Piriformis Syndrome Impotence

That was not love


Well, the two finally arrived. Hope you like it and sorry for the delay. Happy Year of the Tiger
for girls born in 1986: DD
Warnings:
hate HoMin but makes an appearance here. TT
Yunjae (unilateral), hominids (implicit) MinHyung (oO?)

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That Was not love love That was not
Vancouver, Canada, Sunday February 6. 12:15
had spent many hours crying. Looking at the clock forward and being so quiet in the room completely dark. He sighed and sometimes, just sometimes look at the sky and thought if I was doing the right thing or not. I really do not know. Do not know if I had done well to leave town without telling anyone, except perhaps to his companion, the man who slept in the same bed, around his waist.
could not help thinking about what he had done. However, should not care what others think. Not even that person.
closed his eyes and could not remember their cruel words ... "- I do not care! Nothing was certain. I lied. For the love of God, do not believe that going to notice a man like you or I? "However
believed his sweet eyes had meant something. Thought he saw something in her eyes, something that seemed so real.
be separated from that arm and got out of bed. I could see it was snowing outside. The thin flakes of snow falling slowly and it was 12:25 am. How many already have sent their congratulations wish you all the happiness in the world? Will the little he had taken the opportunity to confess? Would he have noticed since he has not sent him anything? Surely not.
After all, he had only received some beautiful flowers without sender's birthday and congratulations of all his friends but never a message from him. Did not hear him say over the phone:
- "Congratulations, Boo. I wish you many more years of happiness and life ... "" Then I could see the smile Jae overwhelming leader and would like to get him in a room with him, and be able to realize all the dreams that haunted him every night ...
But the call never came. That could mean only one thing ... and Jae flatly refused to accept it because he ... he had feelings for the leader of DBSK. Still could not identify what was that feeling but hearing the voice of the man, feel his arms around his neck or waist sent intense heat flows throughout your body. And then her voice, whispering things in his ear. And he, he could barely control himself.
He recalled the awards ceremony in Japan.
He had come with Yoochun and Junsu, but he was very anxious to see it. To talk about what happened, what they might do when everything back to normal. But could not get to see you understood everything. The man did not belong to more. Perhaps he had never belonged to any form he wished.
smiled bitterly to remind arm reach and what was part of the night did not separate at all. That child was too cunning. Since that time, Jae knew what he was capable your donsaeng. Cunning and cruel, manipulative and highly intelligent, always aware of what their leader to think and suggest. Always supported. And he, he was only a spectator of it. What I felt did not matter much now. Was separated, far from that, both physically and spiritually.
- "... Yunho Yunho Yunho ... ..."
His name was repeated in his head every time with more intensity and speed. Increasingly high and painful. It seemed that the echo of his name would go crazy anytime.
A voice caught his attention. His companion seemed to be talking in his sleep.
-Minho ... "I heard murmur and then turn around to embrace the pillow. Jae smiled
fun even though what I was feeling at that time. You should not feel bad, but the pain in his chest is not going and he did not know what to do to calm the intense desire he had to rush out to Seoul to see it, even from a distance. I wanted to meet her dark eyes, wanted to see his eyes shining with happiness. I wanted ... I wanted so much ...
opened the window and stepped onto the balcony. It was very cold but could not compare with what I felt at that time. Probably so much sadness and unrequited love was suffocating. Those feelings were leaving cold as cold as the cold wind rushing, dipping his pajamas, sneaking into your skin making it tremble.
That feeling was dying along with their desire to call Yunho, to confess everything that was going through his mind at the time. Because it was Jung Yunho's birthday and he was miles away. It was not to call. Not because he did the day of his birthday ... honestly it was better to let that which was born suddenly died in it without hope.
Yes, that was the best. If there was possibility of something, he was charged with killing her. That was better, as his friend, he was living for that feeling, that was all that would give strength to face all that come after the situation was settled. Fervently hoped that everything was settled, after all, no one deserved to lose in that case.
looked at the sky and cried, but this time, he wept for the pain to go away and let him live in peace. His feelings would not let him work. His love for Jung Yunho was cold and white as snow, but like this in the heat of the sun fade away ...
After all, it was not love.
... ... ....
Ahem!
Did you realize that this is shorter than the previous? Cursed muso's all your fault What
XDD I can say? This part was ... eh ... strange. My Jae went very depressed and negative all the way but ...
What the front was resolved though perhaps very rare. My hatred for the left in this part HoMin
uu Sorry for the fans of the hominid, but it is good part of my hatred to write something.
I hope you liked it and leave comments with suggestions, tomato-...
My fic XDD It's you is going well ...
Mina Matta ne!

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author notes

Devils! It took me three hours to be over the head to write something worthwhile. Although is a week late this is my present for Jae-oppa. XD

He knows that I love and that is my favorite. : D

This is also the fiction that debíaa a friend, I hope you like it a lot like all readers. Leader-sshi I think I was completely emo and OOC but only he knows how good it really is and about the text. Huh, I dunno, you decide whether or not it's worth.

the continent, I hope the day of birthday Yunho ...

Thanks for reading and Matta ne mine! -------------

secret love

Tuesday 26 January, Seoul, South Korea

12 : 01 am.

