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02 February 2013 @ 12:54 pm
Happy Holidays samikitty! Exchange fic: "Lost in Translation"  
Title: Lost in Translation
Pairing: Yunho/Jaejoong
Beta: ligerliger
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Romance, Fluff, Smut
Length: One-Shot
Summary: Two strangers make hasty relations on their beautiful Californian vacation despite the fact that they do not have a clue what each other is saying.

A/N: Written for the Jaeho_xchange assignment as a gift for the lovely samikitty, who wanted a fluffy travel themed fic with boys just acting like boys. I hope you enjoy it! ^_^

“Coffee. Umm… large size.” Jaejoong pointed his index finger at the cups past the counter.

The barista shot him a puzzled expression as she held up one cup after another. “This one?” she asked him politely.

Jaejoong nodded quickly. “Yes, okay yeah,” he responded eagerly. He pulled his beanie down lower over his ears, determined and ready to explain the rest of his order. “Same size, but hot coffee, no ice,” he tried again, pointing her over to the paper cups and not the plastic cups.

She finally pulled out the right cup and confirmed, “Hot? You want hot?”

“Yes!” Jaejoong agreed hurriedly. “Now. You know macchiato?” he asked carefully.

When she merely stared at him in utter confusion, he sighed under his breath. “Oh, God, you have no idea what I’m saying,” he grumbled to himself.

“I beg your pardon, sir, I’m not sure what you’re saying,” she explained as politely as she could, hardly masking her frustration. “Would you like to read our menu?” she tried anyway, handing Jaejoong the list of drinks.

“Menu? Okay, fine,” he replied, glancing over the paper she held out for him. He quickly stepped out of the line to inspect the menu, leaning over the free space on the side of the counter. Jaejoong looked behind himself, seeing the line getting longer and longer.

His eyes grazed over the letters and words in the coffee menu; all he could genuinely comprehend were the pictures. A few of the words he could recognize, but since they were written in a flowery sentence to describe each item, Jaejoong was helplessly lost.

He rested his chin in his hand, thinking to himself why the hell he never paid attention in his English courses back in school. He flipped to the last page of the menu when he finally spotted the drink he wanted, with "caramel macchiato" written along the side in bold print. Two words that he surprisingly found familiar.

“Do you need some help?” a deep, sexy voice asked.

Jaejoong looked up from his bent posture and soaked in the sight of the tall, handsome man standing above him. “Uhh…”

The man was in tight, dark, washed-out jeans with a perfectly slim-fit, white and green shirt hugging his long body. Jaejoong watched him place his hands in his pockets before he leaned forward and mouthed, “Do you not speak English?”

Jaejoong stood up straight, straightening out his t-shirt from the back. “I don’t speak English,” he replied awkwardly. Even though he knew the man wouldn’t understand what he said, he hoped the taller at least picked up on the fact that he was speaking an entirely different language.

He eyed Jaejoong for a few seconds, obviously trying to register the words. “Then what are you doing in this country?” the man mumbled with a smile, as he turned to look at the menu in Jaejoong’s hand.


The man pointed to the menu and then at the register. He asked Jaejoong slowly, “Do you need help ordering coffee?”

Jaejoong nodded. He figured even with the finger-pointing and awkwardness, why not let the hot guy help him out for a bit? After all, he was on vacation, and enjoying the locals is a part of the experience.

“Yes. Coffee,” Jaejoong tried in English with a nod. “I just want the caramel macchiato.” He pointed to the picture on the menu.

“Macchiato?” he asked.

Jaejoong’s ears perked up at the word. “Yes!” he agreed quickly. “And then shaken together,” he explained, moving his hands around in a circle.

The man watched Jaejoong’s hand gestures for a little bit before he understood. He clapped and asked to confirm, “Mixed together?”

“Yeah, like this picture.” Jaejoong showed him, holding up the menu. “But no whip cream because that tastes nasty,”  he tried to explain, pointing to the white fluff on top of the drink and drawing an imaginary X over it.

The man faced the barista with a charming smile. “Okay, so I think, he wants a mixed caramel macchiato with no whip, and I’ll have a large black coffee,” he ordered with ease.

“Is that together, sir?” she asked him.

“Yeah, here.” He nodded and handed over a card.

Just as the cashier took his card, Jaejoong held out his cash. The man simply denied it as they walked to the waiting line.

“I already paid for yours,” he explained to Jaejoong, denying the money being shoved at him.

“Why did you pay for my drink, do I look broke to you?” Jaejoong accused and attempted to pay him one more time.

The man lifted his hands in the air in refusal. “It’s too late, drink already paid for. And if you don’t drink it, then you’re wasting my money,” he joked. They grabbed their drinks and headed out for the door.

“Fine, but this free coffee better taste good,” Jaejoong mumbled to himself, knowing no one there would understand him anyway.

“Are you speaking Japanese?” the man asked him curiously.

“I’m gonna pay you back, you got that?” Jaejoong retorted, nearly at the same time.

“Never heard that language name before,” the man chuckled as he sat down at one of the tables outside underneath the shade. “Where are you from? Country?” he tried to explain, naming a few other big country names as well in case Jaejoong would get the hint.

Jaejoong sat down across from him to properly see all his hand gestures. “I’m living in Japan,” he replied eagerly when he understood the hints.

“Oh, that’s actually really cool. My dad’s family is Korean.”

“Korea? You’re from Korea?” Jaejoong asked excitedly, hearing the familiar name.

“Me? No,” the man denied quickly. “Well, I’m mixed,” he added with a scratch behind his ear.  “Like… my dad is Korean and my mom is American.” He tried to explain with his gestures again but eventually relented to an easier option. “Here, let me just show you a picture of my parents, that way you’ll see what I mean.”

