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20 April 2009 @ 07:41 pm
[fic] Deep; Chapter Six  
Title: Deep (6/?)
Authors: omen1x2 and sakura121
Rating: PG-13
Fandom: DBSK/TVXQ, Super Junior cameos
Pairing: JaeChun, HoSu, MinSu (more later)
Disclaimer: The setting’s mine. The characters aren’t.
Summary: Centuries in the future, humanity hasn’t moved onto the stars as previously theorized. As the earth changes, everything is covered by ocean, and underwater cities become the means of survival.

Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five

Chapter Six
Written by Omen-chan and Sakura-chan

Sometimes Junsu dreams of deep water. Rushing, suffocating, unbearable water that tastes like salt and clogs his nose and mouth until he feels like he’ll never be able to smell or taste anything else again.

Sometimes Yunho isn’t there to save him.

Sometimes… he doesn’t want to be saved.

Jaejoong sips lightly at his badly tasting artificial tea, for lack of anything better to do. Yoochun’s friend makes him feel uncomfortable, and he can’t understand why.

He’d smiled at Yoochun as soon as he’d seen them and brought them into his home, no questions asked. He hadn’t even asked too many questions about Jaejoong, although he must have had them, so prying curiosity couldn’t be the problem either.

He watches the two old friends interact with detached, intelligent eyes and wonders if it might be jealousy. He certainly had never before experienced a situation like this, with Yoochun knowing someone longer than they had known each other. It could be jealousy.

He decides to accept it as such, that his sinking feeling of mistrust is nothing more than that.


“So you’re an engineering student at the top university? Wow, Yoochun. And to think we used to play tag and scrape our knees together. You sure have come a long way.”

Yoochun grimaces. “Not really. It’s just my father that has, is all. Not me.”

“Still, that’s pretty amazing.” He glances over at Jaejoong. “Do you go to university with him too?”

Biting the inside of his lip, Yoochun steers the conversation away from the unusually silent older boy, wondering what could possibly be wrong. Jaejoong had seemed perfectly fine in the lift, and still fine on the walk here, but things seemed to have taken a sudden downward turn with him. He wonders if perhaps Jaejoong is tired.

The deck has never before been so quiet while the three of them were together there. Usually curses and jokes, playful fighting and teasing would break out amongst their work, but nothing of the sort is happening today.

Junsu is nearly writhing with guilt and shame. Wonders if Yunho had figured out what happened in the medical bay earlier. He and Changmin can’t even look at each other.

The silence is almost painful, occasionally broken by the beeping of a monitor or a grunted monosyllabic order from their captain.

Even their victory, when they finally accomplish it, gives way to silence afterwards.

Junsu can’t take it anymore and says loudly into the quiet, “It’s like the silence after a bad orgasm.”

Everyone laughs.

“Are you feeling okay, Jaejoong?”

A shrug. Jaejoong has always been good at the noncommittal answer.

“I’ve never seen you so quiet before.”

“Yes, you have.”

“… I didn’t see your father in that room.”

“Does he need to be present for me to be quiet?”

“It would explain a lot. Makes more sense than for you to be quiet because… whatever reason you were quiet for.”

“I just didn’t feel like talking.”

“Then something’s bothering you. And you aren’t okay. So don’t lie.”

Jaejoong frowns and turns his head to the wall. The white is scattered with scratches, and is even crumbling slightly in the corners. He wonders if the lower levels are even worse, and then rolls his eyes at himself. Of course they’re worse.

Yoochun turns on his side and wraps an arm around Jaejoong’s waist, pressing into his back. “Aren’t you going to tell me what’s wrong?” It wouldn’t have been the first time Jaejoong hadn’t told him something, but it didn’t mean he’d hate it any less.

Sighing, Jaejoong turns to face him. The bed they’re on is small, barely fitting the two of them, but neither of them mind. They’re used to tight spaces.

Yoochun smiles slightly at his lover. He likes this much better than staring at his back.

“I don’t know what’s wrong. So don’t ask, okay?”

He sighs, and nods, knowing that it’s the best response he’ll be able to get.

Junsu fiddles with his hands, fingers of his right hand pulling at the middle and third fingers of his left.

Yunho smiles at the sight. It’s an old habit of Junsu’s that he’d never been able to break, and Yunho’s glad. It’s endearing, this tiny shred of innocent childhood.

“Everyone was really quiet today.” Junsu bites his lip and pulls harder at his fingers. “Why were you so quiet, Yunho?”

