Paper Roses 6/10
Title: Paper Roses 6/10(Final Installment to Paper Cuts and Paper Cranes)
Author: giveitupjessica
Rating: PG-NC-17 (depending on the chapter)
Pairings: 2min, onkey, jazzhyun, taemin/sulli
Genre: AU, romance, comedy, pregnancy, angst
Summary: I walk into the room. Today was going to be one of the most important days of my life. I was more nervous than I've ever been in my life. I notice a bouquet of roses on the table on the other side of the room. I walk over and admire them. I pull the little heart shaped paper from the middle of it. Don't be nervous baby. I'll be right beside you the whole time. I love you and I will continue to love you until the last rose in this bouquet dies I smile and bring my hand up to feel the flowers in front of me. That's when I realize every last one of them are made out of paper.
A/N: Sorry for the lack of 2min moments in this chapter, but I promise you'll get it the next chapter. Oh and thanks to boondoks1 I'm thinking about adding to this. A series of oneshots, all side stories to this series entitled Paper Clips and Other Office Supplies So if you have any particular stories you'd like me to write about. I think someone mentioned how they want to know about Minho and Jazzy's first time together. There's also been questions about Onkey's past together. Minho/Jazzy/Jjong/Onew/Taemin in high school. Please feel free to tell me! Anyways, enjoy the chapter. Sorry for the late update, got called into work an hour early.
CHAPTER SIX
“They’ve been gone for awhile,” I say as I continue to watch the door.
“Yeah they have,” Onew agrees.
“Think that it’s a good thing?”
“Hopefully.”
“Geez, what’s taking those two so long?! I wanna know if it worked or not,” Key let’s out a big sigh.
“I’m sure it’s going good,” Minho finally adds in, “He better not fuck it up.”
“Amen to that.”
We all continue to watch the door, waiting for someone to walk through it. Finally, it opens and Jonghyun walks through. He looks the same as when he left. He doesn’t say a word to us, just walks over and takes his seat next to Onew and Key again. His eyes staring at the wall in front of him.
“So what happened?” Key asks.
“Hm?” he answers.
“Quit leaving us in suspense,” Key makes a grab for the catalog again.
“Don’t hit me!” he curls up in a ball on the couch. The rest of us can’t help but laugh.
“Then tell us what happened.”
“Where’s Jazzy anyways?” I ask.
“Bathroom.”
“You made her cry again didn’t you,” Key was now lunging towards him with the catalog high above his head, ready to strike. Jonghyun jumps off the couch, causing Key to get a mouthful of the couch.
“DON’T HIT!” he pleas, hands up in defense.
“You have 3 seconds to tell me what happened,” Key growls, sending him a death glare. I’m not sure when it happened, but Onew is beside us, clinging to my arm.
“Onew hyung, let go,” I try to shake him off, but his grip is too tight.
“I’ve only seen him this angry once before and it ended in me not getting any for two months!” he seems to say more to himself than to anyone else.
“That’s not too bad hyung,” Minho says from beside me.
“No, it was the worst two months of my life!”
“Baby, you would die if I denied you sex for two months,” I tease.
“But I’d survive.”
“He cut me off of chicken as well,” Onew adds.
“Oh,” we both say as we continue to watch the diva take down the dinosaur.
“Onew, go get your fiancé off of Jjong hyung,” Minho gives a little shove to the older’s shoulder.
“You go Minho. You’re stronger than me,” Onew counters.
“But he’s YOUR fiancé.”
“So?”
“You should go and get him.”
“I don’t want to die though.”
“Onew just go and get him off of Jjong hyung before he does permanent damage.”
“Fine,” Onew hesitantly gets off the couch and takes tentative steps towards the two wrestling on the floor. I don’t really understand Key is saying, it’s all coming out in a bunch of mumbles.
“Hurry up hyung!” I yell.
“But I’m scared,” he turns and gives us a look much like a child who just had a nightmare and is running to his parents for comfort.
“Argh! Key! My arm isn’t supposed to bend that way! STOP!” Jonghyun yells from the floor.
“Yeobo,” Onew hesitantly places a hand on his fiancé’s shoulder, but still keeping a good amount of distant between them.
“What?!”
“You should get off of Jjong now. You might hurt him.”
“Good!” Key turns back to his victim.
“ARGH! SERIOUSLY NOT SUPPOSED TO BEND THAT WAY!”
“Come on Yeobo, please. For me?” Onew starts to inch closer to the them.
“Yeobo, go sit on the couch or do you want to relive the two months from hell?”
“No,” he quickly scrambles back to our couch, this time clutching Minho’s arm.
“Hyung! Be a man!” Minho scolds him.
“You be a man!”
“I’m not facing the wrath of the Key-va. Remember what happened last year?”
