{Fiction - YooSu} The Mighty Red Manicured Pimp Hand 19
Title: The Mighty Red Manicured Pimp Hand
Paring: YooSu, JaeMinHo
Genre: Crack, Smut, Fluff
Rating: NC-17
Chapter: 19/20
Author: egoisticfreak
Summary: Pimp Yoochun went to his favorite strip club and his BFF dropped him something about a heavenly ass stripper. When he saw him dance his ass out of heaven, the pimp decided to use every power on his PIMP hand to get the heavenly ass. However, a certain event happened that twisted the entire situation.
A/N: Weeeeee!!! Almost done! ^__^ ~ with battering eyelashes….=3 Seriously, I don’t want to finish this baby! For the reason that I love my hot and sexy phail PIMP!
Profiles // 1 // 2 // 3 // 4 // 5 // 6 // 7 // 8 // 9 // 10 // 11 // 12 // 13 // 14 // 15 // 16 // 17 // 18
Chapter 19 - Don’t Touch Mah Bitch, you FOO!
“How’s that? Did you love my little show?” he said greasily as he unzipped the other’s pants.
“Umm… yeah…hey!” He slapped Yoochun’s hands away from his length, “I’m not that aroused, it was simply like that.”
“Yeah, right,” Yoochun sneered and Junsu pouted. “Oh yeah,” the pimp gulped, “We need to talk.”
~~
Junsu tensed at those words, for him, it sounded so wrong. “Errr… What do you want to talk about, then?” he simply inquired, eyes wandering all over the room.
The pimp shifted a bit, he looked straight into Junsu’s eyes. He was uncertain to voice out what’s inside him. He tried to open his mouth, but subjected to lick his lips instead. This was too annoying for him, not to mention helluva fuckin’ new.
Junsu breathed all the available air in the room, but it seemed that nothing entered his lungs. Closing his eyes, he tried to stay still and listen to whatever Yoochun would say.
“Stay with me tonight,” Yoochun uttered blankly, though it’s not the right statement to be uttered.
Junsu knew everything will fall down to one thing, sex. He sighed once again and finally opened his eyes to face the pimp, the wonderful all-sexual pimp. No words came out, he just eyed him like that.
“So?” Yoochun inquired, waiting for his heavenly ass’ reply.
Nothing.
“Su? I serious-”
“Oh shut up!” Junsu cracked, he wasn’t sure but his blood was boiling over the top.
“What is it this time?” Yoochun wondered, gently touching Junsu’s cheek.
The divine rear went silent again. He couldn’t think and was frustrated because of this man. This man who he thought was far different from others. This man who he thought could read his mind. This man who he thought had stolen his damn heart.
Junsu stood up and decided it’s time to leave the room. He needed his rest, there’s one more week before he goes back to his work. He has one more week to consider leaving this place and forget everything, the high and ecstasy of dancing, and of course, him.
Yoochun watched Junsu stood up and walked straight to the door. He gathered all his courage to follow him once Junsu was out of the room. He went past the door and ran towards his heavenly ass, no, his Junsu. He grabbed him by his left arm and the other tried to slap his billion-dollar face, but he was able to catch it.
“Let me go!” shouted Junsu, getting away from the pimp before his tears burst out from his eyes.
“What’s so wrong about asking you to stay with me?” Yoochun asked, confusion enveloping his mind.
“Nothing’s wrong about staying with you, I’m just …” Junsu stuttered, he didn’t know what to say or feel at the moment, “I’m … I’m just sick of all this crap!”
“What crap are you talkin’ about?” Yoochun quizzed. Junsu’s interpreted this incorrectly.
“Us!” Junsu blurted out, his aim was to make Yoochun set him free, but the pimp had a strong grip. “I’m sick of the two of us doing all this shit and getting nowhere!” his eyes started to blur with tears.
Yoochun pulled him closer, he never wanted to let go of this person in the first place. He wanted to own him, everything of him. All because he was down right, head over heels in love with Junsu.
“Su? Look at me, babe, please,” Yoochun said comfortingly.
Junsu looked sideways denying every sense he could feel, denying every emotion knocking him down.
“Kim Junsu! Look at me!” Yoochun shouted, shaking Junsu’s form.
Junsu gave up and eventually stared back at Yoochun, “What do you really want from me?”