His breath catches. He hadn’t expected such a direct attack, and he feels stupid for not expecting it. Junsu had never been one for evasive maneuvers or subtle tactics. “I was just thinking. Or, well, trying not to think.”

“About me?” His voice comes out as small and pained. He won’t look up from his fingers.

“Well…” Yunho runs a hand through his hair. He’d never been good at lying to Junsu, and even when he tried, it made him feel dirty, as if betraying Junsu’s trust is some kind of unholy crime. “Yeah. A bit. But it’s not your fault. It’s just this stupid conversation I had with Heechul.”

Junsu stops playing with his fingers, and his shoulders sag with deep, painful relief. He looks up at Yunho and smiles. “What about? Is he planning on drowning me for the fish?”

Yunho doesn’t laugh the way he expects. Instead, his eyes grow hard and fierce, and he reaches over to lay a hand on Junsu’s head, protective and strong. “No one’s drowning you.”

Saved again. This time, Junsu wants it.

It’s late, and Yoochun thinks that Jaejoong has finally fallen asleep, and wishes that he could too. But his mind swirls at a racing speed of thought, and he can’t fix on any of them long enough to stop the dizzying pace.

“I was nine when my father first hit me.”

The whirl in Yoochun’s brain stops, and every thought disappears. He can almost see them turn to dust.

Jaejoong’s eyes are still closed, and Yoochun would have sworn that Jaejoong’s asleep, but he knows that this isn’t Jaejoong sleep talking. Jaejoong never speaks in his sleep anyway; his mouth always clenches shut so tightly, as if worried that something could escape without his knowledge. He realizes that this is Jaejoong’s gift, for being unable to tell him what was wrong earlier. And, more importantly, an apology for hiding it from him for so long.

His hand, amazingly, doesn’t shake as he strokes Jaejoong’s hair. “What happened? How did it start?”

“It was about you.”

His hand stills, and Yoochun stares at him in horror.

“It was always about you.”

“Come on, get up. We’re going.”


“We’re running away.”

“… Okay.”

Yoochun’s already grabbing a few of Jaejoong’s things and stuffing them in his bag, and then moves towards Jaejoong just as he’s pulling off his shirt in order to grab some of his clothes.

He stops. Freezes.


“Jaejoongie, what…?”

It takes a few minutes, and that’s all Yoochun needs to know just how badly these scars hurt. He can see old ones combined with new, and he
knows that this is not just recent. And that Jaejoong had momentarily forgotten that it needed to be hidden…

Jaejoong doesn’t answer as he finishes changing, pulling his clothes on rougher than usual. He grabs the bag from Yoochun and starts packing.

Yoochun doesn’t pry-
can’t pry. Not with his chest aching so badly and those tears blinding him.

They both finish packing in silence.

~to be continued…~

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mixiahelle: Dong Bang Shin Gi~michellembam on April 21st, 2009 01:11 am (UTC)
I am a silent reader being silent no more!

I love how you write (: and I love how this fic is progressing.
Jaejoong ;___; and Yoochun, and Junsu and ugh just everyone and everything. I want more.
I shall patiently await the next update :D

Thank you for writing this and sharing ^^

Omen-chan: Kirito - Flowersomen1x2 on April 21st, 2009 01:14 am (UTC)
Ooo yay! I love getting new comments. ♥

And thank you so much! I'm glad you're enjoying it, and the constant angst isn't killing you too badly. v____v

I'll try to start updating quicker, I promise.
mixiahelle: Dong Bang Shin Gi~michellembam on April 21st, 2009 01:36 am (UTC)
I actually have a question.
I love your summary of the fic.
How did you come up with the setting? It's really interesting.
Did you dream about it or something?
Omen-chan: Junomen1x2 on April 21st, 2009 01:48 am (UTC)
It's. Um. Actually kind of insane, and you won't believe it. XD

I was watching The Colbert Report, and Stephen was having this interview with a writer about how humanity knows next to nothing about 80% of the planet (i.e. the ocean), and how we need to pull back on our space program and actually look into our own planet.