Jaejoong looked at his phone as he pointed out his mom and dad, even though he was already aware of what the man was trying to show him. “Yeah, you’re half and half, I got it,” he replied. “I’m mixed too, actually, but both my parents look Asian so that would probably just confuse you if I show you a picture,” he whispered the end to himself.

The man merely nodded his head, carefully attempting to follow Jaejoong’s lips. When he picked up no familiar words, he quickly moved on to the most important question. “So why are you in America, if you can’t speak any English?”

Jaejoong only picked up “can’t” and “English” from his question. “Yeah I get it, I don’t speak English,” he defended. “I wouldn’t go through all this awkwardness if this trip wasn’t free.”

When Jaejoong looked up and locked eyes with him, the man smiled. “I have no idea what you’re saying,” he told Jaejoong. “But I like watching you talk.”

Jaejoong tilted his head in confusion from the lack of hand gestures to explain his sentence. But he did return the smile, taking small sips from his coffee soon after. “I’m just gonna nod and pretend like I understood that because I think you’re smoking hot,”  Jaejoong added casually, knowing the handsome man would have no clue what he just said. “And that’s the first time I've told anyone that straight to their face.” He grinned to himself.

The man shook his head with a small chuckle. “I don’t understand anything you say,” he repeated. Then he explained the sentence with more gestures, shaking his head “no” and pointing to his head to show “understanding.” He even went as far as making an “X” with his arms.

“Me neither,”  Jaejoong shrugged. “But this game of charades is kinda fun.”

“Hey, you know what?” the man said out loud, suddenly slapping his hand on the table. “I think Yoochun speaks Japanese.”  

Jaejoong raised his eyebrow at the familiar word. “What? Japanese?”

The man held out a finger at Jaejoong’s face as he quickly pulled out his phone again and called.

“Hello?” another voice over the speakerphone said.

“Hey, I met a Japanese guy at Starbucks; do you remember anything from college?” the man asked him while Jaejoong heard their conversation.

The voice on the phone chuckled. “Depends, is he hot?”

The man across from Jaejoong looked up from his phone and at him. Jaejoong didn’t miss the sparkling glint in his eyes as he suddenly beamed and murmured, “Extremely.”

“Then I remember everything,” Yoochun replied. “I’m coming over from the hotel.”

“Yo, dibs! I called him first.”

“Do Americans still say yo?” Jaejoong whispered to himself. “And I’m pretty sure you’re talking about me,” he added with a quick suspicious nod.

“Yoochun is gonna come with Junsu and then he can translate for us.”

“No idea what you just said… again~”

“This is difficult,” he said as he scratched behind his ear again, finding it frustrating to communicate every detail properly. “But, okay, how about… what’s your name?”

“Name?” Jaejoong tried in English, earning a quick nod. “You first. What’s your name?”

“My name’s Yunho,” he answered slowly while placing his hand over his chest. “Yunho,” he said again, repeating the gesture. “What the fuck am I? Tarzan?” he whispered to himself, realizing his action was a little too similar to the movie.


Yunho shook his head quickly. “No, just Yunho,” he explained. “Sorry… this hand thing I did reminded me of the movie Tarzan. Where he points to himself and says, Tarzan…? Never mind.” Yunho shook his head.

“Jaejoong,” he smiled.

“Jaejoong,” Yunho repeated softly, letting the name roll off his tongue smoothly. “Sounds almost Korean actually.”

“Korean, yes,” Jaejoong stopped him there quickly. “My name is Korean since my mom named me after her dad.”

“Wait, you’re Korean?” Yunho asked him, confused. “You just said you were Japanese.”

“How to explain both?” Jaejoong pulled down his beanie a little lower on his head, biting his lip as he thought. “Hmm... two?” he explained, holding two fingers up. “One Japan, one Korea. Like your parents.”

“You’re mixed too?”

“Alright, I’ll show you a damn picture too.” He flipped through his Gucci wallet and pulled out a small picture of himself surrounded by a bunch of girls and an elderly couple that Yunho could assume were his parents. Jaejoong pointed to each of his parents and voiced, “Japan, Korea.”

“Ahhh, got it,” Yunho replied with a nod. “You were cute. But now—”

“Whoa, nice catch,” they heard a familiar voice call out towards them. Yoochun pulled out a chair and sat down at their table.

“Back off Chun, I called him first.”

Yoochun tsked in annoyance. “And to think you didn’t even want to come on this vacation,” he grumbled.

“Screw you,” Yunho replied with a playful punch to his shoulder. “Come on, help me out here.” He gestured towards Jaejoong.

“Hi, how are you? I’m Yoochun,” he said.

”Oh, that’s what he was saying,” Jaejoong replied enthusiastically. “Hey, I’m Jaejoong.”

“So you’re Japanese?”

“No, I’m actually half Japanese and half Korean. I live in Tokyo though.”

“We’re all Korean of some kind then. So you met Yunho randomly today?” Yoochun asked when Yunho was starting to annoy him with sporadic kicks to his calves.

“He said he was Tarzan,” Jaejoong joked.

Yoochun turned to Yunho with a raised eyebrow. “You said you were Tarzan? Seriously? Is that supposed to be some sort of new pickup line?”

Yunho’s eyes widened in embarrassment at the misunderstanding. “No, I was trying to say that the way I introduced myself to him sounded like the movie Tarzan in that scene were he’s like ‘me Tarzan’—”

“Never mind,” Yoochun interrupted with a disappointed expression. He turned to Jaejoong and smirked. “Yunho must really like you,” Yoochun confessed.