“Exactly. Taemin, you go. Key loves you like a son, he won’t hurt you,” Onew shoves my leg.
“And to think, you two are supposed to be the boyfriends of the couple. More like the pansies if you ask me,” I get up off the couch and approach Key and Jonghyun, “Umma!”
“Not now Taeminnie, umma’s busy.”
“But my tummy hurts!” I pout and start to rub my stomach.
“Aw, my poor baby,” Key gets off of Jonghyun and rushes to me, “What kind of hurt? Hm? Do you need medicine?”
“I think it’s because I’m hungee,” I pout more and watch as Jonghyun scrambles over to Minho and Onew, grabbing onto Minho’s other arm.
“Oh okay, we’ll go and eat soon okay?” he pats my head.
“Thanks umma!” I hug him and give him a kiss on the cheek.
“No problem baby. Once I’m done with Jonghyun, we’ll go and get whatever you want.”
Just as Key turns to Jonghyun, the door opens again and we all turn to look at it. A sigh of relief fills the room when Jazzy walks through the door. She smiles at all of us, a look of confusion appears on her face when she catches sight of the three ‘men’ cuddled together on the loveseat.
“Did I miss something?” Jazzy asks, pointing to the three.
“Key was attacking Jonghyun hyung,” I say.
“Why?”
“Because he wouldn’t say what happened outside and he thought you got hurt again.”
“Oh I see,” she walks over and sits down on the other couch.
“What?! You’re not going to say anything?” Jonghyun complains.
“Say what? No one asked me anything.”
“So you’re just going to let me suffer?”
“You’re fine.”
“I’m scarred for life!”
“Stop exaggerating.”
“Jazzy sweetheart,” Key takes a seat next to her and starts to groom her, fixing her hair and smoothing out any wrinkles on her clothes, “What did Jonghyun do to you out there? Did he make you cry again? You can tell me.”
“Aw, Key I love you,” she gives the older a tight hug.
“WHAT?!” Jonghyun yells and gets off the couch.
“You worry about me too much Kibummie,” she says, “But it’s okay. Everything is okay.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes,” she gets up and walks over to Jonghyun, wrapping her arms around his waist, “I’m sure.”
“Aw,” I say as I jump off of the arm of the couch as Jonghyun gathers Jazzy in his arms and places a kiss on the top of her head, “You two made up finally?!”
“Uh huh,” Jonghyun says into her hair.
“Yay! I knew you two would get back together and it’s all thanks to me,” Key bounces over to the couple and I laugh when Jonghyun flinches again when Key wraps both his arms around the couple.
“Now we have even more to celebrate,” I say, joining the hug, “Although from the looks of it, it seems like those two are the new engaged couple.”
We all turn our head towards Onew and Minho. Onew is still clinging onto Minho’s arm as Minho tries to comfort him.
“Hyung, it’s okay,” he says, “Look, everything is okay. You can let go of my arm now.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeobo!” Key yells, “Get over here!”
“You lied to me Minho!” and Onew’s grip gets tighter.
“Key could you get your fiancé off my boyfriend,” I say.
“That’s what I’m trying to do.”
“Well try harder.”
“Yeobo,” Key walks over to them, voice nice and calm now.
“I’m sorry, Yeobo isn’t here right now, please leave a message after the beep. BEEEEP!” Onew slumps back into the couch.
“Yeobo, I’m not mad anymore. I promise. Come here,” he holds out his arms.
“Okay,” he slowly gets off the couch and walks into his lover’s arms.
“I’m sorry for scaring you like that yeobo,” Key holds him tight, “I promise tonight when we celebrate our engagement alone I’ll make it up to you.”
“Promise?”
“Promise. I’ll even do that thing you’re always asking me to do,” he gives him a smirk and a slap on the butt.
“Key, not in front of everyone,” he blushes.
“I think it’s time to go and eat!” I yell before things get any hotter in the room.
“Yeah, I think we need to go outside and get some nice COLD air in our bodies,” Minho adds, pulling me to his side. I jump at the sudden contact, but quickly ease into his arms.
*~*
We spend the rest of the night out celebrating at a restaurant a few block away from noraebang. I’m on cloud nine as I feel Jazzy snuggle into me as we ride back to the apartment in Onew’s car.
“I’m so happy right now,” she says to me.
“Me too baby, me too.”
“I’ve missed you.”
“I’ve missed you too.”
“I’m sorry I didn’t say this earlier. But I love you too,” she looks up at me and places a soft kiss on my lips.
“You didn’t have to say it out loud. I felt it,” I brush the hair out of her face, “I’m never letting you go again.”
“I’m never letting you go.”
“I guess that means we’re stuck with each other.”
“I guess so.”