And that just sort of spun around in my head and I came up with this. XD
mixiahellemichellembam on April 21st, 2009 02:00 am (UTC)
Haha really? Wow.
Interesting. Interesting.
Well, I think you did an excellent job with it. It's so clear in my head ^^

I love The Colbert Report XD
Omen-chan: JaeChun Being Dorkyomen1x2 on April 21st, 2009 02:03 am (UTC)
I'm glad you like it. My brain just works in mysterious ways. XD

I love it tooooo! I'm all about The Daily Show and The Colbert Report. ♥
mixiahellemichellembam on April 21st, 2009 02:19 am (UTC)
Entertaining and informative :D

Well, I have to go to sleep now.
::shakes fist:: School beckons in the morning.
Thank you for an excellent bedtime story that will hopefully have me dreaming of your world ^^
Omen-chan: JaeChunomen1x2 on April 21st, 2009 02:38 am (UTC)
*hugs* Well, sleep well! School sucks.

And I hope you do. ^o^
thyluvlyname212thyluvlyname212 on April 21st, 2009 02:35 am (UTC)
YAY FOR THE COLBERT REPORT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! XD man i love that show more now for inspiring u to write up this plunny =3
Omen-chan: TVXQ - Changmin's Too Tallomen1x2 on April 21st, 2009 02:37 am (UTC)
Thanks much, darling. I kind of love telling people that story, because it's made of so much insane. XD
thyluvlyname212thyluvlyname212 on April 21st, 2009 02:38 am (UTC)
X3 hahah mine r just birthed randomly in my mind, like most of my plunnies. urs actually came from somewhere. ^_^"
Omen-chan: Hiroto - Cute <3omen1x2 on April 21st, 2009 02:39 am (UTC)
It depends on the story, really. But yes, usually they're ideas born from watching/reading/dreaming something and then I mix them around in my head subconsciously until I an idea pops out. XD
thyluvlyname212thyluvlyname212 on April 21st, 2009 02:42 am (UTC)
=P awesomeness. X3
mixiahellemichellembam on April 21st, 2009 05:06 pm (UTC)
I envy people who have those types of dreams ><;;
Meijaemeijin on April 27th, 2009 10:31 pm (UTC)
i like ur icon^^
there is a jaechun happening there. hahaha.
btw, i'm mei. yoroshiku.
mixiahellemichellembam on April 27th, 2009 10:53 pm (UTC)
hehe thank you (:
I'm Michelle ^^
Nice to meet you too~
Haruko-chanharuko_chan22 on April 21st, 2009 03:28 am (UTC)
blargh! thank GOD! i was missing good JaeChun hardcore these days...
thanks! ^^
Omen-chan: Star Wars - Elevator Rideomen1x2 on April 21st, 2009 03:31 am (UTC)
You're welcome! I'll try to update faster next time. ^^;;
Kender: キリト \\ freeloaderkinderegg88 on April 22nd, 2009 03:09 am (UTC)

I needed this. You have no idea how much I needed this. ♥
Omen-chan: Miyavi's Clothing is Always Optionalomen1x2 on April 22nd, 2009 03:14 am (UTC)
*snuggles* I'm glad I had it out for you then. ♥

You okay?
Kender: 成宮寛貴 \\ product placementkinderegg88 on April 22nd, 2009 02:21 pm (UTC)
*squishes* ♥

Yeah, it's just finals stress. x.x
Omen-chan: JaeChun 03omen1x2 on April 23rd, 2009 02:41 am (UTC)
Ugh, finals stress. I can understand that. ;____;
Meijaemeijin on April 27th, 2009 10:29 pm (UTC)
sugoi! an update. although i'm late :(

this part:
Jaejoong sips lightly at his badly tasting artificial tea, for lack of anything better to do. Yoochun’s friend makes him feel uncomfortable, and he can’t understand why.
--> i'm sure its jealousy.

He watches the two old friends interact with detached, intelligent eyes and wonders if it might be jealousy. He certainly had never before experienced a situation like this, with Yoochun knowing someone longer than they had known each other. It could be jealousy.
--> see? its really is right?
i love how u describe the jealousy into words.

I stopped a while when read this words: “It was always about you."
love it. simply beautiful.
Omen-chan: Jaejoong Playing Chessomen1x2 on April 28th, 2009 01:43 am (UTC)
Oh, thank you so much. I'm not going to explain what's going through Jaejoong's mind just now. XD

Yeah, I thought that was especially poignant and sweet and sad, even while I was writing it. *snuggles Joongie* ;____;
Meijaemeijin on April 28th, 2009 02:39 am (UTC)
yes, i could feel the sadness too.
.xsuju_addictx on December 14th, 2010 11:26 am (UTC)
QUOTE:“It was always about you.”