Jaejoong looked up quickly at Yoochun with a wide-eyed expression. “What?”

“He likes you,” Yoochun explained simply. “That’s why he’s acting so lame and even called me over to translate for him,” he added, adding a sly grin at the end.

Jaejoong smiled and looked over at Yunho, taking in the handsome features. The way his eyebrows were scrunched together in an attempt to comprehend the foreign language was making him look like a lost puppy. “He doesn’t know me,”  Jaejoong retorted.

“Well, he wants to.”

Yunho taped his fingers on the tabletop inpatiently. “Alright, I need translations,” he said desperately. “Come on, Yoochun. You better be talking me up.”

“He just asked me to brag about him,” Yoochun translated with a smirk, earning a small, amused chuckle covered behind his wrist from Jaejoong.

Yunho stared at him for a few seconds as he laughed before tapping Yoochun with the back of his hand. “Ask him if he’s free tomorrow,” he requested, eyes not leaving Jaejoong’s.

Yoochun sighed. “He asked if you’re free tomorrow. We can all hang out somewhere.”

“Well, I’m with a friend, actually; Changmin,” he hesitated, earning a concerned look from Yunho. “He’s in some science museum right now, but if he can join too, then we’ll come.”

Yunho tapped Yoochun again, asking him “what did he say?” every few seconds. Yoochun shoved him off.

“Junsu’s in some weird science convention thing too. So yeah, perfect. You guys wanna meet right here tomorrow morning?”

“Yeah, sure.” He nodded.

“Junsu’s calling about his drink, hang on,” Yoochun said, excusing himself quickly and heading toward the counter.

“So, you’re free tomorrow?” Yunho asked, using all of the gestures and pointing again.

“Tomorrow, yeah, I’ll meet you guys here at like 9 am?” Jaejoong asked, holding up both his hands to show the time.

“5?” Yunho asked, surprised, looking only at one of his hands. “Shit that’s early but hell yes,” he agreed easily.

“5? I don’t even wake up till 10. I meant 9,” Jaejoong clarified, holding up both his hands higher this time.

“Oh, 9,” Yunho realized. “That’s perfect.”

Jaejoong looked down at his watch and phone. And after a sharp inhale, he grabbed his coffee and wallet, seemingly ready to leave. “Thanks for the drink. I’ll buy you one tomorrow,” Jaejoong promised Yunho as he got up and out of his seat.

“Oh, you’re leaving?” Yunho asked, getting up as well. “See you tomorrow then.”

Jaejoong nodded his head as he backed away. He threw a casual “bye” over his shoulder with a small grin tugging on his lips.

Yunho merely watched him walk away, anticipating the next day eagerly for a chance to get closer to the tourist.


Yunho gazed out toward the crystal-blue water, admiring the beautiful scenery of the sun glistening down at the waves. He held a light beer in his hand, sitting on the warm sand and letting it run through his fingers and toes. He closed his eyes, basking in the sun’s warmth while the breeze tousled his hair around, thinking what a great choice Yoochun and Junsu made by forcing him to join this vacation.

Yoochun sat down next to him soon, dragging Junsu along with him.

Yunho glanced up at the pair and leaned lazily back on his arms. “I think I found the reason why people love this place,” he said.

“The gorgeous beaches?” Junsu asked curiously.

Yunho looked over to him with a grin. “No, the gorgeous people on the almost-as-gorgeous beaches,” he replied.

“You mean Jaejoong, gorgeously half-naked, on the almost-as-gorgeous beach,” Yoochun clarified with a chuckle.


“Everyone else is half-naked too, including all of us,” Junsu protested jokingly.

“Yeah, but I don’t wanna have sex with you in my hotel room,” Yunho confessed

Junsu observed him with a skeptical look. “You know he’s leaving in a few days, right?” he asked as politely as he could.

“Aren’t we going back to New York too?” Yoochun interrupted with a gentle shrug.

“Yeah but… do you really wanna start something you know you can’t finish?”

“Junsu, just let him have some fun for once,” Yoochun reprimanded.

“I’m just saying.” Junsu shrugged as well, taking a sip from his beer and looking out over to Jaejoong and Changmin skimboarding by the shore. “And you guys don’t even speak the same language; how would that even work?” he asked Yunho.

Yoochun groaned at Junsu’s words. “Great, now Yun’s gonna go all moral and shit.”

But Yunho merely chuckled and lightly patted Yoochun’s back. “Nah, I think I can handle one random vacation treat,” he replied.

“Perfect answer.” Yoochun beamed as he held up his hand to high five Yunho. “And besides, sex is universal.”

Junsu scoffed.

“And while you enjoy your treat, I’ll try to seduce mine,” Yoochun added. Yunho and Junsu gave him a quick, curious gaze before he gestured towards Changmin, now sitting by Jaejoong on their beach towel.

Junsu looked back at him quickly. “You’re going for Changmin?”

“I think so. He’s pretty tall,” Yoochun said with a perverted smirk.

“Everyone wants a tall guy,” Junsu sighed.

Yunho, on the other hand, ignored their conversation about Changmin as he focused in more on Jaejoong’s flawless, dripping-wet skin glistening in the sun. He licked his lips, slowly admiring Jaejoong’s bangs swaying in the breeze and the smile tugging on his lips.

Their eyes met when Jaejoong turned towards them, flashing Yunho his perfectly sculpted body. Jaejoong laughed because of something Changmin said, and his eyes twinkled in the sunlight.

Yunho took a large swig of his beer and grabbed the sunscreen. He walked towards him across the sand, pulling on his baseball cap.