“Stupid ass! Is it wrong for me to ask you to stay with me in my bed all night? Stay and kiss your lips ‘til dawn? Embrace you ‘til we sleep? Whisper words I’ve never said to anyone?” the pimp groaned with anger as words flew out of his mouth. He can’t control himself anymore. He has to forget all his pride to say these simple things that normal humans tell each other.
Junsu looked ceased and looked down, “Words? What words?”
“I love you, Junsu,” Yoochun let out three words that never existed in his dictionary.
“Love? Me?” Junsu calmed down, he remained focused on the floor. He inhaled deeply and thought of other things to forget those three words.
Yoochun let go of Junsu to give him time. The other turned around and walked to the elevator going the first floor. The pimp waited for Junsu’s to look back, but nothing happened. Once the heavenly ass left the floor, he leaned to the nearest wall and gazed straight up the exquisite ceiling.
“Smooth words, pimp, very smooth,” he told himself, looking blank and plain.
~~
Confusion is the right word for Junsu, for now. He tried everything to distract himself from the pimp and focus on his work. Well, it has been three full days in other words 72 hours of no Yoochun in his life. He turned off his phone and asked Yunho to cover up for him if ever. He even asked Jaejoong for another leave. He had to thank his fabulous boss for letting him have this break for no reason at all.
He flipped the papers and read the nurse’s notes, doctor’s orders, medications, tests and other shit about this certain patient. He needed to finish studying this before he suggests readmitting this guy in a different institution. This patient was seriously injured in the lung area when he was admitted and some procedures were done to search for more injuries, it was an emergency and must be done immediately. All of this happened because of his damn habit of smoking and alcohol.
“Haiz, this work isn’t helping me! I need something!” He banged his head on the poor table and a box fell down. He looked at it and grinned, looking at the gifts from his pimp, Yoochun.
He picked up the toys and returned it to the box placing it back to its original position. He pulled his laptop and turned it on. He still needs to work, though, he’ll just think about Yoochun later.
“My perverted pimp who’s in love with me,” he uttered laughing and denying that he said those words.
~~
Eight o’clock in the evening and the pimp was still being a zombie in front of his computer, typing and typing and entering codes, reading and analyzing stuffs like he usually did. This was fuckin’ ordinary and he needed to go back to MAZE and have fun with … with Junsu, if he’s not mad or anything.
He wanted to go, but how on earth will he go when there are piles of work to be done!? He almost forgot that had a meeting with the board of directors yesterday and even forgot to attend Jaejoong’s annual shopping spree which caused him to get a bitch slap from his best friend.
Suddenly, he heard a voice message and it was from her secretary, Sumi.
“Yes, Yoochun speaking,” answered the pimp after he pressing the red button on the speaker.
“The one I hired for Mr. Kim’s stalker found something. He’ll send the file to you right away when he finished investigating for today,” Sumi answered.
Yoochun’s eyes gawked at the speaker, “Please tell him to work fast, I’ve been hiring him for years and I know he has his own life, but I need results! Besides, where’s Leiho?!”
“She’s working at MAZE, remember?” Sumi retorted playfully.
“I know! I mean -”
“She has a hint on who’s the guy and she’s keeping a close eye on him, so don’t worry my pimp. I hired the best!” Sumi explained in a monotone manner that annoyed the pimp.
“Good thing I have faith in you and your connections because I will truly spank your ass if you fail!” shouted the pimp trying to threaten Sumi.
Sumi laughed, “What happened to the scary criminal I knew years ago!? I mean, the one who plots schemes to mass murder an entire family of mobsters and the person who controlled the black market for a year?”
“You do know that I got slapped by Jaejoong for doing all that and I’ve turned a new leaf even though I miss holding a gun and using my brain to strategize,” uttered Yoochun, leaning back on his swivel chair as he recalled his past life without his best friend.
“Then, Jaejoong came back with Changmin and you grew all jealous because of it because it is you who hi-”
“I know, I know! What can I do? Kill Changmin and let Jaejoong bitch out on me forever! No thank you, I love my sexy ears,” Yoochun defended, “Wait! How on earth did you -”
“I worship you, pimp and you already know that. That’s why I’ll stay here and watch and manipulate anyone to death,” she laughed sinisterly.
“You’re scaring me bitch!” Yoochun shrieked at her.
The speaker was silent and Yoochun waited for a minute before Sumi answered, “Oh yeah! Have you finished the last document that I gave you? Lady K contacted me about it and I’ll have to submit it tomorrow morning.”
Yoochun looked at the purple file and cursed, “Oh shit man!”
