#jaefact

☌ : Would/does your muse have any special piercings anywhere? Would they get some?

Define ‘special’? Well, Jaejoong certainly would consider them special at any rate. He’d tell you stories having to do with them, the reasons behind them, how much he’s liked them, etcetera etcetera. Sure, his body piercings are generally simple studs through skin for the most part, but he certainly likes to think they’re uniquely his style. 

To date, he’s had a plethora of piercings, including the short lived eyebrow he had a few years back. The piercings that were more easily visible though, they didn’t seem to sit so well with being publicly received. Why, he’d even gotten the slew of questions about marring the lovely gift of his face! Deciding to forgo those awkward and self esteem crushing incidents, Jaejoong keeps his piercings to places that are either more readily excepted (like the ears), or somewhere he can cover up should the occasion call for it. This said, it makes for keeping some metal slipped through his left nipple and navel both easy to cover, and easy to reveal when he so desires. 

NAME: Kim Jaejoong BIRTHDAY: 1986, January 26 GENDER: Male HEIGHT: 179cm

● TALENTS

CAN YOU JUGGLE: Is this a dirty question~? Heh. It kinda seems like it? ART/SPORTS/BOTH: I didn’t think about this kind of thing until just now, because of this question, and I’m picking art. Sports are good but they’re hard to play alone, art you can do together or yourself. And when you get into art its not about winning or doing the best. I wonder what it would be like if we played sports the same as we did when expressing in a painting? Sometimes I feel that sex can be this way.  DO YOU LIKE WRITING:  I don’t dislike it? DO YOU LIKE DANCING:  Ehhh. . . Yeah~ But shhh don’t tell me I’m bad, okay? Just dance with me instead?  DO YOU LIKE SINGING: I like it a lot. I always feel calmer after singing at home, its like a massage for my mixed up feelings, if you want to know how it is for me.

● FANTASIZES

DREAM VACATION: I want to go skiing in the Alps and to drink French wine. Or maybe before that do Octoberfest in Germany? Or the festivals in India. I want to go to where there is so much to do.  DREAM GUY/GIRL: Mmm. . . You? Ahaha okay okay um. . . maybe just JiJi is okay for me?  DREAM WEDDING: Ah. I’ve had enough weddings already, but. . . the idea of one on a boat is nice. Renting out a big boat for it and all your friends so that it feels like the party is the world for the weekend.  DREAM PET:  If Jaguars could be trained to eat cat food and to use a litterbox that would be cool.  DREAM JOB: Well, if I got the chance to be a rockstar I wouldn’t let it pass me up! 

● PREFERENCES

GUYS/GIRLS/BOTH: That. . . picking isn’t my style. When you start to pick and choose you’ll end up confusing yourself when someone unique comes along.  EYE COLOR: So do people truly pick someone by their eyes? . . . I was thinking it might happen. . . good thing there are contacts with colors.  HAIR COLOR: Anything!  HUMOROUS/SERIOUS: Some serious people are pretty funny, but its nice when someone wants to joke with you rather than talk about politics and such. TALLER/SHORTER: What? Really? Ahaha you can’t help this though can you?  BIGGEST TURN OFF: Making fun of me too much. A little is alright but if you make too much fun, me or someone else, even someone I don’t know, I really don’t like listening to that kind of talk. Being rude about someone else like that doesn’t make you look cool.  BIGGEST TURN ON: Ahaha. Um. I’m kind of easy so, I guess someone who likes to play around? Not like, I mean its more the personality. If you like fun it makes me want to rile the fun up more with you. 

● OTHER

FAVORITE ARTIST: What kind of art? There are so many. Lee Jeeyoung does with a space what would be the same as planting out the inside of your heart on a painting. You feel it when you look at her things.  FAVORITE COLOR: It is a girlish choice, but pink has brightness and softness. These types of feelings are soothing for me. When I see a lot of dark I sometimes think dark thoughts too. I like the kind of gentle pink, like JiJi’s little toes, best.  LUCKY NUMBER: Five! One more than four, the unlucky number, so just skipping past the misfortune to get to the treasure hiding behind it~ Get it?  AVERAGE HOURS OF SLEEP:  This is a weird question. I sleep more than enough or not at all is how I operate. 

For all that Jaejoong talks, it can be hard (read impossible) to get some things out of him. And its not necessarily for the sake of his own feelings, in fact, its almost even more to do with the fact that he’s not sure how to convey his feelings about the past, about a fond memory or about a time that still makes anxiousness curl up in his gut. Secretive isn’t the right word for him, not when you learn to understand his language, one that is more often than not without words. 

You can see it there in a painting, one that looks insignificant and funny at first glance. Why would he paint an image like that? Something as mundane as a tipped over bottle of cola? There’s not even a table for its contents to drip off of, just a plane of white with the stark dark drink and its bright label, the liquid finally dropping off some unmarked surface. 

Or maybe you’d understand it better when you got a glimpse into his little trove of pictures? The little stolen moments of people, ones you’d probably assume are friends of his, until you come across the torn out page of magazine. But hey, he’s a popular guy, it would make sense for him to know a model right? For him to know someone pretty enough to be hired for the purpose of laying across a bed full of rumpled pillows? The further in you dig though, the stranger it probably becomes, until you’re thinking it eerie even, that he’d have these nameless faces tucked into a shoebox. 

