[FANFICTION] HIS DECEIVING LOOKS - CHAPTER 26

CHAPTER 26: WANTED-THE MAGNIFICENT AYDEN

*A/N: Finally! I always wanted to write something from Ayden’s point of view. So here we go... It’s Ayden’s POV! Enjoy~*

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-Ayden’s POV-

A few days back...

Grandma has been crying this morning. Grandpa seems to be mad too. What had Miss Elle and my dad done? Despite my dad’s weak state, I saw they’re all talking in loud voice. They are fighting over something involving marriage, child adopting and me. Ayden, that’s me, right?

“You are asking for our daughter to marry you when you know you are about to die?! That’s cruel, you know that?!” Grandpa looks so mad. There’re green veins popping his forehead. I’m worried for Grandpa’s health. I hope he didn’t have hypertension.

“Dad! He’s asking me to take care of Ayden. Understand him! I’m willing to do this. I’m not asking your permission. I’m asking for your support.” Miss Elle seems to be crying too. My dad’s asking Miss Elle to take care of me? Why is that? He thought he’s going to die soon, right? So he plans to make Miss Elle take care over me, is it?

“You can just adopt him. You don’t have to marry his dad to take care of Ayden.” Okay, Grandpa is no longer screaming. He looks sad and miserable. Why is everybody looking sad and miserable? Did I did something wrong? They were all talking about taking care of me. I don’t need to be taken care of. I can take care of myself!

“Dad—“ Miss Elle were trying to coax Grandpa I guess. But Grandpa cut her off. I’m scare that Grandpa is being mad like that. He looks like bad people in movies.

“No, Elle! I’m not going to let you destroy your future! This is a serious matter!”

[FANFICTION] HIS DECEIVING LOOKS - CHAPTER 25

CHAPTER 25: DECADENT

*A/N: I have nothing to say... I’m dead tired.*

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-Author’s POV-

It’s one in the morning. He can’t sleep. Both of his pale hands shivered as he clutches the rim of the sink. He felt his whole body shook as he holds himself from having another fit. He felt fragile. Sick. His chest felt tight. No air. So he gasped for more, he stares at his reflection displayed on the wide mirror. He’s pale beyond normal. Sweating like he had been running thousands of mile. His nostril flares as he took as much air as he could afford. Then he coughed again. His eyes felt hot and wet, throat sore, chest burning like he had never felt before. He clasps his left hand onto his mouth, not wanting the others to hear him out. He clutches his right hand over his stomach. The muscle was contracting painfully as he coughs his lungs out. And then he froze. There’s a copper taste inside his mouth. He turns his blurry gaze over his left palm. There’s something wet on it.

Blood.

He spits the copper taste out into the sink. It’s been like that lately. He continues coughing his lungs out and felt his whole limbs weak. His knees felt like buckling every now and then. He had to hold himself by leaning over the sink. The copper taste of blood became thicker and thicker with every fit coming. His eyes went more blurry as tears starts to dwell in it. He can’t see properly. His hand wanders, trying to reach over the pipe. The pain is killing him.

[FANFICTION] HIS DECEIVING LOOK - CHAPTER 24

CHAPTER 24: DEATH WISH-TWO INDIRECT KISSES TO MAKE MY CELEB HUBBY WENT CRAZY

*A/N: Look at the title of this chapter! It is so scandalous! LOL!!! XD... I’ve been listening to 4minute’s Funny nonstop for 3 hours & I think I’ve gone crazy- unfortunately.*

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“I’m late!!!” I ran to the front door. “Mum, where’s my phone?!” I spun around looking for it. I heard my mum babbling on the background- complaining to someone about my annoying habit; misplacing stuff here and there. She adds a few more rants about me being hard to woken up in the morning. I heard another voice chuckles funnily. Ugh! Where the hell is that phone?! Gosh I’m a mess!

I went through my stuff in my larger than life handbag a couple more times. Where is it?!

“Miss Elle! Your phone!” I saw little Ayden running from kitchen across the living room. His little feet looking so fast running with a speed of light towards me. Have I told you before that Ayden move faster than The Flash? He is the mini-me of The Flash! My white phone is in his left hand. Aww... Thank you god for your benevolent gift- Ayden... I can perfectly feel a smile creeping up my face.

“Ayden! Don’t run!” I heard my mum said that in union with Yoochun. Then I saw Yoochun’s strong arms swept Ayden’s running form off the ground causing the little angel to scream gleefully. He held Ayden possessively in his embrace. Ayden laughing form seems glowing in his dad’s embrace. 

