Come back to me

Author: imthejoker

Pairings: YunJae (Yunho/Jaejoong), DB5K

Genre: Shounen-ai, Romance, Drama, Bittersweet

Rating: PG

Status: Completed

Length: Oneshot

Location: AFF

Reading: Open to everyone

Summary (author): Jaejoong, Junsu and Yoochun have left because of something that Yunho did, but what? When they finally decide to go back, what will happen? Do they get a new change? Will their life be okay again?

Link:

Click here to read Come back to me by imthejoker

AzzyLa's Note:

And once again, I am just randomly appearing. I finally have a laptop. *throws confetti although I probably should not cause I'm too lazy to clean*

Anyways, before you guys murder me I have an excuse (always excuses jeez me). I got into the course I've always wanted and more OMG! God is really good all the time. Amen. I've been busy trying to get to know the university, touring the place, enrolling (which was bloody hard and confusing let me tell you) and working. Orientation week is next week yey! Ok, so now that you know what's up, here's the story.

Wait no loljokes.

Mimi (the co-author) is graduating soon guys! March or April (I am not quite sure which month actually) but she's finishing university this year hence her busy schedule and why she's not updating (although her blog seems to be always updated hmmmm).

Ok here's the real deal.

This is a oneshot. Obviously. And it's a story that is less of the YunJae ang more of the feelings.

I had this story bookmarked on my laptop way before I got an AFF account and to have something bookmarked (well to me anyways) means that there's something about that story that clicked, that got me, that was worth marking, worth reading again. And to be honest before I linked the story, I read it all over again. And, not surprisingly, once again, the feels came back. It wasn't the sighs of joy or contentment, it wasn't the slight discomfort at the pit of the stomach, it wasn't the mild contraction felt on my chest. Nope. It wasn't those. It was much more. It was the fact that the story made me think, the story made me ponder, and most importantly, it was the fact that the story slapped me in the face but still encouraged my delusional fantasies. A mixture of imagination and reality, of dreams and nightmares, of realisation and of hope. A story that is noticeably fiction, created from the wildest of minds.

A story written to prove that no matter how long the past may had been, to those affected, some things, some feelings never change.

It's bittersweet.

Seriously. Read. Now.

(On the side note, I can't open my photobucket for some reason T.T therefore recycled gif coming right up.)