“You two are nauseating,” Minho says from in front of us.
“We have a lot of lost time to make up for Minho. And if you don’t want to listen, then talk to your boyfriend or something. Don’t ruin our moment.”
“Let them be baby,” Taemin says to his boyfriend.
“Listen to your cute boyfriend,” I tease.
“Call my boyfriend cute again and I’ll smack you up the head.”
“But it’s true,” I lean over and pinch Taemin’s cheek, “He’s so cute! I could just eat him up!”
“Hello? What am I?” Jazzy says from beside me.
“You’re beautiful,” I turn back to her and wrap her in my arms, “And you’re mine.”
“That’s better,” she smiles at me.
When we arrive to the apartments I start to make my way to Onew and Key’s apartment, but she pulls me back, “Where are you going?”
“To Key and Onew’s.”
“Why?”
“Where else am I going to stay?”
“Who’s being the babo now?” she grins at me and pulls me towards hers, Minho’s, and Taemin’s apartment instead.
“Are you sure?” I ask as I let her lead me into the apartment.
“Do you really wanna be in there when Key and Onew celebrate?”
“Good point,” I turn back just in time to see the door across the hall closing behind Key and Onew making out furiously, “Definitely don’t want to be in there.”
She leads me down the hall to her room, “Jazzy are you sure about this? I mean we just got back together tonight. I can sleep on the couch if you want.”
“You said we have a lot of lost time to make up for,” she smirks at me.
“Jazzy,” I pull her a little so she stops, “I don’t want you to think that I’m forcing you or anything because I’m perfectly okay with taking things slow.
“We have a child together Jjongie.”
“And maybe because we have a child that we should take it slow.”
“Do you want to take it slow?”
“No. I want to show you how much I’ve missed you and how much I love you.”
“Then show me,” she starts to walk to her room again, leaving me to stand in the hall alone.
“I promise not to cock block you tonight hyung,” Minho says with a clap on my back as he passes by me.
“He’ll be too busy to cock block you,” Taemin giggles as he pulls his boyfriend the rest of the way to their room.
“Minnie, I’m still tired from earlier,” I hear Minho whine from inside the room.
“You’re tired? I did all the work!”
I laugh to myself as I finally make my way to Jazzy’s room. She isn’t there when I step in. I look to the bathroom and see that the light is on inside, she must be inside. I set my bags on the floor and lock the door behind me. I hear the shower turn on and smirk as I walk over to the door. I’m not surprised that the door isn’t locked when I get to it.
“Baby?” I say as I walk in.
“I need some help Jjongie,” she says, pulling aside the curtain just enough to poke her head out, “Would you mind?”
“Not at all,” my clothes are soon laying on the floor with hers. I don’t even think about grabbing a towel or clothes for later. All I can think about is her. Holding her close, kissing her, and well… You know. We are in the shower, naked, I think it’s obvious what we plan on doing.
I’m thankful that I had locked the door to the room when I originally entered. It would have been rather awkward to have Minho or Taemin walk into the room as I’m walking to my bags fully naked to get some clothes. Jazzy wouldn’t let me use the only towel in the bathroom to cover up while I was grabbing clothes in the room. She said I should have to suffer the consequences of forgetting a towel and clothes. I think it’s because she just wanted to see me walk around naked. Which I was perfectly fine with.
“Could you at least go and grab me a towel in the hallway closet?” I ask as I dig through my bag for some pajamas.
“Just use mine,” she calls from the bathroom.
“But it’s already wet from you. How am I supposed to get dry with a wet towel?”
“You’re so picky.”
“Just get me a towel please,” I finally find a pair of sweatpants and a tank to wear to bed. I turn just as she’s walking out a pair of shorts and tank, “Hey sexy!”
“Hey yourself,” she says, eyeing me up and down.
“Enjoying the view,” I grin.
“You can say that.”
“Can you go and get that towel now? I’m freezing my ass off here.”
“And what a mighty fine ass it is,” she says as we pass by each other, she’s on the way to the door to go out and get me a towel and I’m headed back to the bathroom. I jump a little when I feel her smack my ass in passing.
“You behave,” I say.
“I’d rather not,” she replies, a minute later she’s leaning against the door frame holding up a towel. I make to grab it, but she quickly moves it out of my reach, “What do I get in return?”
“My undying love and devotion.”
“I already have that.”
“What do you want?”
“Hm,” she taps her mouth with her index finger and I try to grab the towel from her again, but I fail yet again.
“Jazzy.”
“I know what I want.”
“What?” and she taps at her lips some more, but says nothing, “Jazzy, what do you want?”
“This,” she taps her lips again.
“Is that all?”
“Uh huh.”