“Hey. Sunscreen?” he greeted. Yunho held up the lotion and gestured for Jaejoong to lie down. “To protect your skin,” he explained innocently. But, to be honest, Yunho just wanted to do whatever he could to lay his hands on Jaejoong’s body

“I already put some on at the hotel,” he replied to Yunho holding the bottle. “But since you didn’t see it, I’m gonna let you put it on me again.”

Jaejoong lay down on his front, muscular back exposed for Yunho to massage and pamper. And he did.

Yunho took his sweet time rubbing sunscreen along every inch of ivory skin, applying pressure here and there. Yunho basked in the feel of his own hands on Jaejoong’s warm flesh.

“I expect you to return the favor, by the way,” Yunho said to him, even though he knew Jaejoong didn’t understand anything at all since there were no hand signs.

“You have nice hands, just like I thought you did,” Jaejoong moaned out as Yunho rubbed his back.

“You seriously should not squirm like that,” he whispered.

Jaejoong got up and stretched his arms over his head, a sated smile on his face. “Alright, lie down, Mr. Player; your turn,” he told Yunho.

“If you know he’s a player, why are you still offering to—” Changmin jumped in.

“Because, he’d be the perfect ending to this amazing trip, don’t you think?” Jaejoong replied quickly.

Changmin rolled his eyes. “How nice that two like-minded people can overcome worldwide language barriers with the common intention of casual sex.”

Jaejoong shrugged and pumped some more sunscreen on his palm. “I’m just trying to have some fun before we go. Go out and meet someone you like,” he advised. Jaejoong took more than enough time applying the lotion, feeling the smooth skin for much longer than necessary.

“I have a feeling you’re talking about me,” Yunho interrupted as he sat back up.

“Isn’t he sexy when he talks in English?”

“Everyone here is talking in English,” Changmin argued.

Jaejoong smiled, lightly shoving Changmin away, and took Yunho out by the water quickly. Yunho followed obediently, not complaining to see more of him.

They all went swimming in the ocean together, playing Frisbee in the shallow end. In the midst of the game, both Yunho and Jaejoong dove for the disk into the water, laughing as they wrestled each other for possession.

Eventually, Yunho took it away and held it above his head. Jaejoong moved slightly closer, trying to steal away the prize calmly.

Yunho took a few small steps back while Jaejoong playfully stalked forward. “It’s a good thing you have no idea what I’m saying cuz I wanna have sex with you right here,” Yunho commented offhandedly.

Jaejoong paused his attempt to steal the Frisbee at that moment, trying to read Yunho’s expressions. “Pretty sure I heard you say sex. Or maybe I’m just too hopeful,” he whispered with a playful smile.

Yunho threw the disk back to Changmin and sucked in a breath. He turned towards Jaejoong. “I wanna take you to dinner. You wanna go out with me on a date?” he asked.

Jaejoong carefully examined the gestures he made. “Eat right now?” he asked, confused.

Yunho shook his head no. “Later, go out to dinner. You and me,” he explained, pointing to both their chests. “Not with everyone, just us on a date.”’

“You don’t want the others to join?” he asked, tilting his head to the right.

Yunho rubbed his nape, looking frustrated. “Hey, translate for me,” he called out for Yoochun. “Ask him out to dinner for me,” he instructed desperately. “Wait, no, I mean tell him that I want to ask him out on a date tonight; dinner just me and him,” he rambled.

Yoochun rolled his eyes, muttering loser under his breath before translating for the poor guy. “Cut this poor loser some slack and let him take you out to dinner tonight,” he added.

Jaejoong laughed at the words and nodded, hoping for the same thing that Yunho was.

“I’m assuming that’s a yes?”

“I only told him that you were a loser,” Yoochun lied.

Yunho shoved him away lightly and went to Jaejoong’s side, ignoring Yoochun’s taunts.


“So, Jaejoong, you don’t have a boyfriend?” Yunho asked over dinner, doing hand movements to show significant others and all.

“Am I dating? No, are you?”

“I’m single,” he replied.

“Do not believe you, since you look like a huge player,” Jaejoong replied, squinting his eyes and pointing at Yunho with his fork jokingly.

“I don’t know what that means.” Yunho chuckled at the lack of explanation.

“You look like you have a lot of relationships,” Jaejoong tried again, using the same signals as Yunho did for “significant others.” “Are there a lot of good looking people at your work?”

“None as handsome as you.” Yunho winked at him.

Jaejoong scoffed when Yunho could finally explain his words. “You’ve got all the skills to be a professional heartbreaker, plus the looks.”

Yunho just looked at him for a while, taking in all the different expressions he made. Jaejoong tilted his head when Yunho didn’t respond.

“If you’re about to call me pretty, you better not,” Jaejoong warned.


“Don’t say that I’m pretty,” he explained. Fluttering his eyelashes and making cute faces to show “pretty.”

“I don’t think you’re cute or girly,” Yunho defended. “I think you’re fucking hot,” he whispered huskily.

The waiter arrived at that moment, disrupting their conversation.

Yunho sighed, disappointed to have the night end so early.  He pulled out his card and shooed the waiter away quickly.

“You’re gonna pay for this too?”

“I asked you out to dinner, so of course I’ll pay.”

“I hope you’re not always so much of a gentleman,” Jaejoong teased playfully. But the word gentleman proved too difficult to express with hand gestures so eventually they gave up and headed for Jaejoong’s hotel.

They both went up to the 12th floor of the hotel with Yunho trailing a few steps behind Jaejoong.

He turned, leaning his back against the door, twirling his key card with his fingers nervously.

