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18 August 2009 @ 02:26 pm
His Heart ♥ (Chapter 1)  

Title: His Heart ♥
Cast: Yoosu, YunJaeMin
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Angst, Comedy
"When have you ever seen a happily-ever-after between two individuals who don’t even breathe the same air? Hell! I don’t even breathe! I’m dead!"

"Who has your heart?"
"I do."

A/N (Please Read):

1. This story will involve a Triangle between Yunho, Jaejoong, and Changmin. The problem is: will it be [YunJaeMin] or [JaeHoMin]? I owe some people both...

So I'm going to do what I did for 'Blind':

[YunJae and JaeMin in which Jae needs to choose Yun OR Min] - LiveJournal [http://micah88.livejournal.com/]

[YunJae and HoMin in which Yunho needs to choose Jae OR Min] - Winglin [www.winglin.net/fanfic/Micah10]

(Basically, JaeMin fans read at LJ and HoMin fans read at Winglin. :D)

Please stick to only one to avoid CONFUSION because Yunho and Jaejoong will be switching character/roles in each version.

2. For this story, I have all intentions for readers to dislike Junsu's Character.

3. Thank You!


“What are you doing?”

“Were you there? Did you see how pretty the whole thing was?”

“It was okay. Why?”

“I want to have a party like that too. It was so pretty!”

The taller boy turned his head to look at their surroundings. Other people were still standing in front of the church taking pictures with the newlyweds while he and this shorter kid were hiding on the other side of the large building.

“You can have your pretty party,” the taller boy suggested.

“Really?” the shorter boy’s eyes were shining.

The taller boy took the shorter boy’s hand and walked him over to a tall tree. He removed his black suit jacket and hung it on a branch. Then he tugged the shorter boy so that they both stood side by side in front of the tree.

“This will be the guy wearing that black dress.”

“The guy was wearing a dress?” the shorter boy blinked in shock.

“Close enough,” the taller boy shrugged. He tried to play ventriloquist and repeated whatever words he remembered hearing during the grand wedding ceremony.

The shorter boy giggled. “Are you done yet?”

“‘Blah, blah, blah, now you can give each other shiny rings.’”

The shorter boy looked around them. “We don’t have shiny rings,” he pouted sadly.

The taller boy knelt down to pick up some long strands of grass around the tree’s stump. He took a minute to weave the strands of grass into a ring.

“There!” he presented it to the shorter boy. “This one is even better because it’s green!”

The shorter boy laughed and clapped happily. “Let’s finish my pretty party!”

The taller boy stood back up and they stood side by side again. He slipped the ring onto the shorter boy’s finger.

Then he tapped at his cheek with an index finger to try to remember what happened after the exchanging of rings.

“Now what?” the shorter boy asked.

“I remember more talking, ‘Blah, blah, blah’ and then…” he thought hard to remember. Then he snapped his fingers. “Oh, yeah! He said, ‘You may kiss the bride’ or something.”

“Oh, okay, am I the bride?”

“Sure,” the taller boy shrugged. He leaned in to give the shorter boy a quick peck on the lips. “There! You just got your own pretty party!”

“Wait, wait, isn’t there another last line?”

The taller boy tried to remember. When he finally remembered, he said, “The tree now pronounces us ‘man and wife’.”

The shorter boy giggled. “But how does that work? You’re not a ‘man’. You’re just a ‘kid’ like me.”

“Oh,” the taller boy murmured. “I guess we’ll play this again when I’m old enough to be a ‘man’.”

“Is that a promise?”


“Okay! Pinky square!”

The taller boy wondered if it was ‘pinky square’ or ‘pinky swear’. Who cares.

Their little pinkies connected and a promise was made.

They heard the sound of car engines and ran back to the front of the church. People were beginning to leave.

“I see my parents. I have to get going. Bye!”

“Wait, wait, what’s your name?”


“Are you going to give me the money or not?” the young man demanded rudely.

“Junsu, please…” his mother sighed tiredly.

“I want to go to Japan!”

“Junsu, it’s for the best if you stay in Seoul with us,” the elder woman tried to convince her son.

“I never get to go anywhere fun!”

“Junsu, your health…”

“That’s the problem! I had to have the bad luck to be cursed with this stupid disease! I can’t go anywhere far and I can’t do anything fun!” complained the young man who owned nearly every materialistic item he’d ever wished for.

“I’m sorry…”

“It’s your entire fault! Well, if I’m going to die young anyway, then I might as well have fun while I’m still alive!”

“Please, don’t say that. You won’t die young,” his mother tried to convince herself. She bit her lower lip because it hurt to imagine that her son could die any hours, minute, second.