“Sir?” Sumi asked wondering what’s the cursing all about.
“I’ll finish it tonight and I’ll leave it on your desk later,” Yoochun answered as he flipped the pages.
“Yes, sir.”
“So much work and I think I need to pee,” Yoochun stood up and went to his comfort pimp room.
~~
The cybersex boytoy closed his laptop, and let out a yawn. No, he wasn’t doing a show in a café, he was doing something else. He looked at the time and checked his cell phone. No messages from anyone.
“I’m too useful and no one loves me when I’m busy,” he sighed and was startled when his ring tone played. He answered immediately knowing that it was Jaejoong. “Hello?”
“Where the fuck are you?” Jaejoong yelled like a bitch giving birth to little whores.
“I’m in StarDUCKS,” replied Changmin calmly.
“Okay, I thought you’re with your beloved fanbase, having a show or whatever,” Jaejoong said coolly.
Changmin grinned, “You jealous? I promised you I’d stop doing that, right? Instead I’ll just watch porn.”
“Don’t you dare look at plastic boobs and butts! You have Yunho and me! Duh! You’ll be Mr. Kim Changmin in two weeks and you’re acting so childish, watching and masturbating in front of your LCD!” threatened Jaejoong, his godly voice turned to a witch voice again.
“Fine, I’ll just record our fun time and watch it whenever I’m alone,” teased Changmin, knowing that Junsu would love to watch that too or even the pimp.
“That’s all right with me, but we should ask Yunho about it. He cursed like a madman when he found out that Yoochun set us all up in that room,” Jaejoong replied, voicing a childish tone and pouting.
“Okay, I’ll ask him if ever,” Changmin answered, “Bye, love.”
“Bye, Minnie!”
~~
Nine o’clock am the next day, Yunho finished his morning newspaper delivery and took off his cap, fixing his hair. He looked up in the sky and saw unicorns, okay he was being delusional, he saw nothing but the clouds. He sighed and looked back down, getting ready for his second job for the day, but then he was blinded by someone’s hands.
“Guess who?” a voice asked Yunho, carefully covering his hands to the other’s small face.
The star stripper didn’t need any clue, all because of the soft and silky skin touching his face, “Boss, what do you want?”
Yunho was turned around and Jaejoong hugged him, “Nothing, I just miss you! And you shall accompany me today to pick up our outfits for my wedding!”
“Haiz… but I have a job to attend and I seriously need -”
“And you need a new collection of wardrobe because I’m promoting you!” Jaejoong said and pouted his plump lips. Yunho nodded without question and followed the boss inside his car.
“So demanding! How on earth did Changmin live up to this moment!?” he thought as he hold on to his life because of Jaejoong’s “the fast and furious” style of driving.
~~
Junsu woke up around four in the afternoon being all love sick and he wanted to puke but he grinned as he rolled under his sheets, hugging his pillow and sniffing it like it was the pimp. He didn’t want to go anywhere today but stay in his bed, sleeping, dreaming and laughing. He was about to doze off again when he heard a knock on his door.
“Who?” he thought of the first person that flashed in his mind. He went straight to the bathroom and done his morning routine in a minute then ran towards the door. He straightened up his posture and opened the door. He was a greeted by a stranger, a delivery boy.
“Good morning, sir,” he smiled and handed a bouquet of white roses to Junsu.
Junsu wanted to laugh as he blushed while receiving the flowers, “Thanks.” He received another box with customized shapes of chocolate and bowed to thank the boy again.
“Welcome and err.. I forgot you need to sign here,” he directed Junsu to the receipt.
“Oh, here you go,” Junsu smiled and closed his door.
The heavenly ass jumped on the couch in the living room. He opened the box and yes, the chocolates were truly crafty. There are boobs, butts, dicks and balls in all shapes and sizes. He was thinking if he would eat it because it was truly precious not to mention funny.
“Yoochunnie,” he smiled and opened the card, but his phone rang and reached for it. “Hello?”
“Do you like my gift?” man from the other line asked.
Junsu made a three face (=3) and answered, “Yes, I do. Thanks, I love the chocolates especially the roses.”
“Roses?” Yoochun asked plainly, “I thought of giving you roses but I considered the chocolates because I think it’s funny and I don’t know how to be romantic.”
“But there are white roses included with the delivery,” Junsu suddenly tensed, he inhaled more air than usual.
“Is there somebody wooing you aside from me?” Yoochun quizzed with full envy. “I’ll kill that guy for trying.”
