[KPOP RPS] Ficlet: Anything but perfect {dbsk}
Title: Anything but perfect
Rating: PG
Pairing: Yunho/Jaejoong
Warnings: None
Word count: 495
Summary: Jaejoong sings until his voice is raw and his lips are cracked. He sings until he doesn’t think he can sing anymore. But he tries. He tries and he keeps trying until Yunho pulls him into his arms, begging him to stop.
A/N: Written for
kpop_prompts prompt #2 Accept. My prompt table can be found here.
Jaejoong sings until his voice is raw and his lips are cracked. He sings until he doesn’t think he can sing anymore. But he tries. He tries and he keeps trying until Yunho pulls him into his arms, begging him to stop.
“Stop, that’s enough.”
Jaejoong thinks it’ll never be enough.
Jaejoong dances until his legs give out under him. The practice room floor is cool against his bare skin, his sweat soaked shirt long since shucked off in favour of ease of movement.
Five minutes. Five more minutes and then he’ll get up and dance again. He’ll get up and try again. This time, this time he’ll get it for sure.
He dances and he dances and he dances until Yunho forces him to stop. Until Yunho stills his movement with gentle hands and kind, murmured words.
“Shhhh, that’s enough.”
Jaejoong thinks it’ll never be enough.
Jaejoong looks over the Japanese text books until the words, the Hiragana, the Hangul, it all swims and blurs and fades in front of his eyes. Until it doesn’t make sense anymore, as if it made any sense in the first place. He reads until his headaches and he feels dull and tired. He sounds out unfamiliar words, tastes them on his tongue. He talks and he talks and he talks until he doesn’t think he’ll ever understand anything ever again. He talks until Yunho snatches the books away from him, sits on them so Jaejoong can’t get at them.
“Enough, Jae, enough.”
Jaejoong doesn’t think it will ever be enough.
He never feels ready. Doesn’t think he’ll ever be ready.
Yunho whispers words of encouragement, whispers them into Jaejoong’s mouth as he kisses him. Yunho writes them on Jaejoong’s skin with his hands as he caresses him. Jaejoong feels the outline of the words, feels Yunho trace them with his fingers, with his lips, with his tongue. Jaejoong can’t tell what the words are but he knows they must be beautiful.
Jaejoong always wakes before the alarm, wakes before he has to, wakes before anyone else. He has to get up, has to practice. Has to be perfect.
Jaejoong feels like it will never be enough. Feels he will never be enough.
He slips out of bed, he thinks he’s quiet, he thinks the others are still sleeping. He thinks no one notices when he leaves.
Jaejoong sings and he dances and learns. He sings and he dances and he learns. He sings and he dances and he learns. He sings and he dances and he learns. He sings and he dances and he learns.
Jaejoong doesn’t think it will ever be enough. It will never be perfect. He’ll never be perfect.
“You don’t have to be.” Yunho tells him. Tells him over and over again. Yunho tells him he’s already perfect. Tells him he’s been perfect all along.
Jaejoong doesn’t think he’ll ever be good enough. Doesn’t think he’ll ever be enough.
.end
Rating: PG
Pairing: Yunho/Jaejoong
Warnings: None
Word count: 495
Summary: Jaejoong sings until his voice is raw and his lips are cracked. He sings until he doesn’t think he can sing anymore. But he tries. He tries and he keeps trying until Yunho pulls him into his arms, begging him to stop.
A/N: Written for
kpop_prompts prompt #2 Accept. My prompt table can be found here.Anything but perfect
Jaejoong sings until his voice is raw and his lips are cracked. He sings until he doesn’t think he can sing anymore. But he tries. He tries and he keeps trying until Yunho pulls him into his arms, begging him to stop.
“Stop, that’s enough.”
Jaejoong thinks it’ll never be enough.
Jaejoong dances until his legs give out under him. The practice room floor is cool against his bare skin, his sweat soaked shirt long since shucked off in favour of ease of movement.
Five minutes. Five more minutes and then he’ll get up and dance again. He’ll get up and try again. This time, this time he’ll get it for sure.
He dances and he dances and he dances until Yunho forces him to stop. Until Yunho stills his movement with gentle hands and kind, murmured words.
“Shhhh, that’s enough.”
Jaejoong thinks it’ll never be enough.
Jaejoong looks over the Japanese text books until the words, the Hiragana, the Hangul, it all swims and blurs and fades in front of his eyes. Until it doesn’t make sense anymore, as if it made any sense in the first place. He reads until his headaches and he feels dull and tired. He sounds out unfamiliar words, tastes them on his tongue. He talks and he talks and he talks until he doesn’t think he’ll ever understand anything ever again. He talks until Yunho snatches the books away from him, sits on them so Jaejoong can’t get at them.
“Enough, Jae, enough.”
Jaejoong doesn’t think it will ever be enough.
He never feels ready. Doesn’t think he’ll ever be ready.
Yunho whispers words of encouragement, whispers them into Jaejoong’s mouth as he kisses him. Yunho writes them on Jaejoong’s skin with his hands as he caresses him. Jaejoong feels the outline of the words, feels Yunho trace them with his fingers, with his lips, with his tongue. Jaejoong can’t tell what the words are but he knows they must be beautiful.
Jaejoong always wakes before the alarm, wakes before he has to, wakes before anyone else. He has to get up, has to practice. Has to be perfect.
Jaejoong feels like it will never be enough. Feels he will never be enough.
He slips out of bed, he thinks he’s quiet, he thinks the others are still sleeping. He thinks no one notices when he leaves.
Jaejoong sings and he dances and learns. He sings and he dances and he learns. He sings and he dances and he learns. He sings and he dances and he learns. He sings and he dances and he learns.
Jaejoong doesn’t think it will ever be enough. It will never be perfect. He’ll never be perfect.
“You don’t have to be.” Yunho tells him. Tells him over and over again. Yunho tells him he’s already perfect. Tells him he’s been perfect all along.
Jaejoong doesn’t think he’ll ever be good enough. Doesn’t think he’ll ever be enough.
.end