[FANFICTION] HIS DECEIVING LOOK - CHAPTER 23

THE THIN LINE BETWEEN LOVE & LOVE 

“Daddy,” Ayden was lying on top of Yoochun’s broad chest. His head was moving upside down ever so slightly whenever his dad breathes. Yoochun hummed a little, giving the silent permission to Ayden to continue his query. His eyes were fixed outside the room, through the widely open sliding door- staring at the sky as the strong wind blowing the white light curtain off the large door, leading his vision outside to the balcony. 

“What song is Eddy playing?” Ayden murmured his question while looking up at his daddy’s face. Yoochun smiled back at Ayden. He heard it too. Eddy apparently was practicing his guitar. The sound was calming. 

“I don’t know, Ayden. Why don’t you ask him later?” Yoochun place his left hand on Ayden’s small head, making Ayden chuckles gleefully. The small boy hugs Yoochun even tighter. “Do you love music, Ayden?” Yoochun asked. 

[FANFICTION] HIS DECEIVING LOOK - CHAPTER 22

 I LOVE HIM NOT, MAYBE~

*A/N: Listening to Taylor Swift’s Invisible.*

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- Back to Elle’s POV-

“You need to make him go back to Seoul, Elle! You have no other choice.” I swallow the lump I’m imagining existed in my throat. My body is shaking. Ryn’s voice over the telephone echoes in my head, thumping. It creates a new headache. I move my left fingers to massage my throbbing temple. 

“How is that, Ryn? Even Jaejoong couldn’t! I can’t just chase him out of my house! He got Ayden with him for god sake! Gosh, Ryn... Help me!” My voice sounds nasally. I’ve been crying and my nose is starting to get runny. I use my palm to clean my wet face. I must’ve look like a mad girl. “I’m running out of time here, Ryn. I wish I could take his place. He’s suffering! If only you saw him last night, Ryn.” I sense Ryn been crying too by the soft sound of someone sobbing at the end of the phone. Something sharp was definitely been stabbed straight to my heart over and over again. We’re both sobbing, failed in our attempt to hold our tears back. 

[FANFICTION] HIS DECEIVING LOOK - CHAPTER 21

LOVE BYE LOVE 

*A/N: My playlist: Doubt & Trust- Access, Wana- The Back Horn, Prisoner of Love- Utada Hikaru, Heartbreaker- G-Dragon, Love Bye Love, Taxi & Stand By U-Tohoshinki, & Shelter- Jaejoong & Yoochun... listening to them over and over while writing the latest chapters. I’m in black mood~*

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-Author’s POV-

The white room was dark- dimly lighted with a candle. The neighbourhood was having a sudden black out. Junsu smiled as he saw that tall figure leaning against the window pane- pondering while looking outside the window, staring at the stars. He moves slowly, not wanting to surprise the other male. 

“Junsu, I need to talk.” The other male apparently could sense his presence. Junsu sense the coldness in that voice but he ignores it. The wind blows so hard into the room. It almost deafening. He saw the other male closed the window.

Junsu sighed while weakly smiled. “Can’t you just pretend that you didn’t hear me coming?” Junsu chuckle cutely. He continues walking towards the lean figure. He stops right at the other male’s back. He notices the other went stiff as he snakes his strong arms around the other male’s slim waist.

[FANFICTION] HIS DECEIVING LOOK - CHAPTER 20

HOLD ME WHILE I’M ASLEEP

*A/N: it's so hard to make this chapter! sigh... sorry for the late update ^__^... hope u'll enjoy reading it! Thanks Skye Lin, my beta reader :) *

Now, imagine yourself holding someone u love while u r sleeping... it's heaven! 

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I can’t remember how I ended up here, trapped under the warm blanket and equally warm-hard, heaving chest. There’s a strong smell all over me; not bad at all. The air smells musky, a bit salty, like the ocean; the smell of sweat. My sleepy brain was trying to recall every single thing that happened last night. I glance over my left wrist, looking over my watch. It’s still early, barely passing five in the morning. 

I felt something strong pulling me closer, forcing the left side of my head to meet the wet, pulsing warm neck. I saw a pale strong arm drape over my waist. I can perfectly feel my left side being wet over the warmth radiated by the other body. Then, I heard the sound of his breathing. It sounds sickeningly hard to me. Worries were seeping over my mind, taking over my sleepy state. I’m in my bed with Park Yoochun. 