“Hey! Don’t be like that!” Junsu shrieked back, he was hesitating to open the card. He was shaking like before. “Why on earth is this happening to me? I never met anyone as insane as this one,” he wondered making him silent for a moment.
“Su? Are you still there?” Yoochun checked, he’s worried for all the shallow reasons.
Junsu woke up from his frustration and quickly replied, “I’m still here, just tired because of work.” The heavenly ass’ eyes grew wide, “Work?” he thought, “Oh shit!”
“Su?”
“Chunnie, I need to finish my work. I’ll call you later, bye!” He immediately hang up the phone and decided to scan all the documents once again.
“Got it!” Junsu said in victory, still shaking, he sat down his swivel chair and read the patient’s history once again.
~~
Changmin drove his Porsche Carrera GT smoothly like he was the king of the road. His mind was calculating everything, he found clues to the person he’s searching for weeks. He had all the puzzle pieces and now he’s ready to play the game and solve the puzzle.
Drifting his way to the direction of MAZE he stopped and maneuvered to the opposite direction, going to the pimp’s headquarters. He wanted to bang his head for not thinking quickly, it was too obvious. He didn’t even need the evidences, it was simple logic.
~~
After a nice hot shower, Junsu went to his closet and grabbed the nearest beige top with a belt and black slacks. He remembered his patient getting too infatuated with him. This client was being hunted because he has an underlying illness of psychosis. According to his history, this guy loves to manipulate people and once he gets too bored or too obsessed with something. He first thought of the guys addiction to cigarettes and alcohol, but he was seriously positive there were something else.
The directors of the hospital ordered to take this guy back because he’s dangerous and they just discovered that committed parricide on the same day he was injured severely. Additionally, the physicians and some higher ups were curious about the history of this guy. Who wouldn’t be? He was discharged with no complications as if he was normal. He manipulated everyone in their ward to believe that he’s all fine, even the doctors around him.
Yes, Junsu was the one assigned to attend this client, but the week that he was discharged, he was on a week’s leave because of illness caused by stress. So when he came back, he was already gone.
“This guy,” Junsu tried not to remember him, but he must report this and dialed Ms. Koda’s number, a member of the board and the head on this case.
Junsu waited for Ms. Koda to answer, but he hang up when he heard the door bell. He walked to his front door and opened it. The heavenly ass looked up and saw a very familiar face that he’d seen years ago. All of his form stiffened in front of this big guy.
“Good evening, I guess I need to take you with me,” the tall guy towering Junsu smiled devilishly, “I know you missed me as much as I do.”
~~
Changmin cursed the fuckin’ elevator for being so slow when he needed to talk to the pimp the most.
“Three more floors, Changmin. Calm down,” he whispered like a mantra.
After a moment, he dashed out of the elevator and stopped in front of Sumi’s desk.
“Where’s the pimp?” Changmin slammed his fists on the poor glass desk.
“Inside, Mr. Shim,” Sumi answered and as if she knew what he was thinking, she dialed Leiho’s number. “Bitch, get to your ass here and prepare the pimp’s car.”
Changmin almost kicked the door and walked briskly to the pimp, “Yoochun!”
“Huh? What are you doing here, Changmin? And where’s Jae?” Yoochun replied not even looking at him because of the overflowing documents that he needed to finish before the end of the week.
“Where the hell is your guard dog!?” Changmin asked.
“He said he’ll be somewhere fun with the love of his life. Funny that it’ll be the first time that he asked me to give him a night off. He was seriously dedicated, you know,” Yoochun answered not bothering to entertain any distraction.
“Holy Fuckin’ shit! Junsu’s in danger!” shouted Changmin pulling Yoochun out of his chair.
“What the fuck, I need to-”
“Do that one or save your Junsu because I’ll do it myself even without you,” Changmin threatened, “your guard dog’s a psycho!?”
“Siwon?” Yoochun grabbed something in his drawer and ran faster than Changmin’s speed a while ago.
“Come on, let me go down now!” he cursed the poor nonliving thing.
“Your elevator’s damn slow!” Changmin commented as they rode down the building.
“Fuck it! How did you find it?” Yoochun inquired while waiting for the elevator to go down.
“It was simple,” Changmin uttered and both ran out of the elevator to the parking lot.
They reached the pimp’s black Audi R8 first and Yoochun got in, “explain everything to me while we get there.”