He had been several minutes walking around in bed unable to sleep, and barely getting it for some reason he woke up suddenly with a feeling of despair No chest. I was trying to sleep early as it had intended after dining out with friends and tell Changmin please nobody bothered until the next day as they would have an important meeting with the company knew that the demand would not be anything fun to hear the sermons of their leaders.

looked at the clock. It was twelve to ten. Unconsciously looked at the calendar hanging on the wall, and first ignored the beautiful woman in the picture, his eyes on the day it was. Twenty-six of January. Knew that meant, but he refused to play into the hands of sending a nice message telling him to spend a happy day and would like to be by her side to give lots of hugs. I wish I was in Japan along with Ely the other kids and spend the day eating cake and beer. Why send a bloody message? If you knew that you would mock that he appreciated the gesture but it was not necessary. And then he would be facing each other to tell on his face that everything was fake, it was all a lie, which had only made by compromise, he felt nothing more for another friend.

was naive if he thought he was going to be eagerly awaiting his message when in fact he had more friends with whom he shared more things with him. Clearly remembered that before going to Japan, they had discussed and said things that had hurt a lot, so much hatred had arisen that Yoochun had to intervene to prevent them from reaching a collision, Junsu had screaming that did not understand, the best thing for all was to leave the apartment, so it should be. Yunho was, maybe a little sad about being separated from his family who were, however, resentment and pride had been more than those weird feelings I had toward ...

Yunho got out of bed and walked to the balcony. Outside only the street lamps lit up the place. In the distance I could hear the sound of ambulances breaking the silence of the night. He sat on the floor, sighed and looked at the sky. Was clear but was in a strong wind that chilled his skin.

The clock moved slowly. I could hear clearly how he spent every second. Ticking, putting a little more nervous. Occasionally saw her moving there in the bureau. Waiting, as if he knew that sooner or later the leader of DBSK was going to yield to the temptation to dial the number she knew by memory, wait until he answered; whole body will tremble when they hear the sweet voice of that person to say "Ahn nyeong " * or perhaps "Moshi moshi " to practice your Japanese. Just had to walk a few steps to end this unhealthy need to know that I had thought both he and Yunho did.

looked again at the sky, some dark clouds came closer from afar. "There were also rained when he was born? They said the rain meant misfortune or the announcement of a good thing.

To Yunho was someone good from the first time I met him.

"-H-Hi. Jung Yunho, I was reminded himself about fifteen years, still nervous and suspicious around that change, but very excited about what could be achieved. The boy looked thin and pale in front of you. Just had refused to greet him and even to issue a look.

He looked up and down as if it were unworthy of his presence. Yunho had been rescued from that by Yoochun who had come and stolen from a smiling Hero. He remembered clearly how it was standing there without saying or doing anything to avoid that first meeting. "

At that time thought it was an arrogant idiot for not deigning to guide at least one greeting. Now, now had to admit that nothing would be as before. No longer would a family, if at least they tried they would be as members of a family that is trying to be arranged after an infidelity. Perhaps he had been "appa " infidel, Changmin his son had stayed with him while umma had gone home with her other children. Or better yet, Hero was unfaithful, and Yoochun's lover ... after all they were Soulmates, right? They were the ones who get along, got drunk and tattooed similar figures at the same time, while the leader only He was left looking like interacting with everyone, smiling to everyone, even those who should not. But Kim Jaejoong did not have a tattoo on your back with your name. Nowhere said: "This body belongs to Jung Yunho. Stay away. "

That body belongs to the coward of Jung Yunho, he had no strength to say that secretly loved Hero. I was waiting for a signal to send the message that was fucking awake. Fervently wished it was not too late to become a family again, to share what they could not. Maybe Jaejoong could still tell what he really felt about him. Could trust the feelings that for years, were in his heart. Those who had never thought to reveal, for fear of being despised ...

Should send flowers? A branch with no return address where you say everything, or requesting an appointment to fix things. Is it too late to make a flower shop in Japan, and send a bouquet of flowers?

He stood up. I could not pass this year without sending congratulations to Boo. Not allow all over. No, he's not a secret love more ...

TBC? ----

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That person has a strange usual. A habit which may go unnoticed for many but for him there. This practice is too much, as it were, appealing to others. The way ... "sensual" ... he moves his lips, soaking, wetting, giving a soft pink hue. I wanted to ask if this gesture is unconscious, if you do just because you get nervous with all the cameras that are before them in a show or maybe it's planned. Probably done to draw attention. Something that in his opinion is unnecessary, since it is impossible for anyone, including himself, to ignore a creature so ... so ... uncomfortable

Stir in the elegant chair and pretend you're paying attention to what other people are No comment. Nods when he sees Yoochun and Junsu smiling face, saying things about God knows that God knows who. Not that it matters much, really. Because he is more interested in the gesture that catches your eye. You can not avoid looking at her lips as it moves slowly. The leisurely way he opens his mouth and sticks out his tongue after how the slides on his lips and finally gives him a smiling look. It seems that is oblivious to what that little gesture can mean.

That person does not know what "this" gesture has on your body. And he tries not to betray. For him, he has so intense a desire to devour these lips, creamy skin touched on these shirts are disturbingly so perfectly tailored to delineate its shape. Other clothes that would be simple in Him is sin. Your favorite pants are those that are sheathed in those long, shapely legs that have not yet had the pleasure of playing.

dare not ask if they feel the same. Or if for him the show looks and hugs, touches and caresses are only to gain more fans. Perhaps it is cowardly as it has repeated his hyung, but it is pure fear you feel. Do not know which is worse, and with the unknown to be always hanging around his head and denied knowing fear. Of having to get away from that look, the sweet touch of his fingers on hers. Locióny aroma of vibrant laugh that comforted.

No, I could support something like this ...

TBC? -----------------

Hope you like it is my first attempt at fanfic XDDD