“Fair enough,” I talk the two steps to her and lean down to peck her on the lips. And that’s all I do, just a peck. Our lips barely touching before I snatch the towel out of her hands and stick my tongue out at her.
“HEY!”
“You didn’t give specifics.”
“I hate you.”
“No you don’t,” I start to dry my partially dry body off before I slip on my clothes.
“You’re right I don’t,” I turn to face the room and watch her climb into bed. I hang my towel next to hers on the towel rack before walking into the room, turning the light in the bathroom off, “Can you get the lights in here too?”
“Sure thing,” I walk over and switch off the lights. I stand there for a second to let my eyes adjust to the sudden darkness around me before walking to the bed. I see her pull the covers aside for me to slide in next to her. I climb into bed next to her and we meet in the middle of the bed. As if on instinct my arms find her waist and pull her close. I lean back into the pillows behind me and she rests her head on my chest.
“I’m happy,” she says out of no where.
“Are you?”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
“Because you’re back in my life.”
“I’m happy to have you back in my life again.”
“Promise me that you’ll never leave. I don’t think I can take the pain.”
“I promise. Nothing can take me away from you. Not now, not ever.”
We lay there in silence again. I almost think that she’s asleep, but then she’s drawing little hearts all over my chest with her index finger. I smile at the memory of when she first did this.
“Promise to never let go,” I say.
“I promise.”
“So,” I start, “I don’t want to rush you or anything. Nor do I want to ruin the night, but I need to ask you.”
“Hm?”
“You’re going to break up with Leeteuk hyung right?”
“What are you talking about?”
“Well we’re together again right? I mean I know I never officially asked you to be my girlfriend again, but I figured you know. After everything that happened. Unless I’m completely wrong and we’re not together again. Then this just got really awkward and I feel really stupid. I really shouldn’t be assuming anything. I mean I understand-” she cuts me off with a sweet kiss.
“You’re babbling Jjongie,” she says against my lips.
“Am I?”
“Uh huh.”
“Sorry.”
“It’s okay,” her head goes back to resting on my chest, “And about Leeteuk. I don’t need to break up with him.”
“What do you mean?”
“He broke up with me.”
“What?”
“Yeah. A few days ago actually.”
“Really?”
“Uh huh. He said that he could tell that I still loved you and that you still loved me. So we owed it to each other and to our son to try to make thing work.”
“Really now?” I guess he wasn’t as bad as I thought. And if I’m really honest with myself, if I had to choose anyone for Jazzy, myself not included, I guess I’d choose him. Well actually, I’d choose Minho first and then Leeteuk.
“Uh huh.”
“That’s nice of him.”
“Uh huh. He’s always been a good guy. I don’t know what you and Minho saw in him, but he’s always been this way with me.”
“I guess I was just jealous.”
“He did say that if you ever hurt me again, he’s taking me back no matter what. Or if for some reason me and you didn’t work out, that I should give him a call.”
“Well I’m sorry Leeteuk hyung, but I’m never going to let you go again,” I tighten my hold on her.
“Don’t worry Jjongie. This is where I belong.”
“You got that right.”
“I love you,” she’s staring up at me.
“I love you too,” I place a kiss on the tip of her nose and she scrunches it up.
“Well since we’re talking about this anyways. What are you going to do?”
“What do you mean?” I start to stroke her hair as I close my eyes.
“About Sekyung. About your appa. About everything really. I mean if we have to keep our relationship on the down low then that’s fine. I’m okay with it, just as long as we can be together.”
“I don’t want to keep our relationship a secret though.”
“But your career. Your family.”
“I can always find another job and my family is you and Yoogeun now.”
“Are you sure?”
“I’m positive Jazzy. I’ll talk to my record label on Monday. I don’t want to keep the two most important things in my life a secret. It’s not fair to either of you. It’ll almost be like I’m ashamed of what I have, when I’m not. I couldn’t be happier.”
“Jjongie, it’s okay. I’ll understand if we can’t be vocal about us.”
“I know, but I don’t like the idea of having to hide you two. I mean we’d have to go through such great lengths to be able to go out as a family in public. I don’t want that. I want us to be able to live as normally as we can.”
“But that’s the thing Jjongie. You’re in the spotlight now, we can’t have a normal life.”
“We can try. I want you and Yoogeun to come with me on Monday.”
“What?”
“I want you to come with me. We’re going to go and talk to both the label and my father.”
“Jjongie.”
“I’m not backing down this time Jazzy. I won’t. It’s all or nothing and if have to walk away from both just to be with my family, then I will.”
“Jjongie.”
“Jazzy, listen to me,” I raise her chin up to face me, “You and Yoogeun are my life. As long as I have the two of you, I’ll be fine.”
“But you’ve dreamt about this music career since you were young.”