[FANFICTION] HIS DECEIVING LOOK - CHAPTER 19

MY SAVIOUR

*A/N: Thanks for reading d previous chapters... Thanks a million to those who always been a great support to me... And thanks to my beta reader- Skye Lin ^__^* ENJOY~

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“Aw, that hurt!” Jaejoong winced at us. “Are you crazy?!!” He glares at Ryn.

Ryn smacked Jaejoong. “How dare you treat Elle like that?” Ouch! That must be painful! She smacked him again! Oh gosh, Ryn! Hahaha!

“How dare you walk away like that? She saved your best friend! She deserves to know what the hell is happening to Yoochun!” Ryn who had been silent all this while seems to be very angry. I can’t help but to smirk at the fact that Ryn, who had adored and idolized Jaejoong over years, was now raging like a lioness over how he was treating me.

“You’re Elle?” Jaejoong is still wincing over his hurt back. I bet there’ll be bruises. I inwardly roll over the floor, laughing at the whole “throwing Jaejoong with shoes and smacking him with a handbag” situation. Ryn, if this was South Korea; you’d be murdered by his fans!

[FANFICTION] HIS DECEIVING LOOK - CHAPTER 18

WHAT THE HELL?!

*A/N: Sorry for the late update... I lost my grandma last Wednesday~ So... here we go~Thanks a million to those who support me... For new readers, your comments & reviews are most appreciated! <3 Thanks to Skye Lin, my dear Beta Reader :) *

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My mom stares at the both of us as if we suddenly grew another head. I ate my breakfast quietly and threw a deadly glare to my left when I felt another leg touching my left leg under the table. The person meant for that glare is smiling like a goner, eating his fried noodles with a knowing look. A stupid smirk crossed his face, eyes glinting with never ending mischievousness.

“There is plenty of space! Can’t you move?!” I snapped at him. He just acts as if I wasn’t there; continuing to feast on my mom’s delicious home-made fried noodles. I’m not angry at all. Trust me, but this is nerve-wrecking! His right leg is rubbing teasingly at the side of my left. I can’t hold it any longer. “You know what, I hate you!” I glare at his teasing gaze.

“Elle… Care to explain? What’s with your snappy attitude this early?” My mom just can’t let me off the hook, can she? I so don’t want to explain anything to her, so I shut myself off. I took a brief glance over at the old clock hanging on the wall. It is still early. I bathed extra fast this morning and dressed up with the same pace too. My heart was burning to leave the house as soon as possible! I just can’t be under one roof with that insufferable male today. Not today. I might kill him if I did!

[FANFICTION] HIS DECEIVING LOOK - CHAPTER 17

MY BORING LIFE IS ACTUALLY NOT THAT SUCKS


*A/N: Missed Elle & Ayden??? They’re back! Yay!!! Elle’s POV*Here comes another short update... been too busy... sorry my loyal reader... Beta-ed by Skye Lin :)

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A prince in a black Audi R8 was just what I needed.

Why is it so noisy? The birds are chirping. Where did my dream stop just now? The prince in the black Audi... What’s poking my butt? Ugh! That hurt! Can’t people just let me sleep? I need my beauty sleep! Tch!

“Ouch!” I rub my sore, left butt absentmindedly, groaning while doing it; definitely not feminine, but who cares. It hurt. Plus, who would have known. Just then, I heard giggles at the edge of my ears, lulling me back to my heavenly sleep. “Miss Elle...” I heard that small voice again. Apparently that little creature is real. None of my two, hellish days were a dream. I open my eyes slowly. It’s still dark as I saw that the pink, heavy curtain shielding my sister’s bedroom’s window had not been touched by the sun’s rays.

“Miss Elle... Wake up...” I heard Ayden’s small voice again, waking me up while his small hands were shaking my butt off.

[FANFICTION] HIS DECEIVING LOOK - CHAPTER 16

I KNOW WHO KILL MY BEAUTY SLEEP

-WARNING: EXPLICIT (MINOR) CONTENT. MAY NOT SUITABLE FOR UNDERAGE OR THOSE WHO IS AGAINST HOMOSEXUALITY-

*A/N: Still, this chapter is my POV, not Elle’s, though I started to think as Elle. That’s creepy. Beta-ed by the sweet Skye Lin :) I felt like being a sweetheart author today... So i posted another chapter.... ook me a couple days to finish this chapter... Hope you'll like it! Still, inspired by reading too much angst fanfics~ My head has gone mental all of the angst! enjoy~*

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The room smelled fresh—almost sporty, not feminine like he had thought it would be when he first came into the white-red room, considering it was Elle’s room. Jaejoong always sprayed his favourite perfume here and there, annoying him nonchalantly in their room. He looked over his shoulder at the sleeping Ayden and moved his right hand, touching small bumps where he knew Ayden’s little feet were hidden under the thick blanket. He traced his slim fingers over the material, recalling a memory that etched deeply in his head. It was so deep that he thought the memory was carved to his heart too.