Yunho looked down at the card and quickly looked away. “I liked hanging out with you today,” he confessed. Jaejoong looked up at him, sending him a reassuring smile.

Yunho leaned forward, then paused, waiting for any protest from Jaejoong. Yunho boldly placed a chaste kiss under the rise of his cheekbone.

Jaejoong’s smile widened. “You’re really kinda sweet, aren’t you?”

Yunho sighed airily. “I wish you didn’t have to leave so soon,” he told Jaejoong without explaining what he said. Only when Jaejoong bothered him to explain, he did hesitantly.

“Yeah I’m leaving tomorrow,” he responded sadly. “And you’re leaving in a couple of days too.”

Yunho rocked back and forth on his heels. “I kinda thought that I might like you… if we could have a conversation together,” he laughed uncomfortably as he explained.

“I can give you my number if you want to talk but it’d be hard to understand each other without hand gestures,” he countered. He fidgeted through his clothes to find his phone.

Yunho took in another deep breath. He took a small step forward. “You’re absolutely gorgeous,” he mumbled. “And you know I’m being serious because I could’ve called you ugly in the same voice and you wouldn’t know.”

Jaejoong looked up at him, shaking his head amusedly. “Even though I don’t know what you’re saying, I still like the sound of your voice,” he whispered. “Hell, you’re damn near perfect.”

Yunho placed his hand on his shoulder, rubbing soothing circles with his thumb over Jaejoong’s jawline. “Jaejoong, how can I explain to you that I like you,” he mumbled, frustrated.

Jaejoong lifted his mouth as an invitation for Yunho.

Yunho looked down at his lips and then up again, meeting his gaze again.

Yunho’s eyebrows furrowed in hesitation, but he leaned forward again, watching Jaejoong’s expressions again carefully for misinterpreted signals.

Jaejoong playfully grabbed his collar and pulled him closer, urging him to make a move already

Yunho smiled as he pressed his lips onto Jaejoong’s, tugging him close with one arm slipping around his slim waist.

Jaejoong settled comfortably in Yunho’s strong embrace. He leaned up and slid his fingers through Yunho’s short brown locks, grazing his tongue lightly over Yunho’s plump lips.

Yunho pressed Jaejoong against the door, practically falling weak at the knees. Yunho kept his palms against the wood, trying not to fall over him.

Jaejoong groaned into the kiss, arching his back for more physical contact.

Yunho grabbed him again, pulling Jaejoong flush against his own frame. He broke the kiss for a few seconds, and they looked at each other, searching for doubts and misunderstandings through their haggard breaths.

Jaejoong lifted his key card up to show Yunho and opened the room quickly when Yunho didn’t protest. He pulled Yunho inside swiftly by the collar, already heading for the bed with back steps.

“I hope you have sex on the first date,” Jaejoong said in between kisses.

Yunho followed promptly, but looking around the room he knew Jaejoong shared with Changmin. “Wait, where’s Changmin?” he asked, with his teeth nibbling on Jaejoong’s neck.

“I hope you didn’t just call me by Changmin’s name,” he replied, lifting his head to allow Yunho better access.

“I’m gonna assume he’s not gonna be home, otherwise you wouldn’t drag me into your hotel room,” Yunho assumed with a grin.

Jaejoong hopped on the bed, leaning back against his elbow.

Yunho stood between his legs and pulled off his own shirt over his head.

Jaejoong only had a few moments to admire Yunho’s toned body so close to him before Yunho was over him. He yanked off his shirt as well, throwing it by the bed carelessly.

“I seriously hope you’re not gonna stop halfway through.” Jaejoong grabbed his belt and unbuckled it, flashing a smirk

“I didn’t think you could look more perfect than at the beach,” Yunho rambled in awe. “Fuck, are you a top or bottom?”

Jaejoong pulled him down by the neck, attaching their lips together again. They rolled over on the sheets until Yunho lay under him.

Yunho held onto the small of his waist, while Jaejoong grinded down against him. They both moaned nearly at the same time when their hard, jean-clad erections brushed against each other’s.

Yunho unzipped Jaejoong’s jeans, slipping his hands in to cup his ass. He pushed down the jeans until Jaejoong was able to kick the damn thing off.

Jaejoong crouched between Yunho’s long, stretched-out legs and eagerly pulled down his jeans as well.

“I would say we’re going way too fucking fast, but I don’t even care right now,” Jaejoong whispered, running out of breath between his words.

“You have a condom? Shit, tell me you have lube somewhere within reach,” Yunho said suddenly, realizing they were far too close to doing this.

Jaejoong hopped off of his lap right then and went over to his luggage.

Yunho merely waited with a hand stroking his cock as Jaejoong rummaged through his belongings and eventually pulled out the lube and condom.

“Even if you don’t know what I’m saying, I just want you to know, I’m usually not like this,” Jaejoong informed as he walked back to the bed, throwing the two things on the side for now.

Yunho pulled him closer and lay him down against the pillows. Jaejoong spread his legs apart, allowing Yunho to settle comfortably in between.

They kissed chastely at first, but it quickly turned frantic and passionate again, kisses trailing along bodies and tongue swiping over Jaejoong's nipples.

Yunho grabbed the lube and didn’t waste any time before stroking Jaejoong a couple of times and thumbing his entrance lightly.

Jaejoong thrashed against the mattress, grabbing onto any flesh he could find within reach as Yunho slid his fingers in and prepped him for several minutes.

“How do you want it?” Yunho asked with his lips against Jaejoong’s ear. He licked the shell, watching Jaejoong shudder in pleasure. “You want it just like this?” he growled out from deep within his throat. “You want it from the back? Or you just wanna ride me?”