So maybe you ask him about it, when how he converses still isn’t clear to you. 

“What’s this about Jaejoong?”

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When you don’t come back later, annoyed with how he conducts himself perhaps, or just wanting more straight forward company you can understand better, can feel more comfortable with-- 

That’s when a month later you get a painting delivered, the canvas taught around a light wood frame, the whole thing wrapped in the brown paper that only comes with packaging. And you’re confused, think it can’t be right, because you hadn’t bought anything from a gallery in a long time, and you’d certainly remember buying something like that. 

And there it is. A classic bottle of cola spilt over impersonal white sheets and the ice cubes that got tipped from their equally innocuous bucket. They’re just shy of nestling up against the pillows that line the headboard which is stained to look like expensive mahogany, a color close to the one seeping into the spread of the bed. There’s an arm baring their cuddling melt into the pillows though.  One arm laid out, inside of the elbow and wrist exposed, and something about that hand looks familiar, as much as the fingers that are walking in a step of two along the inside of the splayed arm. 

I don't like people lying to me, not really, but its how it is sometimes, right? 

But I just hate it most when they say lies about how they feel. 

Why do you want to lie to me about how you're feeling? You don't trust me? Am I mean is that why you don't want to say? Don't like bothering with me?

I hate when people lie about it, and then get mad at me later for just being like usual with them, or being in a mood too. 

*: If you want my characters opinion on yours

Kinda a weird guy, in his ideals and insecurities, but super nice. That’s the gist of Jaejoong’s thoughts on Yunho. He knows that the thought processes they have wouldn’t match up even on a day of miracles, knows that while it wouldn’t anyways with most people, with this guy there’s a fundamental sort of difference in viewing the world. Add that along with how he knows their upbringings to be different too and he gets it, that they would have a hard time seeing eye to eye on things or reaching the same conclusions. But he also knows, that Yunho is nice, like the stupidly benevolent kind of nice. 

It irks him sometimes, when he’s having an off day, off moment, the polite behavior, makes him dance off to other people who are comfortable with impoliteness and brashness with friends. Still, he wouldn’t discount Yunho from being a friend ever, not when the guy had given over hugs freely or just smiled when Jaejoong hadn’t realized he’d needed one. Yeah. A nice guy everyone should probably want in their friendship arsenal.

♛: If you want a short story about my characters past

Trying out for the talent agency doesn’t go the way he’d hoped it would. 

The impassive faces of the people scouting, judging, there’s not even a flicker of recognition in their eyes for how hard Jaejoong’s trying to win them over. They don’t even tell him why he’s no good, but he thinks the way they’d refrained from making eye contact with him while he’d sung had been answer enough. His friend doesn’t get any further auditions either, so at least there’s some camaraderie in the disappointment, but even with that, Jaejoong can’t help but to feel a fumbling melancholy for the next few days. 

His noona and her husband take him out to dinner, the same noona that encouraged him to audition, and its much fancier a place than anyone his age ought to be permitted into. He marvels over the high class meal and restaurant’s presentation, only knowing later how much that ‘spoiling’ helped in him getting over the lost little dream. 

[[ the muse is very very happy for the hugs and kisses anon he sends his affections~ lol ]]

Conscription is a weird time for Jaejoong. 

He’d always been pretty popular around his peers, always had a decent number of friendly faces willing to side up to him. People would say he was likable, friendly, funny, in his school at least. At home, his sisters of course liked him too, but they took to teasing him plenty and caring after him as their baby brother, an entirely different role then he played with his same age friends. The same could be said for his two years in the army, how its different to anything he’s known before. 

He’s not like a lot of guys. Pride isn’t settled into him, eating at his marrow if he doesn’t feed it well enough with his chartable life accomplishments. He’s been humbled thanks to a failed relationship, a failed comfort, that kind of pride now long and gone away, and started to look differently at life in a way kids his age don’t normally. The part of him that had always been left untouched, that other attraction he didn’t know what to do about, when plunged into the adult world, with men alone for company, it suddenly doesn’t seem so strange, so far from exploration. 

It doesn’t happen in any sort of remarkable way, he just starts to notice things. Maybe its because there are older guys too, ones who aren’t still so close to their school kid selves, ones who aren’t living under their parents’ roof, ones who don’t care about fitting in with any kind of ideals. In fact, Jaejoong falls in love with the idea of building your own instead, goes head over heals into the idea of taking his lemons and making lemonade, strawberry flavor if he wants even. So when he starts to feel gazes of inhibition on him, Jaejoong takes it in stride the way he never would have only a year before. 

Conscription isn’t a bad time for Jaejoong, or awesomely good either, though perhaps the weird is more good than bad, even if it is full of awkward. And not just on his part, because even the older guys, Jaejoong finds them fumbling now and then when he looks them in the eye, which is confusing, because he hasn’t really begun to think of himself as grown up yet. He’s curious though, what that’s about, and life gives him the chance to find out for himself. Life sends him a hyung who gives him the full tour, lays it out and lets him in on the secret of the jungle laws: that you might as well make ‘em up for yourself, or else you’re gonna to get screwed over by the ones other people put out first.