[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] : IN TIME WITH YOU - FINAL CHAPTER

Chapter 7: The Aftermath

It was almost 2 am in the morning when the front door creaked open. I smiled at the sound of his footsteps. My heart swelled when I saw the man I hate to love appears with a silly smile plastered on his handsome face while entering the kitchen.

“Are you drunk?” I asked while arranging some zucchini strips on top of the kimbab I’m making. He's attending the after-party, he must've drink with the others. He shook his head adorably. Yup, he didn't smelled like he's having alcohol when he came near me.

“You look happy. You looked so cool tonight.” I smiled as I feel his hands snaking around my waist, pulling me closer to his chest.

[FANFICTION] : IN TIME WITH YOU - CHAPTER 6

Chapter 6: The Comeback

Hundreds of media companies’ representatives and thousands of fans were flocking the scene. Jamshil Stadium was about to witness its biggest event of the year. It was phenomenal as it was said that more than 90, 000 fans had came flying from all over the world just to witness their comeback.

Camera flashes were blinding as the biggest announcement in history is about to be made precisely at 8.00pm KST. The dark sky wasn’t even lit by the stars. The lights were shining the arena. I sat next to my boss, the CEO of CjeS with my heart thumping nervously. Next to him were the board members of SME.  It has been concluded after these long trialing years that CjeS and SME finally at peace, hence bringing them to this moment of truth.

[FANFICTION] : IN TIME WITH YOU - CHAPTER 5

Chapter 5: In Time With You, The Sappy Devil

“Yoobin, why are you calling at this hour? Aren’t you at school right now?” I’m worried. Yoobin never called me unless something totally wrong had happened.

“Ahjumma…” I winced at that. At 33, it felt really old being called ‘ahjumma’. She’s clearly sobbing her snot out according to her nasally voice. “Daddy won’t let me go with him tonight! Can’t you talk to him?” I can only sigh at the 5 years old’s request.

“Where are you right now?” Silently Yoobin said ‘at home’. “Is daddy home right now?” I further my query.

“He’s not. He went out to get his suit altered with Jaejoongie Oppa…” Still sobbing, Yoobin replied.

“Yoobin-sshi, its Jaejoong ahjusshi, not Oppa.” I can’t help it. She’s too young to call Jaejoong as ‘Oppa’. “Never mind, I will call your dad. Okay? Now stop crying and go watch TV or something.”

“Okay.  Halmoni isn’t home. I’m hungry.” Aww… I feel like smacking Park Yoochun so hard at that moment. How dare he leaves his little kid all alone starving at home?!

[FANFICTION] : IN TIME WITH YOU - CHAPTER 4

Chapter 4: In Time With You, The Realist

“Is everything ready for tonight?” I am talking through my phone with SME’s representative. Apparently everything gonna be as planned. Tonight, everything will be cleared out. I am so tired, I can feel my eyes getting droopy and about to doze off for a bit as I smelled a familiar perfume approaching me.

“Noona, why are you sleeping here?” Yeah, I am at the lobby. But the sofa was so comfortable. So I love to rest a bit at the warm lobby.

“It’s warm here. A bit tired. Do you have your recording here today?” Without opening my eyes, I know who the owner of that voice is. I let out a relieving sigh as I felt his strong hands massaging my stiff shoulder for a bit. He’s such a kind hearted younger brother.

“Yup, I just finished my final recording. I hate doing variety show, but apparently the viewers love me, so I’m doing it nonetheless.” He chuckled happily. I let out a proud smile carved over my face. The youngest member of TVXQ is now a fully grown man. “Junsu keep making you busy huh?”  He asked. I shook my head.

[FANFICTION] : IN TIME WITH YOU - CHAPTER 3

Chapter 3: In Time With You, The Drama Queen

Earlier that morning…

“Argh!!! Eyebags!!! How am I gonna go out today?!” and so he screamed as he looked over his face closely at the back of the silver spoon during breakfast.

“Gah! Drama queen. Stop fretting over your look and start eating!” I poured some milk into the cereal bowl and shoves it right in front of the depressed Kim Jaejoong. I can just shook my head as Jaejoong keeps on poking his eyebags with his index finger. So stubborn!

“I’m a CF king—“He opened his mouth as I shoved a spoonful cereal into his mouth and have the gut to continue “not a drama queen duh…” while munching the crispy cereal. His big eyes were eyeing the cereal bowl and his pink lips started to form a pout. Not to mention a crease forming in between his thick perfect brows. He’s stressing out over something.

“Yah, no strawberries? I need berries for my—”. I plopped in some fresh strawberries into his bowl to shut his smart-drama queen- mouth from making further rants. His bitchy rant session is the last thing I needed early in the morning.

[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] : IN TIME WITH YOU - CHAPTER 2

Chapter 2: In Time With You, The Retard

“Yes?” I tried so hard not to sound malicious over the other person on the phone.

“Hello?” There’s no reply so I’m planning to hang up. He’s always like this. It was always hard to talk to this one on the phone as the circumstances had always be retard-like or just stupidly silly. And I have no time for silly retarded stuff as I’m managing superstars like Kim Junsu.

Yup, I might sound cocky, but being Junsu’s manager has been physical and emotionally challenging. And yet this guy over the phone always manages to make me feels like pulling my hair off my scalp. I should have just ignored his call, but no. He might be annoyingly annoying, but I love him as much as I love Kim Junsu. So I decided to bear with it. I usually regretted my decision. Haha.

[FANFICTION] : IN TIME WITH YOU - CHAPTER 1

*A/N: In response to the most anticipated fanfic contest organized by Malaysian Cassiopeia Group, I gather my courage to kick off my laziness and tried to write a oneshot containing 2000 words. But yeah, i failed to put my thought in simple sentences, hence the birth of this simple chaptered fic. So I decided to write a new one and share this one with you guys. Forgive my grammatical errors and typos since I haven't send this fic for proof reading. Hope you'll be excited to write good oneshot for the contest. Enjoy!*

Chapter 1: In Time With You, The Narcissist

Inwardly, I laughed. Secretly. Like a stalker. Carefully, so I wouldn’t get caught while eavesdropping. But that doesn’t mean a knowing delightful smirk never escaped. I love watching, analyzing. That’s what I do best in my life. Observing. And yeah, listening is my best quality too.

“Hmm… I am gorgeous…” those vicious eyes confidently trailed over the fogged mirror while patting more shaving cream over his perfect jaw and chin. I can’t help but to hold down a giggle that was threatening to explode. This one sure is so full of himself.

Slowly he shaved away all the stubborn stubble maiming his perfect skin. All the while, confessing to god knows who, how good he looks. “I’m a perfect specimen of a man.” Sly smile drawn across his face while he checks his own muscular left arm. Roll my eyes I must or else I’d die right there and then. Maybe he’s talking to himself, one of the Gods. Okay, now that makes great sense to me.

[ONESHOT FANFIC: KILLING DECEMBER]

*A/N: Not beta-ed yet. So... haha... enjoy! =)*

It’s almost midnight but the city seems undead; just like the cigarette in between his fingers. Fiercely burning while the smoke astoundingly hung in the air, swirling. Just like his mind. Absentmindedly, he cursed the festive spirit his country owns but immediately corrects himself for being such bastard.

He then thought it was the stagnant silence within his condo that had killed his mood. He’s been considering going out to the crowd a few times but decided it would be too much. The crowd would drop everything at a mere sight of him. He doesn’t want that to happen. Not when everyone is suppose to focus on the celebration.

[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!