It’s my Joongbo-nniversary Week!!! Weeeeeee!!!
Around this week a year ago, I and a friend discovered WGM and fell in deep love with Hwangbo, and the rest as they say is history..
And since I am celebrating, I’m sharing a one shot.. It isn’t anything good as it was not well thought of, it just came to me while reading chats and tweets..
~*~
He was looking fine today.
No, fine is an understatement.
He was looking very sleek in his simple black ensemble and messy, tousled hair. He smiled and smoothed his jacket using his palms, appreciating the person who personally took some time off to choose what he should wear today. And no, it was not his Coordi Noona. If she was the one choosing his stuff today, he would have gone bonkers. He was sure enough that she would make him wear the costume she had been making for their Love Ya MV.
The car stopped, and he finally stepped out of the car, feeling the fresh air blowing on his face. Oh, yes! He felt good today.
"Kim Hyunjoongssi!", a tabloid reporter shouted.
Hyunjoong smiled brightly as camera flashes begin to look like sparkling diamonds under the invigorating sunshine.
"Hyunjoongssi!!", another man shouted, and he politely faced him, waved and smiled, as more camera flashes glittered before his very eyes.
Almost everyone-every fan, every photographer in the crowd chanted his name. He smiled widely as his name sounded like a solo base guitar playing a delightful melody in his ear.
But soon, the crowd's attention was diverted they no longer chanted his name as another young man stepped out of another car. Even under those dark, expensive sunglasses, one could tell just how sincere his eyes were as his lips twitched into a wide smile. He started walking on the red carpet just like a model-confident and classy.
When a fan shrieked his name, he looked at her then shook her hand, then moved on to another fan. His charisma and friendliness was exuding.
'Aiiiissh..', Hyunjoong thought, almost hitting his head with his own fist,'Why didn't I think of that?'
The other man smiled for the camera and obviously, the press people and the fans loved him.
Hyunjoong was about to greet him, but a photographer called the other man's attention.
"Over here, Yunhossi!", so he turned completely oblivious of Hyunjoong's presence amidst the deafening screams.
Hyunjoong walked on, smirking.
There was something about DBSK's leader that he never really liked. Sure Jung Yunho was superb at dancing—better than he will ever be or learn, he was charming, he had the charisma every woman would fall for, he donated and perhaps participated in all sorts of charity events in and out of Seoul, he was great with kids, the elderly and with people in general, but those were not the reasons why deep inside him there was deep loathing. The reason was that Yunho met Hwangbo earlier than him. They had been very close. And, Junjin, her overly protective best friend, adored Yunho so much, he would spend all his fortunes to have her married to his most precious Dongsaeng.
From the early days, Yunho had been tailing Hwangbo. And it cuts deep for Hyunjoong to know that Yunho had a deep admiration and respect for her. In fact, he had made this known even on national TV during the height of DBSK's success here and all over Asia.
"I already told you that you're my ideal woman, right?!", Yunho once said in an Xman episode where all three of them had been participating in. Hyunjoong could still remember the blush on Hwangbo's cheeks and the smile that lit up her serious expression and made her eyes dance.
Hyunjoong looked back at Yunho, who was still hounded by the reporters and fans outside, then gave out a loud sigh.
'If you weren't a good friend of my Buin and Jaejoong, I would have beaten you up into a pulp', he thought, although he was never really that violent.
The rest of the event flew by smoothly, no bloodshed whatsoever. The silver, glittery lighting was fascinating to watch, and the models that graced the catwalk looked gorgeous and extremely expensive as they dawned different Cartier jewelry and designs.
After the show, all distinguished guests were asked to proceed to another room. They were asked to choose one piece of jewelry as giveaway.
This got Hyunjoong excited. There was one person he knew loved Cartier jewelry and only one he would give such expensive gifts to. But he was not sure which one she would like.
Before entering the hall, Hyunjoong got his phone and called someone. He was irritated now as he only got the busy tone. It would have been okay if the phone rang and no one answered, but it was busy.
'Who could be so important that she has not hung up yet?', he thought to himself, finally giving up.
'Fine, I'll go with my instincts then.', he walked furiously inside.
Hyunjoong saw Yunho walking around looking at the glass displays, he was about to greet him when he noticed that Yunho was on the phone.
He thought it would be rude to disturb Yunho since he seemed to be enjoying the conversation.
Yunho's eyes danced and twinkled as he let out a laugh.
"I'm sure anything would look good on you..", Yunho told the other person on the line, obviously, a lady.
Hyunjoong smirked when he overheard this, 'What a cheesy man...'
