Honey and Han

Disclaimer: My avatar picture was the inspiration for this fanfic. It's dynamic, mysterious and romantic all at the same time. This is a work of imagination

mixed with a little KPOP, Fandom Scandal and should be taken as a story with a little something for everyone. There's even a hint of friendship based Yoosu.

All Korean language mistakes are due to yours truly!

Han (cultural definition): Han is a sorrow caused by heavy suffering, injustice or persecution, a dull lingering ache in the soul. But, ironically it also notes an enduring strength and a resilient nature.

"Love generates Love"-Rumi

Part I

Reflections of the Dance

April -2010

Her name is Telisha Shaw and even though she is supposed to be working she's completely distracted by her thoughts. She is thinking about her decision to

help out Jeri with this showcase tour. Telisha is also thinking about her agent Erin and how she was adamant about pushing her to move from the dance

world to the acting world. "Erin really believes in me" Telisha thought wondering if she made the right decision to go back to dancing. But as she

absentmindedly missed a step and Jeri called her name she refocused and saw how hard everyone was working especially the members of the Korean boy

band JYJ. She had little knowledge of them, had tried to look them up on the internet but she still felt she didn't really know anything about them….

Hours later the practice session ends. For all her earlier distraction the day ended pretty well with some real hard core choreography being finalized. Telisha is

fidgeting in front of the dance room mirror as everyone is filing out. Her clothes are all black and kind of sexy as well. She's thinking that it would be a great

outfit to wear to the club. She brushes her hair out of her face wondering if she should cut her bangs again. Then she notices that someone other than herself

is reflected in the mirror with her. The man notices her at the same time and as their eyes meet they both burst out laughing. She turns as he puts his hand

in front of his mouth. Telisha remembers that his name is Jun…no Jun-su as she watches his eyes dance a loud almost comical burst of sound comes out from

behind his hands..Eu Kyang Kyang! Telisha's eyes widen in alarm and she laughs even harder. They dissolve into a fit of giggles. As their mirth abates into

warm smiles she bows in an attempt to copy the behavior she noticed the boys doing when they met in the morning but miscalculates as Junsu extends his

hand to shake hers. They start laughing again as she awkwardly straightens and shakes his hand. Looking at him and the slight dimple that formed as he

smiled at her a strange feeling comes over Telisha. Somehow she felt like she had known him all her life. His dreams, likes and dislikes even his core beliefs

in that one moment felt like they were as familiar to her as her own. In that moment Junsu felt like a beloved friend.

With her smile widening and her deep dark almost black eyes sparkling like twin stars Junsu thought how beautiful she was, he wished so hard to be able to

tell her but he always felt really uncomfortable speaking English. He had already noticed her soft and silky hair as it whipped about during rehearsal and her

body. Oh my God! Her body! The bounce of her full breasts, the curve of her hips that just emphasized her glorious ass. He had tried desperately to hide the

fact that he couldn't stop starring at her from everyone but he knew that he failed miserably today. Every time she brushed past his eyes couldn't help

following her form. Watching her dance was hypnotizing. The power of her movements was impressive and yet the grace in her was never diminished by her

speed and precision. She made such cute faces while she moved like she was feeling every emotion with her whole body. Telisha attacked each sequence

with so much energy that Junsu sometimes felt openly challenged by her. The cool thing was that he liked the feeling of competition. The feeling of familiarity

was pretty overwhelming and oddly enough it reminded him of the first time he met Yoochun! Junsu could still remember how he could tell exactly what

Yoochun was thinking without either one of them having to say a single word. The sense of connection between himself and Telisha was all the more

surprising considering the language barrier. Having her smile so sweetly at him made his breath hitch in his chest but instead of feeling uneasy it felt

wonderful….

Telisha was dreaming. She knew she was dreaming because he was in bed with her. She barely had spoken two words to him and now he was here in her

bed, in her condo. Junsu smiled that splendid smile at her again as though to soothe her nerves. She was always having crazy dreams but this was too much!

"Chagiya" he whispered as he reached to brush the sleep tousled hair out of her eyes.

"What the fu….?!"

"Shh Shhh….dangsineul sarang haja."

"What?!"

He switches to English, "Sorry, let me love you."

"What are you doing here?"

"You invited me in, remember?"

"No, I never…..I don't understand."

"Let me explain it to you."

He pulled the tangled blankets away revealing her pink tank top and panties. The cool air felt good on her heated body but his hands felt even better. He

stroked her so softly and it felt good to be touched with such gentleness. It was like he was worshiping her; even his eyes looked at her like she was the

most beautiful woman in the world. In every glance she felt adored. Then he leaned down and kissed her and all her questions melted right out of her head.

Junsu kissed her with the ease of long practice. His kiss seemed familiar somehow; it honestly felt like she had kissed him before and his taste was

unexpectedly evocative and addictive. Telisha's hands made their way into his hair and she moaned. The minute her mouth opened his tongue invaded first

tracing her inner bottom lip and then slowly rubbing against her tongue. His hands caressed her collar bone and she held her breath as they brushed the top

of her breasts. Telisha pulled back to look at him as he pulled her cotton tank top down to reveal her breasts. His eyes stayed steady on hers as he tugged

the cloth out of his way. As he looked down unashamedly eager to see her body, Junsu frowned. While her face and clavicle were beautifully detailed her

breasts appeared blurry and undefined. Junsu squinted harder but still her body remained out of focus. There was a loud buzzing that momentarily distracted

him. He turned to identify the source of the annoying noise and when he turned back Telisha was gone.

"Teli! Telisha!" He looked all the room…."Teli?"

It was a dream and he was alone. He was alone now but just moments ago he had held the most amazing woman in his arms. He'd tasted her, had inhaled

her honey spice scent and had felt her arms envelope him.

But in reality…..

It was a dream and he was all alone.