“How on earth can loving you not be fucking worth it?”

[FANFICTION] HIS DECEIVING LOOK - CHAPTER 15

WHAT MATTERS THE MOST?

*A/N: Author’s POV, not Elle’s*Here's a short chapter... Beta-ed by Skye Lin

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Yunho gasped for the air that seemed to be thickening every minute that they sat there; his gaze swept over Changmin’s. Both were flickering with some sort of tension and strain. The youngest of them all suddenly looked much older than he was. There was a deep crease in between his dark eyebrows. Changmin was obviously thinking hard.

“Don’t worry Eomeoni... Jaejoong is safe. I know he is. He just needs time to rest and clear up his head.” Yunho smiled reassuringly at Mrs. Kim, Jaejoong’s mother. The older woman had been clasping her wrinkled hands over Yunho’s, anchoring towards him like as if she’d be blown away by the wicked storm created by her own son otherwise.

“I hope he’s going to his real mother. I can’t think any other place he would be.” Mrs. Kim sobbed the words, and concern deeply adorned her features.

[FANFICTION] HIS DECEIVING LOOK - CHAPTER 14

CRAZY IN LOVE

*A/N: Update~! Just a warning. This fic gonna have yaoi-ish stuff from now on lols! This one is author’s POV, not Elle’s. Thanks for the generous review and comments... New readers, thanks for reading! To Skye Lin, thanks for your hard work beta-ing this chap :)*

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“Guide book… check… articles… check…” He was mumbling to himself as the hairs on the back of his neck started to prickle again. He could sense people staring at him ever since he stepped into the airport that afternoon, but the girl who sat two seats across his succeeded in wrecking his nerves. “Stop staring at me,” his patience whacked. He sent a glare to the girl who had been ogling him since their flight departed two hours ago.

The young girl smiled nervously at him. Jaejoong inhaled as much air as his lungs could afford to accommodate to calm his irritation. That girl must be a fan. He shouldn’t act that way to a fan. “What can I do for you?” He asked, trying to sound genuine and not bothered. The effect was rather fast. The girl practically shoved a CD and a marker right in his face. She was not literally shoving it, but her lightning fast reflexes, his brain only managed to process it as shoving.

[FANFICTION] HIS DECEIVING LOOK - CHAPTER 13

THE HIDE AND SEEK GAME

*A/N: Author’s POV, not Elle’s*
Beta-ed by Skye Lin

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He sat comfortably behind his wide desk, closing his tired eyes for a while. He had been attending several meetings since morning, mainly discussing the tremor his company was facing lately when the lawsuit against his boys was heatedly discussed by the media. It had been months, but the effects were tremendous. Fans started to boycott whatever product they were selling. They stopped attending concerts they held. He had to do something. Inside his head, there were thumping sounds, portraying the headache he’d been having.

“Anything I should know?” He asked when he heard his assistant come in with silent steps. He opened his eyes, eyeing the assistant. There was a red file in his left hand and a small laptop grasped firmly in his right.

The middle aged assistant inhaled a deep breath before stating “We already located his whereabouts. Apparently he is with his son, and I think he has someone else with him,” He opened his laptop to show something after handing the red file to his employer, and then clicking the play button to play one of the videos he had found on the internet.

[FANFICTION] HIS DECEIVING LOOK - CHAPTER 12

IT HURTS FOR HAVING TO CARE

*A/N: Back at Elle’s POV.... XD*

Beta-ed by Skye Lin :)

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My dad stared at Yoochun with an unreadable expression. “You’re married?” I noticed that Yoochun had his hands grasped into a tight fist. Maybe he was nervous.

“No sir—“Yoochun tried to explain his Ayden relationship situation, but was cut off by my dad.

“So this child here—“

“I’m Ayden!” Ayden huffed at my dad for referring to him as ‘this child’. My dad’s lips seemed to be twitching; I couldn’t stop myself from smiling. My dad had a soft spot in his heart for this smart kid—I knew he did.

[FANFICTION] HIS DECEIVING LOOK - CHAPTER 11

THE THING I MISSED THE MOST

*A/N: This chapter is not Elle’s point of view... It’s the authors’ XD*

Beta-ed by Skye Lin :)

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He flipped his light brown fringe over his forehead and examined his face in the small mirror, trying to search for something wrong with his appearance. A frown appeared, causing a deep crease to form on his perfect forehead. He blinked several times. 