“But this dream,” I kiss her on the lips, “Is far more important to me.”
Author: giveitupjessica
Rating: PG-NC-17 (depending on the chapter)
Pairings: 2min, onkey, jazzhyun, taemin/sulli
Genre: AU, romance, comedy, pregnancy, angst
Summary: I walk into the room. Today was going to be one of the most important days of my life. I was more nervous than I've ever been in my life. I notice a bouquet of roses on the table on the other side of the room. I walk over and admire them. I pull the little heart shaped paper from the middle of it. Don't be nervous baby. I'll be right beside you the whole time. I love you and I will continue to love you until the last rose in this bouquet dies I smile and bring my hand up to feel the flowers in front of me. That's when I realize every last one of them are made out of paper.
A/N: Sorry for the lack of 2min moments in this chapter, but I promise you'll get it the next chapter. Oh and thanks to boondoks1 I'm thinking about adding to this. A series of oneshots, all side stories to this series entitled Paper Clips and Other Office Supplies So if you have any particular stories you'd like me to write about. I think someone mentioned how they want to know about Minho and Jazzy's first time together. There's also been questions about Onkey's past together. Minho/Jazzy/Jjong/Onew/Taemin in high school. Please feel free to tell me! Anyways, enjoy the chapter. Sorry for the late update, got called into work an hour early.
CHAPTER SIX
“They’ve been gone for awhile,” I say as I continue to watch the door.
“Yeah they have,” Onew agrees.
“Think that it’s a good thing?”
“Hopefully.”
“Geez, what’s taking those two so long?! I wanna know if it worked or not,” Key let’s out a big sigh.
“I’m sure it’s going good,” Minho finally adds in, “He better not fuck it up.”
“Amen to that.”
We all continue to watch the door, waiting for someone to walk through it. Finally, it opens and Jonghyun walks through. He looks the same as when he left. He doesn’t say a word to us, just walks over and takes his seat next to Onew and Key again. His eyes staring at the wall in front of him.
“So what happened?” Key asks.
“Hm?” he answers.
“Quit leaving us in suspense,” Key makes a grab for the catalog again.
“Don’t hit me!” he curls up in a ball on the couch. The rest of us can’t help but laugh.
“Then tell us what happened.”
“Where’s Jazzy anyways?” I ask.
“Bathroom.”
“You made her cry again didn’t you,” Key was now lunging towards him with the catalog high above his head, ready to strike. Jonghyun jumps off the couch, causing Key to get a mouthful of the couch.
“DON’T HIT!” he pleas, hands up in defense.
“You have 3 seconds to tell me what happened,” Key growls, sending him a death glare. I’m not sure when it happened, but Onew is beside us, clinging to my arm.
“Onew hyung, let go,” I try to shake him off, but his grip is too tight.
“I’ve only seen him this angry once before and it ended in me not getting any for two months!” he seems to say more to himself than to anyone else.
“That’s not too bad hyung,” Minho says from beside me.
“No, it was the worst two months of my life!”
“Baby, you would die if I denied you sex for two months,” I tease.
“But I’d survive.”
“He cut me off of chicken as well,” Onew adds.
“Oh,” we both say as we continue to watch the diva take down the dinosaur.
“Onew, go get your fiancé off of Jjong hyung,” Minho gives a little shove to the older’s shoulder.
“You go Minho. You’re stronger than me,” Onew counters.
“But he’s YOUR fiancé.”
“So?”
“You should go and get him.”
“I don’t want to die though.”
“Onew just go and get him off of Jjong hyung before he does permanent damage.”
“Fine,” Onew hesitantly gets off the couch and takes tentative steps towards the two wrestling on the floor. I don’t really understand Key is saying, it’s all coming out in a bunch of mumbles.
“Hurry up hyung!” I yell.
“But I’m scared,” he turns and gives us a look much like a child who just had a nightmare and is running to his parents for comfort.
“Argh! Key! My arm isn’t supposed to bend that way! STOP!” Jonghyun yells from the floor.
“Yeobo,” Onew hesitantly places a hand on his fiancé’s shoulder, but still keeping a good amount of distant between them.
“What?!”
“You should get off of Jjong now. You might hurt him.”
“Good!” Key turns back to his victim.
“ARGH! SERIOUSLY NOT SUPPOSED TO BEND THAT WAY!”
“Come on Yeobo, please. For me?” Onew starts to inch closer to the them.
“Yeobo, go sit on the couch or do you want to relive the two months from hell?”
“No,” he quickly scrambles back to our couch, this time clutching Minho’s arm.
“Hyung! Be a man!” Minho scolds him.
“You be a man!”
“I’m not facing the wrath of the Key-va. Remember what happened last year?”