Jaejoong shut his eyes tightly, enjoying the feeling of long fingers pumping in and out of him. The anticipation of Yunho’s cock replacing the thin digits was driving him insane, not to mention Yunho’s husky voice in his ear.

He flipped over, getting up on his hands and knees. He turned around, looking over his shoulder when Yunho’s slick fingers slipped out. He looked down at Yunho’s cock resting against his thighs and then back up to meet his eyes.

Jaejoong smirked and arched his back, sliding his dick against the soft bed.

Yunho slipped the condom on and positioned himself at Jaejoong’s prepped entrance, hand shaking on his own cock from anticipation of being inside him. He slapped his dick against the puckered hole, prodding and teasing until Jaejoong left ample fingermarks along his arm, urging him to move in already.

Yunho squeezed his way in slowly, fighting for space until he settled in all the way. “Fuck! Yes, yes!” Jaejoong moaned, letting the cursing spill from his throat, while rutting against the bed desperately.

Yunho thrust his hips several times before setting a steady rhythm for both of them.

But the faster Yunho fucked him, the louder Jaejoong moaned, causing him to thrust harder and harder.

Yunho quickly turned Jaejoong to his back, desperate to memorize the expressions he made.

Yunho fell over him, and Jaejoong wrapped both his legs around his middle, trying not to constrict his rapid pace. Yunho kept his elbows at either side of Jaejoong’s head, and they continued sucking and kissing every inch they could find on each other.

“Harder, come on, harder,” Jaejoong urged on.

Yunho was covered in sweat soon, huffing for breath and listening to Jaejoong’s voice. “No idea what you’re saying, but, fuck, you sound so hot,” he admitted, not relenting his excruciating pace.

The friction of Yunho’s abs rubbing against Jaejoong’s cock was starting to feel too much for him to bear, and with Yunho’s long and stiff erection sliding in and out of him, he was nearing his orgasm too quickly. “Oh God, so fucking good. So fuck! amazing—” Jaejoong tugged and pulled and grunted and cursed, hoping Yunho would get the hint and fuck him harder.

“I seriously hope those words mean ‘give it to me faster,’” Yunho teased. And soon enough, Yunho got up on his knees and threw Jaejoong’s legs over his shoulders. He leaned up and drilled in as hard as he could, headboard banging against the walls every half a second.

“Yunho! Yunho—fuuuck!” Jaejoong held on to the sheets, knuckle turning white as he plummeted over the edge with his other hand flying over his cock. He shook with pleasure, chanting Yunho’s name loud and clear as he came all over his stomach and chest.

Jaejoong’s abs clenched tight just as his hole twitched around Yunho erratically until Yunho merely lost it. “So goddamn hot, Jaejoong, fuck! I’m gonna cum,” Yunho strained to choke out. Regardless of his screaming muscles, he fucked Jaejoong until came long and hard as well, orgasm exploding like fireworks.

Yunho shuddered and fell over him, just barely catching himself on his elbows. Yunho pushed himself off and lay next to him as they both caught their breaths. “Definitely the best fucking sex of my life,” Yunho admitted breathlessly, looking up at the ceiling fan.

“I haven’t been laid like that since... fuck, ever,” Jaejoong whispered back with a satisfied grin.

Yunho looked down at Jaejoong for a few silent seconds. “Why couldn’t I have met you at the beginning of my trip?” he asked, knowing in the back of his mind that Jaejoong would leave soon.

They kissed and hugged even with their oversensitive and exhausted bodies, enjoying each other’s warmth.

Jaejoong met his eyes. “Why couldn’t you have found me earlier?” he asked, also with the thought of separating nagging him from the back of his mind.


“So he just left?”


“You guys had sex and you just let him walk away forever, like a one-night stand?”

“Is that what it was? A one-night stand?”

Junsu groaned, shaking his head in disappointment. “You are all the same,” he told Yunho. “This is why people think Americans are—”

“Well, we are,” Yoochun interrupted. “You should’ve joined; we offered you,” he added with a lewd grin.

Yunho looked up at both of them across the large office table. “What are you guys talking about?”

“Me and Changmin,” Yoochun offered.

“They offered me a threesome,” Junsu clarified.

“I didn’t even know you and Changmin hooked up that night.”

“He did. I don’t do that shit with people I like,” Junsu muttered under his breath, looking back toward his computer.

“We liked them too, obviously,” Yoochun said.

“Yeah, which is why you—”

Yoochun carelessly dropped his pen on the table. “Wait, what do you mean like?”


“You liked Changmin?” Yunho asked.

Junsu fidgeted in his seat for a few seconds before pretending to be busy with his work. “I met him in the science museum…” he replied offhandedly.

Yoochun and Yunho looked at each other, slightly surprised. “Why didn’t you tell us?” Yoochun demanded.

Junsu sighed, turning away from his work and towards his friends. “Because you both were too busy trying to find a last minute fuck,” he told them.

“Well if Changmin liked Junsu back, he wouldn’t sleep with you, right? So…” Yunho trailed off.

“Yeah,” Junsu whispered, a hint of melancholy in his voice. He went back to being preoccupied with work and the other two were smart enough to leave him alone for a few minutes.

Yunho spun around in his office chair, feeling distracted by Junsu’s words. After a few minutes in silence, he asked seriously, “So what do you do with people you like?”

“I wouldn’t know about all that,” he replied sarcastically.

“Come on, I’m being serious here.”

“I don’t know; like get their number, Facebook, Twitter, and shit,” he suggested. “Or try to understand them, talk to them, and meet them again, duh?”

“So you have Changmin’s number?” Yunho inquired.

