w/o warning --14
Title: w/o warning
Chapters: 15
Genre: Comedy, Drama, Yaoi
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Yoosu, Yunjae, Min?
Summary: It took a crossdresser, a yaoi manga and a steamy fanfiction to turn the TVXQ household upside down. Oh, and one more thing... a one night stand.
A/N: 2nd last chp ^^v
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Chapter 14
Flashes of light sparked the room. The cameras clicked away. Junsu posed after another. Yoochun leaned back on his heels and just watched. Enormous white canvas fluttered slightly at the blowing fan. Temperature in the studio had risen to slightly uncomfortable heat that had slowly begun to engulf Yoochun in sheens of sweat.
Junsu smiled at the camera. Hands cupping his cheeks in his famous cute pose. He looked cute and happy alright, but Yoochun knew those eyes said something different. It spelt troubled. And it made Yoochun’s inside twisted with guilt. After all, it was a result of Yoochun’s feelings, wasn’t it? Something knocked over a makeshift table got Yoochun’s attention.
Oh. It was just Jaejoong and Yunho tickling each other. He envied them. His relationship with Junsu needed a real fix if it’s to go back to how it should be. And Yoochun was willing to give his all, even if his feelings had to go, at least he could still keep the friendship, and that was better than nothing at all.
He spun his head back to Junsu, who now was staring at the camera with an intensity that took Yoochun’s breath away. God, how could he survive a heart attack, what with Junsu flashing those charismatic eyes? It made his heart beat faster than usual, and his blood pumping to where it shouldn’t… like his hardening member. Shit.
“Yoochun, it’s your turn next. If you need the toilet, go now.” Yoora said before going back to look over the file in her hands.
“Yeah, I’ll be right back.” Yoochun made a zip to the toilet, jacked off at record time and whizz into the studio like nothing happened.
He went behind Yoora who seemed to be chatting with someone. “Slacking?”
Yoora almost jumped out of her seat. “You scared me, Yoochun!” She playfully smacked his arm. “No, I wasn’t. I was just checking my mailbox.”
Yoochun kept his mouth shut though he noticed that Yoora had smoothly exited her instant messenger. What was there to hide? It wasn’t like he’d tell the world about her conversations or something.
“Hey, I like your wallpaper.” Yoochun grinned.
“Thanks, you boys look so gorgeous in here.” Yoora looked one last time at the wallpaper, admiring their beauty before closing her laptop. “Now, go ahead, it’s your turn.”
Yoochun smiled at Junsu as he walked pass him to the shooting area. Junsu looked him up and down, but he thought he saw Junsu lingered a little longer below his navel. Maybe it was just his imagination.
***
“What’s going on here?” Yoochun stepped into the living room with the hair towel wrapped around his head.
The noise didn’t subside, and he had a bad feeling it was either a hot gossip or some depressing news. Moving slowly to the guys crowded around the table, dinner abandoned at the moment, Yoochun settled behind Jaejoong, peering over his shoulders. Yunho’s laptop flicked a few pictures from a website. Yoochun paled.
Yunho looked up from the screen. “Yoochun.”
“I-I’m fine with it. He deserves a nice girl.” Yoochun said quickly despite the lump in his throat.
“Junsu seen with a girl. Fan girls going berserk.” Changmin read the titled of the article. “You’ve got to be kidding me.”
“Well, the picture is real. And that is Junsu.” Jaejoong rubbed his chin. “By the way where is Junsu?”
“He went out.” Changmin helpfully answered. “Most probably with that rumoured girl.”
Yoochun shrugged.
“God, I’m sorry, Yoochun. I didn’t know Junsu could be such a jerk.” Jaejoong hugged Yoochun, patting his back in a calming manner.
And speaking of him, Junsu came through the door, removed his shoes and came over. “Hey.”
“Hey, back.” Jaejoong scowled at him. “You, out of all people should know better then go around kissing girls in public.”
“I- I know that.” Junsu stammered. His face grew red from the attention of his band mates.
Yoochun didn’t say a word. He just stared at the screen. He heard Changmin asking if that article was true.
“I did kiss her.” Junsu answered.
Yoochun have had enough. He felt his eyes burn at the hints of the first tear. Sitting here, and crying, wasn’t the best solution. Besides, he couldn’t face Junsu, not right now when he felt like falling apart. His legs felt heavy, but he mustered himself to walk out like nothing happen. Yeah right.
The door closed silently, surprisingly. Junsu had expected Yoochun to slam it. Damn it! If Yoochun had slammed the door, he’ll at least know that Yoochun’s mad with jealousy. But the way Yoochun’s acting right now, it seemed like Yoochun had given him up.
“Oh, god.” Junsu slumped forward, face buried in his hands. “Stupid! Stupid!”
“Why?” Changmin looked flabbergasted. “What the hell is wrong with you? You just blew it, man!”
Yunho looked from one to the other. Clearly, he was missing some chunk of information that only Changmin and Jaejoong seemed to know. Tapping his lover’s shoulder, Yunho frowned.
“Blew what?” Yunho asked.
“Blew his chance.” Jaejoong sighed. At Junsu’s slight protest, Jaejoong added. “I’m not stupid, Junsu, I know you loved him. And Yoochun clearly do too. But your stubborn head had better judgement and you pushed him away till the very edge.”
“I’m stupid. I was scared. I thought it’s a phase, though I enjoyed the-the intimacy. I didn’t want to be a homo, it disgust me. But the more Yoochun confess his feelings, I become frightened that he may be right.” Junsu looked up at them. “So, I called my ex, and just kissed her.”
“To test if you’re gay or not?” Yunho asked. An eyebrow shot up inquiringly.
“Sort of.” Junsu admitted quietly. “There wasn’t any feelings, a-and it felt weird.”
“You’re one big jerk.” Jaejoong shook his head disapprovingly. “Then what the hell are you doing here? Go after him!”
“Yeah, if you really love him, go and confess everything.” Changmin added.
Yunho lifted an index finger indicating Junsu to wait for a bit. He made his way to his room, grabbed a couple of notes and slapped it into Junsu’s open palms.
“Wha-“ Junsu stared at the cash in his hand.
“Take it. It’s for the taxi fare.” Yunho grinned. “Go get your boy.”
“But, what if he-“
“No buts Junsu. Just go, now!” Yunho pushed him out of the door.
Junsu frowned. “But this is too much.”
Jaejoong chuckled. “Just use the extra cash to buy more lube, because I bet you need them.”
To be continued...
A/N: ok, it's short.. ^^; mianhae~