~~
I hope this chapter was quite okay. ^__^ Everything will be explained on the first part of the last chapter. Thanks a lot. Love y’all =3
Paring: YooSu, JaeMinHo
Genre: Crack, Smut, Fluff
Rating: NC-17
Chapter: 19/20
Author: egoisticfreak
Summary: Pimp Yoochun went to his favorite strip club and his BFF dropped him something about a heavenly ass stripper. When he saw him dance his ass out of heaven, the pimp decided to use every power on his PIMP hand to get the heavenly ass. However, a certain event happened that twisted the entire situation.
A/N: Weeeeee!!! Almost done! ^__^ ~ with battering eyelashes….=3 Seriously, I don’t want to finish this baby! For the reason that I love my hot and sexy phail PIMP!
Profiles // 1 // 2 // 3 // 4 // 5 // 6 // 7 // 8 // 9 // 10 // 11 // 12 // 13 // 14 // 15 // 16 // 17 // 18
Chapter 19 - Don’t Touch Mah Bitch, you FOO!
“How’s that? Did you love my little show?” he said greasily as he unzipped the other’s pants.
“Umm… yeah…hey!” He slapped Yoochun’s hands away from his length, “I’m not that aroused, it was simply like that.”
“Yeah, right,” Yoochun sneered and Junsu pouted. “Oh yeah,” the pimp gulped, “We need to talk.”
~~
Junsu tensed at those words, for him, it sounded so wrong. “Errr… What do you want to talk about, then?” he simply inquired, eyes wandering all over the room.
The pimp shifted a bit, he looked straight into Junsu’s eyes. He was uncertain to voice out what’s inside him. He tried to open his mouth, but subjected to lick his lips instead. This was too annoying for him, not to mention helluva fuckin’ new.
Junsu breathed all the available air in the room, but it seemed that nothing entered his lungs. Closing his eyes, he tried to stay still and listen to whatever Yoochun would say.
“Stay with me tonight,” Yoochun uttered blankly, though it’s not the right statement to be uttered.
Junsu knew everything will fall down to one thing, sex. He sighed once again and finally opened his eyes to face the pimp, the wonderful all-sexual pimp. No words came out, he just eyed him like that.
“So?” Yoochun inquired, waiting for his heavenly ass’ reply.
Nothing.
“Su? I serious-”
“Oh shut up!” Junsu cracked, he wasn’t sure but his blood was boiling over the top.
“What is it this time?” Yoochun wondered, gently touching Junsu’s cheek.
The divine rear went silent again. He couldn’t think and was frustrated because of this man. This man who he thought was far different from others. This man who he thought could read his mind. This man who he thought had stolen his damn heart.
Junsu stood up and decided it’s time to leave the room. He needed his rest, there’s one more week before he goes back to his work. He has one more week to consider leaving this place and forget everything, the high and ecstasy of dancing, and of course, him.
Yoochun watched Junsu stood up and walked straight to the door. He gathered all his courage to follow him once Junsu was out of the room. He went past the door and ran towards his heavenly ass, no, his Junsu. He grabbed him by his left arm and the other tried to slap his billion-dollar face, but he was able to catch it.
“Let me go!” shouted Junsu, getting away from the pimp before his tears burst out from his eyes.
“What’s so wrong about asking you to stay with me?” Yoochun asked, confusion enveloping his mind.
“Nothing’s wrong about staying with you, I’m just …” Junsu stuttered, he didn’t know what to say or feel at the moment, “I’m … I’m just sick of all this crap!”
“What crap are you talkin’ about?” Yoochun quizzed. Junsu’s interpreted this incorrectly.
“Us!” Junsu blurted out, his aim was to make Yoochun set him free, but the pimp had a strong grip. “I’m sick of the two of us doing all this shit and getting nowhere!” his eyes started to blur with tears.
Yoochun pulled him closer, he never wanted to let go of this person in the first place. He wanted to own him, everything of him. All because he was down right, head over heels in love with Junsu.
“Su? Look at me, babe, please,” Yoochun said comfortingly.
Junsu looked sideways denying every sense he could feel, denying every emotion knocking him down.
“Kim Junsu! Look at me!” Yoochun shouted, shaking Junsu’s form.
Junsu gave up and eventually stared back at Yoochun, “What do you really want from me?”
“Stupid ass! Is it wrong for me to ask you to stay with me in my bed all night? Stay and kiss your lips ‘til dawn? Embrace you ‘til we sleep? Whisper words I’ve never said to anyone?” the pimp groaned with anger as words flew out of his mouth. He can’t control himself anymore. He has to forget all his pride to say these simple things that normal humans tell each other.
