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06 September 2012 @ 09:40 pm
excuse the post below, I've tried deleting it/editing it and IT JUST WON'T OML so I'm stuck with it.
25 April 2010 @ 01:40 pm
So facebook gave my computer a virus...TWICE Dx and my dad is D:< so i don't think i'll be using facebook anymore..... Dx and no one has twitter Dx so i guess...i'll just have to fb on my phone but that sux DDx
19 April 2010 @ 06:49 pm


so my birthday was 2 days ago and i swear literally it was the start of good weather xD 

jus' sayin' ~


D: academic tutoring day w/ mrs eaton tomorrow. chortle. this will be interesting.

06 June 2009 @ 10:45 am

Title: Sweet Seasons Bakery
Rating: PG
Pairing: Yunjaeho
Genre: Crack, Romance, Drama (?)
Length: 1/?
Summary: Jaejoong works in Sweet Seasons bakery, surrounded by his friends Junsu, Yoochun and Changmin: their crazy cook Leeteuk and even crazier manager Heechul. But one day a customer comes in, where does he know him from?

A/N: I seem to have a series of first chapters for a seiries of new fics... i have no idea where any of them are going ==" if ppl want u can use them as building blocks for ur own stories i don't mind.. as im not rlly sure what im going to be doing with them... PEACE OUT XD

Crack! Atlast another crack ficCollapse )

Chapter 1

Jaejoong stared outwards face resting on his hand, his gaze far away as he watched the rain trickle down their shop’s window. He listened to the hustle and bustle of the little cake shop, famous for its hospitable staff and delicious desserts. His reverie was interrupted by the tinkle of the bell as it announced a new customer’s entrance.

He greeted the customer, and gasped as they revealed their face. The man was tall in build but definitely not a stick; well defined muscles could be seen rippling slightly as the man put his umbrella down.

“Hello, I am Kim Jaejoong welcome to Sweet Seasons Bakery, may I help you?” he asked bowing, his voice all bright and sunny.

“Ahh, anyeonghaseyo, could I have a table for one please?” the man hadn’t made eye contact with Jaejoong yet, still busy taking his coat off.

But his coat in hand and umbrella in the other his eyes finally landed on Jaejoong’s. A weird feeling washed over them both and Jaejoong felt a faint tugging at the back of his mind. Where had he seen this man before?

“Ermm, I.. uh.. yes of course this way please, do you mind if I could have your name please? Our little shop likes to know the customer’s we serve so as to note down likes and dislikes and therefore enable suggestions in the future that would be to the customer’s taste. Also we have excellent service and...-” Jaejoong was rambling but he couldn’t stop the word vomit pouring out of his mouth.

“My name is Jung Yunho” the tugging at the back of Jaejoong’s head became stronger; he saw a glint of remembrance in Yunho’s eyes. Where was this man from? His head started to pound a little as he mulled over his thoughts a little too much.

“Here is the menu, Mr. J-“

“Call me Yunho”

“Oh... ok, you may call me Jaejoong.” Jaejoong blushed prettily; his eyes looked away... what was wrong with him? How come he blushed so, when the man suggested he was called by his first name?

Yunho looked down at the menu, his fingers tapping a light rhythm on the wooden table.

“Hmmm... what would you suggest for me Jaejoong?” Yunho asked his face seeming inquisitive, as if waiting for the right answer from Jaejoong.

“Ahh, to cope with the bad weather recently and to think of better times ahead I would suggest the Cherry Blossom Soufflé laced with Vanilla whip... would this be to your liking?” Jaejoong asked gaze wandering over Yunho’s face asking for approval.

“Yes, that would be to my liking.” Yunho’s eyes twinkled with an emotion unclear to Jaejoong.

Jaejoong rushed to the kitchen clipping Yunho’s order onto the rail as he yelled, “Eeteukie hyung~! One Sakura please!”

In no time a plate of Sakura soufflé had slid through the opening in the wall- that allowed customers to look into the kitchen and watch as their cakes were prepared. Jaejoong carried the cake to Yunho’s table; he wondered what the tugging in his mind was as he walked towards the handsome man.

He placed the plate in front of Yunho with a flourish and half bow, “Cherry Blossom Soufflé laced with Vanilla whip,”

Jaejoong waited anxiously as Yunho took the first bite, his gaze lingered on the man’s lips and he wondered how it would be like to kiss him, he wanted to lick the beauty mark above Yunho’s lips. He blushed and stopped his thoughts from going too far.

Yunho looked up he noticed the glazed over look in Jaejoong’s eyes along with the blush, and the area at which Jaejoong’s gaze was pointed at, Yunho could guess rightly where Jaejoong’s thoughts had wandered off to. A smirk graced over his lips and he saw Jaejoong shake himself as though ridding his mind of the dirty thoughts. His hand reached up instinctively, his fingers trailing over the skin that had coloured to the light pink of sakura petals, this was his lover, at last he had found him.

“Sakura” a whisper escaped his lips and warmth flowed from his eyes. A sunny, spring breeze flowed over Jaejoong, he knew this feeling, he knew this warmth, and he knew this breeze. This bright happy breeze.

The moment was shattered, ceramic shards scattered everywhere in the cake shop.

“Su-ah!” Jaejoong recognised Yoochun’s voice even through all the worry.

Jaejoong looked apologetically at Yunho and the long fingers caressing his skin moved away, Jaejoong immediately missing the feather light touch. He walked briskly towards the commotion and his foot skidded as he stepped on a tiny piece of ceramic. His vision blackened and everything was silent.

“Yunho?” Jaejoong muttered, who was that man? He moaned, a headache staring to bloom in the confines of his skull.

“Jaejoong- hyung? You slipped and-“ Changmin was cut off by a screech from their beloved, yet crazy manager.

“JAEJOONGIE~~!!! WHAT HAPPENED?!?”, Jaejoong cringed as the scream reverberated through his skull.

“Heechul hyung he just slipped is all” Yoochun tried to explain. But of course his explanation was drowned out by Heechul’s crazed screaming, “OMG OMG OMG OMG!! JAEJOONGIE ARE YOU OK?? OH MY GAWD!”.

At this point their cook appeared, Yoochun shook his head, they didn’t need another screaming banshee in here!

“HEECHUL? WHAT HAPPENED? OMG IS HE OKAY? HE WAS ASSAULTED WASN’T HE? I’LL CALL THE POLICE!” This time it was Junsu’s turn to explain, Yoochun having given up.

“Eeeteukie hyung, its fine we can handle it, and no he wasn’t assaulted so you can go now... please?”

“Ok, I’ll go get him some cake, cake is the cure for everything... ohohohoho~” Eeteuk turned laughing maniacally to himself, Changmin in tow as his tummy rumbled.

Current Location: Bed
Current Mood: determineddetermined
Current Music: Mirotic - DBSK
27 September 2008 @ 02:52 pm
Behold... My Future
  I will marry Hongki.  
  After a wild honeymoon, We will settle down in Atlantic city in our fabulous House.  
  We will have 4 kid(s) together.  
  Our family will zoom around in a pastel Pink Wheelbarrow.
  I will spend my days as a Yunjae... friend (?), and live happily ever after.  
whats your future