"Seriously Noona, that one, I'm sure you'll like", Yunho said again. "I've known you long enough to know.."
Now, that got Hyunjoong's heart beating. 'Noona? Known her long enough?'
"Hyunjoongssi..", a voice interrupted his jealous, panic stricken thought.
Hyunjoong turned, it was the President of Cartier Inc. Korea. He gave the old man a deep bow.
"Have you chosen a giveaway yet?", the old man asked, his eyes almost sinking in to his chubby cheeks as he smiled.
"Not yet, Sir..", he answered.
"Here, lemme call someone to help you.", the old man took him by the arm and led him to a glass display case. "Jinhee will help you.", he winked at the pretty attendant.
"There are lots of gifts you could give to your girlfriend here", he smiled, then left Hyunjoong and Jinhee.
"Are you looking for anything in particular, Sir?", Jinhee asked.
"Not really", he answered, a colorful glimmer caught his eyes. Hyunjoong studied it further, the intricate details, the lovely studs, the perfect shape. That shimmery thing shouted elegance and simplicity-everything that Hwangbo is, everything that Hwangbo will always be.
"Pretty, isn't it?", Jinhee asked him, when she saw what he was looking at-a pair of simple heart shaped earrings laden with intricate carvings and small precious stones inside a pearl white box with a silver gray ribbon
"Can I see that one?", he asked.
"Sure", Jinhee said handing the pretty little thing to him.
He studied it carefully again, "I'll take this."
"I'm sorry, Sir", Jinhee frowned. "That has been reserved by someone else already."
"I'll just buy it then..", his smile turned into a serious expression.
"Nothing in here is for sale, Mr. Kim. I'm terribly sorry. I thought you saw the 'Reserved' sign.", Jinhee apologized.
"Is Yunhossi's giveaway ready?", another assistant asked Jinhee
Jinhee took the pearl white box with silver gray ribbon from the top of the display case and placed it inside a paper bag.
"Here..", she then handed the bag to the other assistant.
Hyunjoong was frustrated, but there was nothing he could do. Yunho reserved it first.
"Isn't there another one? Another pair?", he asked Jinhee.
She shook her head, "Can I offer you another piece then Sir? How about this one?"
She took out a simple white gold necklace with a pendant almost the same as the earring, but there was something about that piece of jewelry that screamed Hwangbo, that's why Hyunjoong wanted to give that to her so badly.
The necklace was not so bad. It was in fact gorgeous. The stones were bigger and shinier.
He studied it for awhile, but he still could not get his mind off the earrings. "I'll take it.", he said glumly.
~*~
Hyunjoong left the event and sulked unendlessly inside the car, even on his way home.
Hwangbo went out of her way to choose his suit today—despite her busy schedule and charity works. She came home that night looking dreary and tired, but she still stayed with him as he looked through piles and piles of his clothes. He wanted to get her something in return, something that says ‘I appreciate all your efforts, something that says ‘Thank you’, something that screams, ‘I love you’.
He looked at the pendant as he got on the elevator and frowned. It was not really bad looking, in fact it was gorgeous, elegant and expensive—so much more expensive than the earrings, but there was something about it that did not seem right.
He quickly punched on the apartment door’s security code.
He hesitated, then took off his shoes.
The room was cold and dark, but there was light coming from the living room. It was from the television.
Hyunjoong saw a sleeping figure sprawled comfortably on the big white love seat. She wore one of his old shirts today and a really skimpy satin shorts. She looked like a really exhausted angel with her hair tied in a messy bun on top of her head and her face free from make-up. Her parched lips parted slightly as she exhaled.
He could not resist running his finger from her jawline to her perfect lips. She twitched a bit, then opened her sleepy eyes.
She smiled when she saw him.
Hwangbo smiled that angelic yet alluring smile that Hyunjoong fell for.
“You’re back..”, she whispered as she stretched her limbs.
Hyunjoong sat on the small space near her feet as Hwangbo sat down beside him.
“Did you have fun?”, she asked, snugly closer feeling his radiating warmth.
Hyunjoong just nodded.
Hwangbo snuggled closer, almost sitting on his lap, as she tried to cover herself with Hyunjoong’s jacket, “It was cold without you here, Shillang”
Hyunjoong smiled. ‘I must have done something really good in my past life to deserve something like this..someone like her…’
But for a moment, Hyunjoong thought he saw something sparkling on her ear. A familiar sight that he thought he saw earlier.
He tucked a loose lock of her hair behind her ear, and to his astonishment, it was the Cartier earring.
“New earrings?” he asked clenching his jaw as the words and jealousy came out.