“I’d rather die young than be trapped in Seoul for the rest of my life!” he shouted loudly before turning his back on his mother and running out of the room.

He ran out of the mansion and to the yellow Mustang. From the corner of his eye, he saw the bodyguards preparing to follow him; those stupid bodyguards that his parents had hired to stick to him like glue just in case Junsu’s heart would suddenly stop functioning and needed to be sent to the hospital.

Junsu mumbled a curse and revved up his car. He stomped on the gas pedal and drove out of the large parking lot that held the other eight expensive vehicles his parents had bought him.

This wasn’t fair. Why him, of all people? Why did he have to be born with this heart disease? Why did he have to be trapped in a boring place like Seoul because his parents worried too much? Why did they have to tie him down and prevent him from enjoying life?

Junsu looked in the rearview mirror to see the two vehicles that followed him. He mumbled a curse at the bodyguards and sped up.

He rolled down his windows and turned the radio up to full volume, causing the compartment to vibrate with every beat. He saw the people in the vehicles next to his own; covering their ears and rolling up their own windows to avoid the invading ruckus coming from Junsu’s car.

Junsu rolled his eyes at the idiots who did not share his interest in loud music and continued to drive.

Then the disturbing feeling in his chest started to bother him again. It’d happen for a few seconds when he’d woken up this morning, but went away as fast as it came. Now it was happening again.

Maybe if he ignored it, it’ll go away again.

So Junsu ignored it and continued to drive, turning into a larger street where more cars were in his way.

Junsu gasped when the third pang hit him. One hand clutched at the cashmere that covered his chest and his eyes narrowed. One hand gripped tightly onto the stirring wheel. It was getting hard to breathe.

He began to gasp for air and couldn’t concentrate on the road. He heard honking and the hand on the wheel began to shake uncontrollably. But he couldn’t feel anything in his other hand, only numbness. He couldn’t feel his legs either!

No! Not now! Not like this!

He’d been normal for the past two years. Why now? Why this? Why him?

Honking, he heard honking.

What were his legs doing? He couldn’t control his legs! He couldn’t feel them!

His vision began to blur from the lack of oxygen and he lost the strength to grip, the wheel and his shirt.

Honking, screeching, crashing.

His body went limp and he lost himself to darkness, perhaps even to the embrace of Death.


Junsu blinked once; blinked twice. Then he closed his eyes again because it was so much easier.

He tried to move his body, but only managed to move his fingers.

“He’s waking up! I’ll go get the doctor!”

“Junsu! Junsu! Can you hear me?”

Junsu frowned a little at the voices for intruding his rest.

Wait, was he asleep? For how long? Why did he feel so groggy?

But…wasn’t he supposed to be dead? The last thing…the last thing he remembered was driving…and then it happened. The curse that had haunted him since his birth happened, ready to take his life, once and for all.

Was he dead?

“Junsu!” came his mother’s sob.

Junsu finally felt the small hands that covered his own hand. He gained better control of his body and it was easier to keep his eyes open this time. He saw his parents.

“Where am I?” he tried to say, but it came out sounding hoarse and dry, as if he hadn’t used his voice in a long time.

“Sweetie, don’t worry, you’ll be fine. The surgery was a success.”

His vision stopped blurring and he saw his mother’s crying eyes as she held his hand against her cheek.


“I’ll explain it to you later. Just know that you’ll be okay.”

Chapter 2 // “It hurts to remember, but it also hurts to forget.”

J.I.Djulili on August 18th, 2009 10:26 pm (UTC)
I have so been out of town so I have missed your stories! And here you have a new one!!

I was in Japan and in Korea!! I saw the boys in concert! I met Junsu's family! And I am so behind in your fics it is not funny.....

This looks like a good one (as usual) and I love the fact that you are making Junsu non-likable. Nobody can be perfect all the time!
switalyswitaly on August 18th, 2009 11:12 pm (UTC)
OMO! New Fic time! Yehey! *off to read*
Go Micah! ^-^
switalyswitaly on August 18th, 2009 11:23 pm (UTC)
OMG! The Beggining was SUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU cute! I can just imagine it~! I was like Kyaaa! Awwww! How CUTE! That is super cute X3!!!! I cant get over it! Its sooo cute! X3 GAHHHHH!
Then Junsu is in a carcrash? Oh nooooo TT.TT

*off to read the rest*

I LOVE THIS FIC Already!!!!
As expected! its written by Micah~ ^-^
oreo85oreo85 on August 19th, 2009 01:02 am (UTC)
Yay.....new story from u :) my poor junsu....