“Exactly. Taemin, you go. Key loves you like a son, he won’t hurt you,” Onew shoves my leg.
“And to think, you two are supposed to be the boyfriends of the couple. More like the pansies if you ask me,” I get up off the couch and approach Key and Jonghyun, “Umma!”
“Not now Taeminnie, umma’s busy.”
“But my tummy hurts!” I pout and start to rub my stomach.
“Aw, my poor baby,” Key gets off of Jonghyun and rushes to me, “What kind of hurt? Hm? Do you need medicine?”
“I think it’s because I’m hungee,” I pout more and watch as Jonghyun scrambles over to Minho and Onew, grabbing onto Minho’s other arm.
“Oh okay, we’ll go and eat soon okay?” he pats my head.
“Thanks umma!” I hug him and give him a kiss on the cheek.
“No problem baby. Once I’m done with Jonghyun, we’ll go and get whatever you want.”
Just as Key turns to Jonghyun, the door opens again and we all turn to look at it. A sigh of relief fills the room when Jazzy walks through the door. She smiles at all of us, a look of confusion appears on her face when she catches sight of the three ‘men’ cuddled together on the loveseat.
“Did I miss something?” Jazzy asks, pointing to the three.
“Key was attacking Jonghyun hyung,” I say.
“Why?”
“Because he wouldn’t say what happened outside and he thought you got hurt again.”
“Oh I see,” she walks over and sits down on the other couch.
“What?! You’re not going to say anything?” Jonghyun complains.
“Say what? No one asked me anything.”
“So you’re just going to let me suffer?”
“You’re fine.”
“I’m scarred for life!”
“Stop exaggerating.”
“Jazzy sweetheart,” Key takes a seat next to her and starts to groom her, fixing her hair and smoothing out any wrinkles on her clothes, “What did Jonghyun do to you out there? Did he make you cry again? You can tell me.”
“Aw, Key I love you,” she gives the older a tight hug.
“WHAT?!” Jonghyun yells and gets off the couch.
“You worry about me too much Kibummie,” she says, “But it’s okay. Everything is okay.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes,” she gets up and walks over to Jonghyun, wrapping her arms around his waist, “I’m sure.”
“Aw,” I say as I jump off of the arm of the couch as Jonghyun gathers Jazzy in his arms and places a kiss on the top of her head, “You two made up finally?!”
“Uh huh,” Jonghyun says into her hair.
“Yay! I knew you two would get back together and it’s all thanks to me,” Key bounces over to the couple and I laugh when Jonghyun flinches again when Key wraps both his arms around the couple.
“Now we have even more to celebrate,” I say, joining the hug, “Although from the looks of it, it seems like those two are the new engaged couple.”
We all turn our head towards Onew and Minho. Onew is still clinging onto Minho’s arm as Minho tries to comfort him.
“Hyung, it’s okay,” he says, “Look, everything is okay. You can let go of my arm now.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeobo!” Key yells, “Get over here!”
“You lied to me Minho!” and Onew’s grip gets tighter.
“Key could you get your fiancé off my boyfriend,” I say.
“That’s what I’m trying to do.”
“Well try harder.”
“Yeobo,” Key walks over to them, voice nice and calm now.
“I’m sorry, Yeobo isn’t here right now, please leave a message after the beep. BEEEEP!” Onew slumps back into the couch.
“Yeobo, I’m not mad anymore. I promise. Come here,” he holds out his arms.
“Okay,” he slowly gets off the couch and walks into his lover’s arms.
“I’m sorry for scaring you like that yeobo,” Key holds him tight, “I promise tonight when we celebrate our engagement alone I’ll make it up to you.”
“Promise?”
“Promise. I’ll even do that thing you’re always asking me to do,” he gives him a smirk and a slap on the butt.
“Key, not in front of everyone,” he blushes.
“I think it’s time to go and eat!” I yell before things get any hotter in the room.
“Yeah, I think we need to go outside and get some nice COLD air in our bodies,” Minho adds, pulling me to his side. I jump at the sudden contact, but quickly ease into his arms.
*~*
We spend the rest of the night out celebrating at a restaurant a few block away from noraebang. I’m on cloud nine as I feel Jazzy snuggle into me as we ride back to the apartment in Onew’s car.
“I’m so happy right now,” she says to me.
“Me too baby, me too.”
“I’ve missed you.”
“I’ve missed you too.”
“I’m sorry I didn’t say this earlier. But I love you too,” she looks up at me and places a soft kiss on my lips.
“You didn’t have to say it out loud. I felt it,” I brush the hair out of her face, “I’m never letting you go again.”
“I’m never letting you go.”
“I guess that means we’re stuck with each other.”
“I guess so.”
“You two are nauseating,” Minho says from in front of us.