Junsu looked ceased and looked down, “Words? What words?”
“I love you, Junsu,” Yoochun let out three words that never existed in his dictionary.
“Love? Me?” Junsu calmed down, he remained focused on the floor. He inhaled deeply and thought of other things to forget those three words.
Yoochun let go of Junsu to give him time. The other turned around and walked to the elevator going the first floor. The pimp waited for Junsu’s to look back, but nothing happened. Once the heavenly ass left the floor, he leaned to the nearest wall and gazed straight up the exquisite ceiling.
“Smooth words, pimp, very smooth,” he told himself, looking blank and plain.
~~
Confusion is the right word for Junsu, for now. He tried everything to distract himself from the pimp and focus on his work. Well, it has been three full days in other words 72 hours of no Yoochun in his life. He turned off his phone and asked Yunho to cover up for him if ever. He even asked Jaejoong for another leave. He had to thank his fabulous boss for letting him have this break for no reason at all.
He flipped the papers and read the nurse’s notes, doctor’s orders, medications, tests and other shit about this certain patient. He needed to finish studying this before he suggests readmitting this guy in a different institution. This patient was seriously injured in the lung area when he was admitted and some procedures were done to search for more injuries, it was an emergency and must be done immediately. All of this happened because of his damn habit of smoking and alcohol.
“Haiz, this work isn’t helping me! I need something!” He banged his head on the poor table and a box fell down. He looked at it and grinned, looking at the gifts from his pimp, Yoochun.
He picked up the toys and returned it to the box placing it back to its original position. He pulled his laptop and turned it on. He still needs to work, though, he’ll just think about Yoochun later.
“My perverted pimp who’s in love with me,” he uttered laughing and denying that he said those words.
~~
Eight o’clock in the evening and the pimp was still being a zombie in front of his computer, typing and typing and entering codes, reading and analyzing stuffs like he usually did. This was fuckin’ ordinary and he needed to go back to MAZE and have fun with … with Junsu, if he’s not mad or anything.
He wanted to go, but how on earth will he go when there are piles of work to be done!? He almost forgot that had a meeting with the board of directors yesterday and even forgot to attend Jaejoong’s annual shopping spree which caused him to get a bitch slap from his best friend.
Suddenly, he heard a voice message and it was from her secretary, Sumi.
“Yes, Yoochun speaking,” answered the pimp after he pressing the red button on the speaker.
“The one I hired for Mr. Kim’s stalker found something. He’ll send the file to you right away when he finished investigating for today,” Sumi answered.
Yoochun’s eyes gawked at the speaker, “Please tell him to work fast, I’ve been hiring him for years and I know he has his own life, but I need results! Besides, where’s Leiho?!”
“She’s working at MAZE, remember?” Sumi retorted playfully.
“I know! I mean -”
“She has a hint on who’s the guy and she’s keeping a close eye on him, so don’t worry my pimp. I hired the best!” Sumi explained in a monotone manner that annoyed the pimp.
“Good thing I have faith in you and your connections because I will truly spank your ass if you fail!” shouted the pimp trying to threaten Sumi.
Sumi laughed, “What happened to the scary criminal I knew years ago!? I mean, the one who plots schemes to mass murder an entire family of mobsters and the person who controlled the black market for a year?”
“You do know that I got slapped by Jaejoong for doing all that and I’ve turned a new leaf even though I miss holding a gun and using my brain to strategize,” uttered Yoochun, leaning back on his swivel chair as he recalled his past life without his best friend.
“Then, Jaejoong came back with Changmin and you grew all jealous because of it because it is you who hi-”
“I know, I know! What can I do? Kill Changmin and let Jaejoong bitch out on me forever! No thank you, I love my sexy ears,” Yoochun defended, “Wait! How on earth did you -”
“I worship you, pimp and you already know that. That’s why I’ll stay here and watch and manipulate anyone to death,” she laughed sinisterly.
“You’re scaring me bitch!” Yoochun shrieked at her.
The speaker was silent and Yoochun waited for a minute before Sumi answered, “Oh yeah! Have you finished the last document that I gave you? Lady K contacted me about it and I’ll have to submit it tomorrow morning.”
Yoochun looked at the purple file and cursed, “Oh shit man!”
“Sir?” Sumi asked wondering what’s the cursing all about.
