complete shock as he continued to give me his amazing smile. The sound of the bus engine could be heard. “I’m glad we’re actually sharing the same feelings, I’ll ask Jaejoong for your number,” he said before leaving for his bus.

I stood there completely dumbfounded as I watch the bus leave.

“Tell me what the hell just happened,” I said to Jaejoong the moment we got on the bus.

Jaejoong laughed. “Sure honey buns.”

It turns out that the day Jaejoong had decided to wait for me at the bus stop, he was surprised himself when he saw his cousin. They were talking before I had arrived and Jaejoong had asked Junsu to pretend to not to know him. Jaejoong said that he meant it as a prank. He didn’t tell Junsu my feelings because he respected me. (Tsk yeah right.) He was quite surprise himself with the outcome and that Junsu liked me too.

I sighed. “Well, things had happened.”

“Yeah! This is fate after all!” Jaejoong clapped his hands.

I touched the place where he left his kiss. This could be the start of something new.

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