“Eye bags... Ugh!” He rubbed his tired eyes that resulted from his lack of sleep for more than 48 hours. He had too many things to think over...

A deep voice snapped his focus away from the small mirror. “Oi, stop touching your face! You’ll start to get zits if you keep doing that!“

He rolled his eyes, obviously annoyed. “I’m perfect, nothing will happen to my skin you dumb...“. He started to smooth out the dark circles that started to look dreadful on his flawless porcelain skin.

“You need to rest,” The voice behind him stated, but he didn’t bother to respond. He stopped his inward cursing, hoping the guy who sat behind him would leave him alone. “I know you have not been sleeping properly since Yoochun was—“. At the mention of that name, he threw the mirror he was holding straight at the door, smashing it in one blow, perfectly shutting up the other guy.

[FANFICTION] HIS DECEIVING LOOK - CHAPTER 10

A PLACE I CALL HOME

Beta-ed by Skye Lin :)


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My mom is a housewife who loves to watch TV and spends her free time at home, watching TVXQ music videos every day. She was practically a big fan of them as well! Silly me, I should’ve known this would happen if I planned to bring any TVXQ members home with me. She screams at me when I watch TVXQ videos instead of studying, not bothering to admit that she’s a fan of them too. When she fainted like this, I just had to laugh at her silliness! She loves them, I knew it!

“What’s happening to your mom? Is she okay?” There was a concern look on Yoochun’s face. He helped me carry my petite mom back into the house and put her on the sofa.

“Yes, she’s fine. She was just surprised...” I laughed at my own answer. Surprised was not even the perfect word. Overwhelmed would have been more precise. I fantasized about what would happen if Jaejoong appeared at our door. I swear she’d get a heart attack! Sometimes I wonder if she loved Jaejoong more than my dad...

[FANFICTION] HIS DECEIVING LOOK - CHAPTER 9

MY SOAP OPERA LIKE LIFE

beta-ed by Skye Lin :)

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I blinked my eyes again, unable to utter even a word to protect my pride when the very guy that had stolen my heart snickered at me. His eyes wandered from me to Ayden who lay in my arms, then to Yoochun. He snorted at us and I practically felt my heart bleeding. How in the world did I fall for someone as snobbish and rude as him?

“It seems to me that the rumors were rather true..“Adam’s smirk made me want to tear his face into pieces.

“What rumors?“Feeling offended, I replied with a distasteful expression.

[FANFICTION] HIS DECEIVING LOOK - CHAPTER 8

I SAW YOU AT THE END OF THIS TUNNEL

Thanks Skye Lin my beta reader! :)


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Everything was starting to get vivid now. How on earth did we end up in this crowded train of all places? The train is moving fast. I looked down at my complexion through the dark glass door of the train. I wore my jeans and a sloppily printed shirt. I buttoned up a couple of buttons that I noticed flailing on my midsection. My usually there scarf was nowhere to be found. My shoulder length hair was in a mess, and I tried to rule my unruly straight hair using my fingers desperately. I hated looking like a mess. 

Where am I again? I tried to find the usual information board stuck at the train’s wall; just a few stations before my destination. I felt people eyeing me, like I was exposed; I was uncomfortable. What’s happening? I remember falling asleep, and I remember the chaotic morning when my slumber was suddenly being invaded by Ayden pulling me off the sofa just to wake me up..

“Miss Elle—“I felt a small hand touch my head, raking my messy hair. Trying to rule it up, I almost jumped at the proximity of his small face to mine.

[FANFICTION] HIS DECEIVING LOOK - CHAPTER 7

COCONUT TREES IN MY BACK LAWN

When the clock struck 12, Ayden’s body temperature went up again. Despite his active behaviour, he started to have a headache and began coughing his lungs out. After feeding him the medicine given by the insufferable doctor, I watched Yoochun lull Ayden with his embrace. I don’t know how many times my heart had clenched with this uneasiness today. I don’t know what song he used to lull Ayden, but despite the heartwarming sound, I felt his pain. I saw him kissing Ayden’s head every once in a while...

Dad, do you become like that whenever I fell sick?

“Did he sleep yet?” I ask him from afar; Yoochun nodded a little, kissed Ayden’s forehead twice, and then tucked him soundly under the thick blanket. Slowly he moved off the bed, walking silently towards the sofa I’m sitting on. He stood next to it for quite some time looking outside the wet window. He didn’t seem like he would bother to sit, so I grabbed his left hand, asking him to sit next to me. Shockingly, he obeys.