“We have a lot of lost time to make up for Minho. And if you don’t want to listen, then talk to your boyfriend or something. Don’t ruin our moment.”
“Let them be baby,” Taemin says to his boyfriend.
“Listen to your cute boyfriend,” I tease.
“Call my boyfriend cute again and I’ll smack you up the head.”
“But it’s true,” I lean over and pinch Taemin’s cheek, “He’s so cute! I could just eat him up!”
“Hello? What am I?” Jazzy says from beside me.
“You’re beautiful,” I turn back to her and wrap her in my arms, “And you’re mine.”
“That’s better,” she smiles at me.
When we arrive to the apartments I start to make my way to Onew and Key’s apartment, but she pulls me back, “Where are you going?”
“To Key and Onew’s.”
“Why?”
“Where else am I going to stay?”
“Who’s being the babo now?” she grins at me and pulls me towards hers, Minho’s, and Taemin’s apartment instead.
“Are you sure?” I ask as I let her lead me into the apartment.
“Do you really wanna be in there when Key and Onew celebrate?”
“Good point,” I turn back just in time to see the door across the hall closing behind Key and Onew making out furiously, “Definitely don’t want to be in there.”
She leads me down the hall to her room, “Jazzy are you sure about this? I mean we just got back together tonight. I can sleep on the couch if you want.”
“You said we have a lot of lost time to make up for,” she smirks at me.
“Jazzy,” I pull her a little so she stops, “I don’t want you to think that I’m forcing you or anything because I’m perfectly okay with taking things slow.
“We have a child together Jjongie.”
“And maybe because we have a child that we should take it slow.”
“Do you want to take it slow?”
“No. I want to show you how much I’ve missed you and how much I love you.”
“Then show me,” she starts to walk to her room again, leaving me to stand in the hall alone.
“I promise not to cock block you tonight hyung,” Minho says with a clap on my back as he passes by me.
“He’ll be too busy to cock block you,” Taemin giggles as he pulls his boyfriend the rest of the way to their room.
“Minnie, I’m still tired from earlier,” I hear Minho whine from inside the room.
“You’re tired? I did all the work!”
I laugh to myself as I finally make my way to Jazzy’s room. She isn’t there when I step in. I look to the bathroom and see that the light is on inside, she must be inside. I set my bags on the floor and lock the door behind me. I hear the shower turn on and smirk as I walk over to the door. I’m not surprised that the door isn’t locked when I get to it.
“Baby?” I say as I walk in.
“I need some help Jjongie,” she says, pulling aside the curtain just enough to poke her head out, “Would you mind?”
“Not at all,” my clothes are soon laying on the floor with hers. I don’t even think about grabbing a towel or clothes for later. All I can think about is her. Holding her close, kissing her, and well… You know. We are in the shower, naked, I think it’s obvious what we plan on doing.
I’m thankful that I had locked the door to the room when I originally entered. It would have been rather awkward to have Minho or Taemin walk into the room as I’m walking to my bags fully naked to get some clothes. Jazzy wouldn’t let me use the only towel in the bathroom to cover up while I was grabbing clothes in the room. She said I should have to suffer the consequences of forgetting a towel and clothes. I think it’s because she just wanted to see me walk around naked. Which I was perfectly fine with.
“Could you at least go and grab me a towel in the hallway closet?” I ask as I dig through my bag for some pajamas.
“Just use mine,” she calls from the bathroom.
“But it’s already wet from you. How am I supposed to get dry with a wet towel?”
“You’re so picky.”
“Just get me a towel please,” I finally find a pair of sweatpants and a tank to wear to bed. I turn just as she’s walking out a pair of shorts and tank, “Hey sexy!”
“Hey yourself,” she says, eyeing me up and down.
“Enjoying the view,” I grin.
“You can say that.”
“Can you go and get that towel now? I’m freezing my ass off here.”
“And what a mighty fine ass it is,” she says as we pass by each other, she’s on the way to the door to go out and get me a towel and I’m headed back to the bathroom. I jump a little when I feel her smack my ass in passing.
“You behave,” I say.
“I’d rather not,” she replies, a minute later she’s leaning against the door frame holding up a towel. I make to grab it, but she quickly moves it out of my reach, “What do I get in return?”
“My undying love and devotion.”
“I already have that.”
“What do you want?”
“Hm,” she taps her mouth with her index finger and I try to grab the towel from her again, but I fail yet again.
“Jazzy.”
“I know what I want.”
“What?” and she taps at her lips some more, but says nothing, “Jazzy, what do you want?”
“This,” she taps her lips again.
“Is that all?”
“Uh huh.”
“Fair enough,” I talk the two steps to her and lean down to peck her on the lips. And that’s all I do, just a peck. Our lips barely touching before I snatch the towel out of her hands and stick my tongue out at her.