“I’ll finish it tonight and I’ll leave it on your desk later,” Yoochun answered as he flipped the pages.
“Yes, sir.”
“So much work and I think I need to pee,” Yoochun stood up and went to his comfort pimp room.
~~
The cybersex boytoy closed his laptop, and let out a yawn. No, he wasn’t doing a show in a café, he was doing something else. He looked at the time and checked his cell phone. No messages from anyone.
“I’m too useful and no one loves me when I’m busy,” he sighed and was startled when his ring tone played. He answered immediately knowing that it was Jaejoong. “Hello?”
“Where the fuck are you?” Jaejoong yelled like a bitch giving birth to little whores.
“I’m in StarDUCKS,” replied Changmin calmly.
“Okay, I thought you’re with your beloved fanbase, having a show or whatever,” Jaejoong said coolly.
Changmin grinned, “You jealous? I promised you I’d stop doing that, right? Instead I’ll just watch porn.”
“Don’t you dare look at plastic boobs and butts! You have Yunho and me! Duh! You’ll be Mr. Kim Changmin in two weeks and you’re acting so childish, watching and masturbating in front of your LCD!” threatened Jaejoong, his godly voice turned to a witch voice again.
“Fine, I’ll just record our fun time and watch it whenever I’m alone,” teased Changmin, knowing that Junsu would love to watch that too or even the pimp.
“That’s all right with me, but we should ask Yunho about it. He cursed like a madman when he found out that Yoochun set us all up in that room,” Jaejoong replied, voicing a childish tone and pouting.
“Okay, I’ll ask him if ever,” Changmin answered, “Bye, love.”
“Bye, Minnie!”
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Nine o’clock am the next day, Yunho finished his morning newspaper delivery and took off his cap, fixing his hair. He looked up in the sky and saw unicorns, okay he was being delusional, he saw nothing but the clouds. He sighed and looked back down, getting ready for his second job for the day, but then he was blinded by someone’s hands.
“Guess who?” a voice asked Yunho, carefully covering his hands to the other’s small face.
The star stripper didn’t need any clue, all because of the soft and silky skin touching his face, “Boss, what do you want?”
Yunho was turned around and Jaejoong hugged him, “Nothing, I just miss you! And you shall accompany me today to pick up our outfits for my wedding!”
“Haiz… but I have a job to attend and I seriously need -”
“And you need a new collection of wardrobe because I’m promoting you!” Jaejoong said and pouted his plump lips. Yunho nodded without question and followed the boss inside his car.
“So demanding! How on earth did Changmin live up to this moment!?” he thought as he hold on to his life because of Jaejoong’s “the fast and furious” style of driving.
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Junsu woke up around four in the afternoon being all love sick and he wanted to puke but he grinned as he rolled under his sheets, hugging his pillow and sniffing it like it was the pimp. He didn’t want to go anywhere today but stay in his bed, sleeping, dreaming and laughing. He was about to doze off again when he heard a knock on his door.
“Who?” he thought of the first person that flashed in his mind. He went straight to the bathroom and done his morning routine in a minute then ran towards the door. He straightened up his posture and opened the door. He was a greeted by a stranger, a delivery boy.
“Good morning, sir,” he smiled and handed a bouquet of white roses to Junsu.
Junsu wanted to laugh as he blushed while receiving the flowers, “Thanks.” He received another box with customized shapes of chocolate and bowed to thank the boy again.
“Welcome and err.. I forgot you need to sign here,” he directed Junsu to the receipt.
“Oh, here you go,” Junsu smiled and closed his door.
The heavenly ass jumped on the couch in the living room. He opened the box and yes, the chocolates were truly crafty. There are boobs, butts, dicks and balls in all shapes and sizes. He was thinking if he would eat it because it was truly precious not to mention funny.
“Yoochunnie,” he smiled and opened the card, but his phone rang and reached for it. “Hello?”
“Do you like my gift?” man from the other line asked.
Junsu made a three face (=3) and answered, “Yes, I do. Thanks, I love the chocolates especially the roses.”
“Roses?” Yoochun asked plainly, “I thought of giving you roses but I considered the chocolates because I think it’s funny and I don’t know how to be romantic.”
“But there are white roses included with the delivery,” Junsu suddenly tensed, he inhaled more air than usual.
“Is there somebody wooing you aside from me?” Yoochun quizzed with full envy. “I’ll kill that guy for trying.”