“Obviously,” Junsu retorted.

“Hey, can you ask him if I could get Jaejoong’s number?”

“No,” Junsu denied simply.

“Why not? I’m trying to be nice here, just like you said.”

“Because... I haven’t called him yet.”

“Well, call him. And then ask for me.”

“Yoochun can call him,” Junsu said. “They get along better anyway.”

Yoochun glanced at Junsu and they held gazes for a few long seconds before Junsu looked away.

Yunho groaned. “Somebody just get Jaejoong’s info for me,” he replied desperately.


One Year Later

Jaejoong walked past a shiny blue sportscar on his way to his apartment from his university campus. He was listening to his iPod, paying no mind to the driver until someone tapped him on the shoulder.

He turned around and immediately his eyes widened in shock and disbelief. “Yunho?” He pulled out his earphones out.

Yunho smiled, awkwardly scratching the back of his head. “Yeah, you remember me still? From California?”

Jaejoong nodded enthusiastically, pulling Yunho into a quick side hug. “Of course, what are you doing here?”

Yunho returned the hug, half not expecting the friendly gesture. He chuckled lightly. “Just visiting, on vacation again,” he supplied.

“Wait a minute, are we speaking Japanese right now?” Jaejoong asked even more surprised.

Yunho rocked from one foot to the other and laughed a little louder. “Yeah, I took a few lessons from Yoochun. I still suck, so don’t judge me,” he joked.

Wow, no no… You’re really good!”

“Thanks. I’m glad I found you though,” he said.

“Yeah, I’m excited to see you,” Jaejoong told him. “And I wanna practice my English on you, by the way,” he added.

“You learned English?”

Yeah, I took English courses this past year,” Jaejoong admitted with a nod. “Since most of the world speaks it, figured it’ll be less awkward if I know what everyone else is saying.”

“This is insane. I can’t believe we understand each other right now,” Yunho joked.

Jaejoong chuckled, bending at the hip slightly with his bangs falling over his eyes again. “Yeah, I know, I feel like I should start explaining things with my hands,” he joked too with slightly accented English.

“You sound so much better when I know what you’re saying.”

“You too,” he agreed, “I’m really glad to see you again like this,” Jaejoong replied.

Yunho looked down at Jaejoong, suddenly realizing how much time has passed since the last time they saw each other. “Yeah, I’m glad I found you.”

“How did you even find me?” Jaejoong asked curiously.

“Umm, Changmin. He and Junsu talk sometimes, right?”

“Oh yeah? Wow, with our busy course load, I barely see him around for anything besides school now,” Jaejoong said. “So how are Yoochun and Junsu doing anyway?”

“They’re good, they’re visiting Changmin actually,” Yunho told him, pointing behind himself, even though he wasn’t exactly sure where everyone was located in this country.

“We should all hang out today,” Jaejoong replied.  “I’ll show you guys around Tokyo,” he added, flashing a welcoming smile that Yunho had long missed.

“Awesome. I’ll drive you back to your house,” he offered, pointing to his blue rental car.

They both got in the car, settling in safely against the cushions. The sun was setting by the time they got on the main street, creating a nice orange and purple atmosphere for their drive.

“To be honest, I took Japanese lessons for the past year,” Yunho blurted out as he drove Jaejoong back.

Jaejoong bit his lip to suppress a grin. “Yeah, I figured. You speak better than a ‘few lessons.’”

“I did it because I knew I wanted to come to Japan for my next vacation,” he added.

“How did you know that?”

“I knew you’d be here.” Yunho looked over to him, hoping to deliver the sincerity.

Jaejoong looked back at him with a sweet smile. “Bold words for someone that I just hooked up with randomly. Not to mention, who lives hundreds of miles away,” he replied.

“Yeah, I know, but it’s the truth,” Yunho said. “I liked you, even when I couldn’t understand you.”

Jaejoong smiled, looking down at his lap, staring at the GPS. “So do you like me more or less now that you know what I’m saying?”

“Definitely more.” Yunho pulled into Jaejoong’s apartment complex, parking his car. “You?”

“I think it was better when we didn’t understand each other,” he joked, earning a shove from Yunho over the armrest.

“It might’ve actually been better that way though,” Yunho added with a sigh. “Because now when I leave, I’ll miss you all over again,” Yunho replied.

“Wow, you must be a huge player! Using all those lines,” Jaejoong joked again.

Yunho laughed it off, shaking his head. “No, I really mean it.” When Jaejoong gave him a skeptical disbelieving look, he added, “I learned Japanese for you!”

“I learned English for you!” Jaejoong defended.

“For me?” Yunho grinned.

Jaejoong groaned at his own confession, dropping his head back against the headrest. “You were not supposed to know that.”

“I’m glad you told me though. Now my trip was worth it.”

Jaejoong smiled and soaked in Yunho’s profile as they sat in silence for the next few minutes.

“You wanna come up to my place?” Jaejoong asked, earning a surprised look from Yunho. “I wanna cook you dinner,” he added.

Yunho smiled at him. “Yeah, I’d love to.”