Okey, goes to read the next chapter.....
yapschan on August 19th, 2009 01:16 am (UTC)
I'm going to read it as always!!! I hope I will comment all chapter!!
Let's go for Junsu bad character xDDDD
intricate_y on August 19th, 2009 03:59 am (UTC)
finally! something to help me relax from all the constant studying I've been doing =.=

WHEEE~ I'm staying right here because I love my JaeMin. XD heee.

Oh and I kind of think I got the story now~ wheee. haha. idekw I get your stories but not anybody else's, I'm weird like that XD LOL.

aliajjlovealiajjlove on August 19th, 2009 08:25 am (UTC)
i want yunjae~~~~ *whining*

i want yunjae...TT_TT

aliajjlovealiajjlove on August 19th, 2009 08:31 am (UTC)
OMO~~~~ Junsu involved in an accident!??!?!?!

OMO~~~ what to do?

the power is in your hand, micah~~~~


vicassiedona: bsminvicassiedona on August 19th, 2009 08:34 am (UTC)
new one :D

the starting was cute <3
and poor junsu :[

lucky me. i love jaemin the most. so, im reading it here. xD
asuka2507asuka2507 on August 19th, 2009 11:25 am (UTC)
omg micah-ah~ u have another one up :D ur realli spoiling us... bt i love being spoiled :D will read this up after revision :)
~♥Hope to the End. Always Keep the Faith♥~chloe1910 on August 19th, 2009 06:17 pm (UTC)
Surgery??? Because of the accident, Junsu had a heart transplant is it?? The taller boy and younger boy is the first part is Yoosu or Jaemin??
minxii's_secretminjunnie on August 20th, 2009 03:05 am (UTC)
Oh my goodness, the Jaehomin thing at the start confused me. XD -fail- I'm glad you put it in simpler terms though, so I understand now~ =]
So Junsu's going to be a brat this time? =D
-off to read the next part-
apit13apit13 on August 23rd, 2009 06:31 am (UTC)
whew~ new fic again??
yay!! XDDDD
okay, i'm reading from this spot~ >w
aw.shinawshin on October 25th, 2009 03:46 pm (UTC)
I'm starting micah! Lol. Don't make us hate Junsu too much. Yoochun will be heartbroken, look at him! *points* Do you bear to...? Lol, cunning girl. Haha!
♥ Minnie Oppa ♥: Yunho!Gunsidmaron on November 8th, 2009 02:23 pm (UTC)
Sounds really interesting!
I'm just a bit confused about the YunJaeMin/JaeHoMin thing... o__o
And either the link to winglin is broken or winglin is just being an ass again. O.o
♥ Minnie Oppa ♥: Yunho!Gunsidmaron on November 8th, 2009 02:28 pm (UTC)
Hmm~... But I think it's not going to be a problem because I like YunJae and not JaeMin nor HoMin in specific. LOL
What about the personality change? Is there Jae and Yun and in the other story they are just like exchanged? O__o
I dun get it. Sry. xD
wonaxixi on May 25th, 2010 03:55 am (UTC)
OK! I'm starting with this now !
I was missing your fanfics ._.
So fooling around i found out I haven't read this before!

wachan_wajoongwachan_wajoong on September 22nd, 2010 03:46 pm (UTC)
^^ ~ I always love ur fics ~

Well, my friends and I had ur permission for translating "Blind" into Vietnamese. We have finished it for some months ago and heheh, the readers are really luv it ~ :X ~

So, could we have ur permission for translating "His heart"? Many readers ask the translator when she will translate ur next fic *u're really famous w/ couple fans in my country, u know? ;))*

I hope u'll accept ^^ ~

And thanks for ur writing. It's really amazing >
pinky_ycpinky_yc on August 5th, 2011 07:47 am (UTC)
Dear Micah,

I really admire your writing skill through this fic, and I think it'd be great for other YooSu Fans to read such a wonderful fanfic!

So I want to ask for a permission to translate this fic, His Heart, into Vietnamese and post it on my Wordpress! I'll send you back my wordpress after I finish translating! ^^

I'm looking forward for your feedback, :), please reply to me though my email: i_love_angel_perfect0801@yahoo.com

Thank you so so much!!!!!

Great day,

bamami on November 19th, 2011 02:23 am (UTC)
I hope this comment will not disturb you. I see that some fans asked you for traslating this fic into Vietnamese but I still want to have your permission to translate this fic. So won't you mind if I translate it into Vietnamese?
I really love your fics and want to share it with my friends.
Thanks for reading.
I'm looking forward to hearing from you soon.
Have a nice day, Micah