“Hey! Don’t be like that!” Junsu shrieked back, he was hesitating to open the card. He was shaking like before. “Why on earth is this happening to me? I never met anyone as insane as this one,” he wondered making him silent for a moment.
“Su? Are you still there?” Yoochun checked, he’s worried for all the shallow reasons.
Junsu woke up from his frustration and quickly replied, “I’m still here, just tired because of work.” The heavenly ass’ eyes grew wide, “Work?” he thought, “Oh shit!”
“Su?”
“Chunnie, I need to finish my work. I’ll call you later, bye!” He immediately hang up the phone and decided to scan all the documents once again.
“Got it!” Junsu said in victory, still shaking, he sat down his swivel chair and read the patient’s history once again.
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Changmin drove his Porsche Carrera GT smoothly like he was the king of the road. His mind was calculating everything, he found clues to the person he’s searching for weeks. He had all the puzzle pieces and now he’s ready to play the game and solve the puzzle.
Drifting his way to the direction of MAZE he stopped and maneuvered to the opposite direction, going to the pimp’s headquarters. He wanted to bang his head for not thinking quickly, it was too obvious. He didn’t even need the evidences, it was simple logic.
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After a nice hot shower, Junsu went to his closet and grabbed the nearest beige top with a belt and black slacks. He remembered his patient getting too infatuated with him. This client was being hunted because he has an underlying illness of psychosis. According to his history, this guy loves to manipulate people and once he gets too bored or too obsessed with something. He first thought of the guys addiction to cigarettes and alcohol, but he was seriously positive there were something else.
The directors of the hospital ordered to take this guy back because he’s dangerous and they just discovered that committed parricide on the same day he was injured severely. Additionally, the physicians and some higher ups were curious about the history of this guy. Who wouldn’t be? He was discharged with no complications as if he was normal. He manipulated everyone in their ward to believe that he’s all fine, even the doctors around him.
Yes, Junsu was the one assigned to attend this client, but the week that he was discharged, he was on a week’s leave because of illness caused by stress. So when he came back, he was already gone.
“This guy,” Junsu tried not to remember him, but he must report this and dialed Ms. Koda’s number, a member of the board and the head on this case.
Junsu waited for Ms. Koda to answer, but he hang up when he heard the door bell. He walked to his front door and opened it. The heavenly ass looked up and saw a very familiar face that he’d seen years ago. All of his form stiffened in front of this big guy.
“Good evening, I guess I need to take you with me,” the tall guy towering Junsu smiled devilishly, “I know you missed me as much as I do.”
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Changmin cursed the fuckin’ elevator for being so slow when he needed to talk to the pimp the most.
“Three more floors, Changmin. Calm down,” he whispered like a mantra.
After a moment, he dashed out of the elevator and stopped in front of Sumi’s desk.
“Where’s the pimp?” Changmin slammed his fists on the poor glass desk.
“Inside, Mr. Shim,” Sumi answered and as if she knew what he was thinking, she dialed Leiho’s number. “Bitch, get to your ass here and prepare the pimp’s car.”
Changmin almost kicked the door and walked briskly to the pimp, “Yoochun!”
“Huh? What are you doing here, Changmin? And where’s Jae?” Yoochun replied not even looking at him because of the overflowing documents that he needed to finish before the end of the week.
“Where the hell is your guard dog!?” Changmin asked.
“He said he’ll be somewhere fun with the love of his life. Funny that it’ll be the first time that he asked me to give him a night off. He was seriously dedicated, you know,” Yoochun answered not bothering to entertain any distraction.
“Holy Fuckin’ shit! Junsu’s in danger!” shouted Changmin pulling Yoochun out of his chair.
“What the fuck, I need to-”
“Do that one or save your Junsu because I’ll do it myself even without you,” Changmin threatened, “your guard dog’s a psycho!?”
“Siwon?” Yoochun grabbed something in his drawer and ran faster than Changmin’s speed a while ago.
“Come on, let me go down now!” he cursed the poor nonliving thing.
“Your elevator’s damn slow!” Changmin commented as they rode down the building.
“Fuck it! How did you find it?” Yoochun inquired while waiting for the elevator to go down.
“It was simple,” Changmin uttered and both ran out of the elevator to the parking lot.
They reached the pimp’s black Audi R8 first and Yoochun got in, “explain everything to me while we get there.”
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I hope this chapter was quite okay. ^__^ Everything will be explained on the first part of the last chapter. Thanks a lot. Love y’all =3