Hwangbo eagerly nodded. Her eyes seemed rather amused and totally oblivious of the spite and jealousy growing inside Hyunjoong.
“Yunho came by and gave it to me..”, she eagerly volunteered the information, “He said when he saw it he thought of me.”
She touched the earring affectionately, “He said he begged a man to have it reserved at the Cartier event, so he could give it to me to make up for the years of not giving me birthday presents..”
“He’s quite a darling, isn’t he?”, Hwangbo turned to face him and was shocked to be greeted by a grim expression.
“I don’t know.”, he said sternly.
“Omo..”, she smiled in delight, “Are you…? By any chance, are you jealous?”
There was silence in the living room. It was long and agonizing.
“Yes!”, Hyunjoong finally said, “I am jealous, okay?!”
Hwangbo’s laughter filled the room.
Hyunjoong looked at her with a hurt expression. She tried to contain her laughter, but she just could not stop it.
“Waeyo?”, she asked him, her cheeks already red and painful.
“Because..”, he started, “Because it’s like, I’m forever living in DBSK’s brave leader’s shadow. Because he met you first. Because he was always close to you. Because he can bravely say on national television that he likes you…”
Hyunjoong paused.
“Because he was able to give you those earrings when I wanted to be the one to give it to you. Because he always seems to be the first one to do things and give things to you…”, his voice trailed off.
Hwangbo was amazed when she heard this. Her proud, aloof Shillang did have many insecurities despite his status.
He was looking away, refusing to meet her eyes. Hwangbo quickly adjusted her position. This time, she sat on his lap facing him.
She gently stroke his cheek, “You’re very cute when you’re jealous, but being jealous of Yunho is completely pointless and utterly stupid. I already made a choice and I choose you, Kim Hyunjoong.”
Hwangbo smiled at him, “Besides, Yunho is just a friend.”
“A friend who gives very expensive gifts?!”, he retorted.
“But friends give gifts to each other all the time…”, Hwangbo explained.
“Oh yeah?”
“Shimty Oppa gave me this apartment, well, it’s literally for us..”, she wanted to prove him wrong.
“Yeah, so that we can hide from the viewing public and keep our management companies from paying so much money when scandals arise..”, he quickly countered.
“Well, Boram gave me a very expensive Jimmy Choo pumps last week..”
“She’s female friend, Buin..”
“Urggghhh..Micky gave me a Balenciaga.. And we’re just friends. You are his friend…”
“He did what?”, Hyunjoong was surprised.
“Micky gave me a bag from Macau..”, she repeated.
“That jerk!! And corrections, he’s no longer my friend..”, he looked pissed and betrayed by his own so-called friend.
“Well, what about Junjin giving me Jins? And the kitchen set from Andy? Or Eric and Dongwan oppas’ racing gear gifts?”, she was on a roll and determined to shut him up.
“Ahhh moolah!!”, he gave up.
“Besides those earrings or jewelry or diamonds aren’t always a girl’s bestfriend, well not this girl at least”, she smiled.
“Really?”, he asked, totally distracted as Hwangbo’s hands ran across his chest.
“Of course. There are more important and better things that this girl wants..”, she said this time playing with the button of his dress shirt.
“Like what?”, he asked under his breath when she finally unbuttoned one.
“Like sitting on her boyfriend’s lap like this..”, Hwangbo settled herself more comfortably on his lap.
“Snuggling so close to him”, she rested her cheek on his chest, “And, listening to his jealous heart beating..”
A spark of electricity ran through Hyunjoong’s spine as her hand touched his bare chest for a second.
She lifted herself up a bit, “And kissing his cheek..”, she trailed butterfly kisses from his cheekbone down to his jaw line., “And his manly jaws..”
Hwangbo flickered her tongue when she reached his still pouting lips, “And kissing him on the lips…”, she whispered and continued until he responded to her light kisses, letting Hyunjoong to finally take over.
His arms pulled her closer leaving no space between them and ran his hands through her back.
They finally stopped when they ran out of air, but they continued to hold each other tightly.
Hwangbo suddenly wiggled out from Hyunjoong’s embrace.
“There’s more..”, she smiled naughtily as her eyes twinkled under the dimmed lights.
Hyunjoong’s eyebrows crossed, “Hmmm, there’s more?”
Hwangbo nodded then leaned closer to whisper in his ear, “Like making mad love with her boyfriend, named Kim Hyunjoong. You know, hot living room s.ex….”
Yikes, I'm kinda scared because this is my first non-Hwangbo fic, and I do not love Jungmin as much as I love Kyujong, but because I lurpe my evil sole sister very much, I did it anyway.