ユンホは ジェジュンの中にいたまま、 寝ました。: jae - readyharu_ran on February 2nd, 2013 05:59 pm (UTC)
Spot :3
ユンホは ジェジュンの中にいたまま、 寝ました。: jae - microharu_ran on February 3rd, 2013 06:40 pm (UTC)
Omg I love love love this~ ♥
Really a very entertaining fic and this whole concept of them not understanding a word of what the other said is just too cute. O(≧▽≦)O

Thanks a bunch for participating in this! \o/
(no subject) - (Anonymous) on February 5th, 2013 04:18 am (UTC) (Expand)
donud: pic#115225844donud on February 2nd, 2013 06:15 pm (UTC)
donud: pic#115225844donud on February 2nd, 2013 07:05 pm (UTC)
I love this! Oh are yoosumin ended with three some? Lol
(no subject) - (Anonymous) on February 5th, 2013 04:19 am (UTC) (Expand)
Shine: yunjaekisssly_heiress on February 2nd, 2013 07:06 pm (UTC)
I am a mess of feels right now. ;_;
This was awesome. Wow.
(Anonymous) on February 5th, 2013 04:20 am (UTC)
awww... thank you so much! >.< Glad I could could mess up your feels~
XD Thanks for reading!
jlie_ly: YJ XMASjlie_ly on February 2nd, 2013 07:14 pm (UTC)
sooooooo darn cute *swoons* <3
(Anonymous) on February 5th, 2013 04:21 am (UTC)
hehe glad you enjoyed it! Thanks for reading! <3
dreamweever126: yunjaedreamweever126 on February 2nd, 2013 08:49 pm (UTC)
this was really cute :)
(Anonymous) on February 5th, 2013 04:22 am (UTC)
Glad you enjoyed it! ^_^ Thanks for reading!
Epah Aoife: yjepahmjjeje9095 on February 2nd, 2013 10:00 pm (UTC)
kyaa..perfecto!..love in the beginning how they r just blabbering to each other in diff languages n all..n yoosumin r awesome!!
(Anonymous) on February 5th, 2013 04:23 am (UTC)
tehehe xD Thank you so much for reading! <3
Madi: DAI&MAOmaomaochan on February 2nd, 2013 10:33 pm (UTC)
This is damn cute~ I loves it so much *____*
Thank you for sharing this! It's so sweet~
(Anonymous) on February 5th, 2013 04:24 am (UTC)
Glad you enjoyed it! xD Thanks for reading!!!
riseas5nine: yunjaerise_as5_nine on February 2nd, 2013 10:36 pm (UTC)
this was amazing!!!!! ^_^ idk but somehow the fact that they didn't understand each other made the sex so much hotter. .-.
(Anonymous) on February 5th, 2013 04:25 am (UTC)
hot sex! \o/ yess! *fist pump* mission accomplished *nod nod* XD Glad you liked it! Thanks for reading! <3
Min: pic#109579497sumiko on February 2nd, 2013 10:38 pm (UTC)
Ajajsjsnsnsn OMGsun so perfect! Lol wen though you guys didn't didnt know what each other was saying haha .....
Lol I was expecting you guys to speak korean or something lol.... And Chun, wow. You troll lol "Is he hot?" "Then I remember everything" lol OMGsun lol Chun I lobu you
(Anonymous) on February 5th, 2013 04:26 am (UTC)
ahaha Chun is forever a troll character *huggles* Glad you enjoyed it! Thanks for reading! ^_^
lola_xoxo92: pic#118475790lola_xoxo92 on February 2nd, 2013 11:32 pm (UTC)
(Anonymous) on February 5th, 2013 04:27 am (UTC)
haywire feels *fist pump* Done what I came here to do *strikes pose* XD
Thanks for reading!
raeyunjaeraeyunjae on February 3rd, 2013 12:35 am (UTC)
awwww sooo cute and fun to read:-* this is definitely brighten my day thank you for the fic :-D
(Anonymous) on February 5th, 2013 04:28 am (UTC)
omgsh o_o I'm sooo happy I could brighten your day with my story. I
m so glad you liked it! Thanks for reading! <3
♔ ☮ unusual optimist: defaultlittle_passions on February 3rd, 2013 01:38 am (UTC)

(Anonymous) on February 5th, 2013 04:30 am (UTC)
first of all... LOL at your gif xD
second of all... ILU2 O_O *is not creepy at all*
xD hehe I'm happy I could write something that you hardly get to find! Thanks for reading! ^_^
Blue Eyes~: fighting~!blu_eyezz on February 3rd, 2013 02:10 am (UTC)
awww sooo cute <3333
(Anonymous) on February 5th, 2013 04:31 am (UTC)
hehe glad you enjoyed it! Thanks for reading! :D
wasur3naid3: pic#93323459wasur3naid3 on February 3rd, 2013 02:18 am (UTC)
Awe!!! so sweet!! Love helped them communicate with each other
too bad they can't remember what the other said to them back when they still didn't understand each other
(Anonymous) on February 5th, 2013 04:33 am (UTC)
"Love helped them communicate" hehehe sooo cheesy XD i love it! ^_^
ohhh~ hmm, I didn't actually think about that part >.> but yeah, i guess they can never know what they said before cuz that would be weird XD
Anyways, glad you liked it though, thanks for reading! <3
Regina: Yunjae [balloons]tvfxq on February 3rd, 2013 05:17 am (UTC)


I've seriously always found stories with language barriers cute (I've even written a fic revolving around language barriers, which never got to see the light) and this - this was just more than cute okay it was p e r f e c t

From the beginning right down to the end, from their hand gestures to both of them saying brazen and bold things right to each other's faces because - screw everything - they wouldn't understand anything anyway ;u;

I love this so so so so much, thank you for writing an amazing piece ♥
(Anonymous) on February 5th, 2013 04:37 am (UTC)
LOL at your gifs! i love them!!! XDDD Language barrier fics seem to be quite rare, cuz before this I have never really seen them? >.> And I guess people really want more of them around... SO! time to post yours >:D Hop to it!

hehe glad you liked the dialogue and characters, means a lot of to me that you notice those small things~
Thanks for reading! <3