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It’s Kim Junsu’s voice that interrupts his train of thought.

”Yoochun, is that-“

”No! No, it isn’t,” Park Yoochun answers, quickly, and pockets the cell phone which Junsu had tried to look at. The younger one pouts.

”You’ve been secretive, lately,” Junsu mumbles and kicks the volume of One Piece Yoochun has next ( Read more... )

Junsu knows who Park Yoochun is. He knows, but he doesn’t show it.

Instead he just smiles kindly, tries to, and shakes his hand like Yunho had done. Truthfully he is very uncomfortable, trying not to look into the other man’s eyes, afraid that he might remember. I bet he doesn’t, I mean look at him - cell phone ringing every ( Read more... )