“HEY!”
“You didn’t give specifics.”
“I hate you.”
“No you don’t,” I start to dry my partially dry body off before I slip on my clothes.
“You’re right I don’t,” I turn to face the room and watch her climb into bed. I hang my towel next to hers on the towel rack before walking into the room, turning the light in the bathroom off, “Can you get the lights in here too?”
“Sure thing,” I walk over and switch off the lights. I stand there for a second to let my eyes adjust to the sudden darkness around me before walking to the bed. I see her pull the covers aside for me to slide in next to her. I climb into bed next to her and we meet in the middle of the bed. As if on instinct my arms find her waist and pull her close. I lean back into the pillows behind me and she rests her head on my chest.
“I’m happy,” she says out of no where.
“Are you?”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
“Because you’re back in my life.”
“I’m happy to have you back in my life again.”
“Promise me that you’ll never leave. I don’t think I can take the pain.”
“I promise. Nothing can take me away from you. Not now, not ever.”
We lay there in silence again. I almost think that she’s asleep, but then she’s drawing little hearts all over my chest with her index finger. I smile at the memory of when she first did this.
“Promise to never let go,” I say.
“I promise.”
“So,” I start, “I don’t want to rush you or anything. Nor do I want to ruin the night, but I need to ask you.”
“Hm?”
“You’re going to break up with Leeteuk hyung right?”
“What are you talking about?”
“Well we’re together again right? I mean I know I never officially asked you to be my girlfriend again, but I figured you know. After everything that happened. Unless I’m completely wrong and we’re not together again. Then this just got really awkward and I feel really stupid. I really shouldn’t be assuming anything. I mean I understand-” she cuts me off with a sweet kiss.
“You’re babbling Jjongie,” she says against my lips.
“Am I?”
“Uh huh.”
“Sorry.”
“It’s okay,” her head goes back to resting on my chest, “And about Leeteuk. I don’t need to break up with him.”
“What do you mean?”
“He broke up with me.”
“What?”
“Yeah. A few days ago actually.”
“Really?”
“Uh huh. He said that he could tell that I still loved you and that you still loved me. So we owed it to each other and to our son to try to make thing work.”
“Really now?” I guess he wasn’t as bad as I thought. And if I’m really honest with myself, if I had to choose anyone for Jazzy, myself not included, I guess I’d choose him. Well actually, I’d choose Minho first and then Leeteuk.
“Uh huh.”
“That’s nice of him.”
“Uh huh. He’s always been a good guy. I don’t know what you and Minho saw in him, but he’s always been this way with me.”
“I guess I was just jealous.”
“He did say that if you ever hurt me again, he’s taking me back no matter what. Or if for some reason me and you didn’t work out, that I should give him a call.”
“Well I’m sorry Leeteuk hyung, but I’m never going to let you go again,” I tighten my hold on her.
“Don’t worry Jjongie. This is where I belong.”
“You got that right.”
“I love you,” she’s staring up at me.
“I love you too,” I place a kiss on the tip of her nose and she scrunches it up.
“Well since we’re talking about this anyways. What are you going to do?”
“What do you mean?” I start to stroke her hair as I close my eyes.
“About Sekyung. About your appa. About everything really. I mean if we have to keep our relationship on the down low then that’s fine. I’m okay with it, just as long as we can be together.”
“I don’t want to keep our relationship a secret though.”
“But your career. Your family.”
“I can always find another job and my family is you and Yoogeun now.”
“Are you sure?”
“I’m positive Jazzy. I’ll talk to my record label on Monday. I don’t want to keep the two most important things in my life a secret. It’s not fair to either of you. It’ll almost be like I’m ashamed of what I have, when I’m not. I couldn’t be happier.”
“Jjongie, it’s okay. I’ll understand if we can’t be vocal about us.”
“I know, but I don’t like the idea of having to hide you two. I mean we’d have to go through such great lengths to be able to go out as a family in public. I don’t want that. I want us to be able to live as normally as we can.”
“But that’s the thing Jjongie. You’re in the spotlight now, we can’t have a normal life.”
“We can try. I want you and Yoogeun to come with me on Monday.”
“What?”
“I want you to come with me. We’re going to go and talk to both the label and my father.”
“Jjongie.”
“I’m not backing down this time Jazzy. I won’t. It’s all or nothing and if have to walk away from both just to be with my family, then I will.”
“Jjongie.”
“Jazzy, listen to me,” I raise her chin up to face me, “You and Yoogeun are my life. As long as I have the two of you, I’ll be fine.”
“But you’ve dreamt about this music career since you were young.”
“But this dream,” I kiss her on the lips, “Is far more important to me.”