The Long Hard Road Out of Hell 4/5
Title: The Long Hard Road Out of Hell
Pairing: YunJae
Rating: NC-17
Chapter: 4 of 5
Genre: Smut, romance, angst
Summary: Jung Yunho is a failure as a business man. When he meets Kim Jaejoong, the avant-garde artist living his life not caring about other people's opinions, they hit rock bottom together. What does it take to stand up again, and will their love survive when all odds are against them?
A/N: Only one chapter after this, yikes! Updating a bit early cause you guys have been so nice and gave me lots of lovely comments! T^T Thank you for that <3
Chapter 4
When Yunho lost weight, Jaejoong noticed the other man was doing speed. He had no idea where Yunho had gotten some of that drug into his hands - actually he didn't even want to know, but for the first time in his life, Jaejoong was completely oblivious about what he should do.
Shortly after that, they stopped having sex. It felt like the end of the world to Jaejoong, Yunho still came back to his place every night, but they just lied on the bed holding each other. Jaejoong asked about it all the time, but Yunho didn't give him an answer. It was crystal clear to Jaejoong, he was gradually losing the love of his life and there was nothing he could do to stop it.
Yunho had talked to him about being depressed before they started fooling around with drugs, Jaejoong blamed himself for not understanding the true state the other man was in. Yunho had told him about the company, about his deceased father and how hard it was to work in a place he hated. But now Jaejoong was too scared to talk to the other man about it, he didn't want to make Yunho angry because that could lead into a fight and that could make Yunho leave him for good.
So instead of having sex, Jaejoong cried against Yunho's chest every night until he fell asleep. Yunho also knew he was hurting Jaejoong and after a week of barely talking to each other, Yunho broke down.
They were lying in bed, Jaejoong wrapped inside Yunho's strong arms and lips brushing against his chest, when Jaejoong felt something wet on his forehead. Yunho was crying, but he didn't allow Jaejoong to take a look at him and held Jaejoong tighter, tears silently falling to Jaejoong's blond hair.
"I'm so sorry I'm like this," Yunho whispered sounding so weak it made Jaejoong's heart drop, "I never wanted things to get like this. I'm going to stop, I swear."
"I know you are, I trust you," Jaejoong quietly said and squeezed Yunho's waist a little, trying to encourage the other man, "It's just going to take some time but I'll wait for you. You can do it Yunho-yah."
"Would it be easier for you if we broke up?" Yunho asked, his voice breaking into sobs as he buried his face into Jaejoong's soft hair.
"No, I can't be without you," Jaejoong's voice shook because Yunho's words had some truth to it, they probably would be better of without each other and both of them knew it. Their romance had started at the wrong time and Jaejoong was beginning to think they could never work unless both of them got their shit together.
It was just too hard to let go, the small amount of happy times they've had together wasn't enough, Jaejoong wanted so much more. He could picture a life together with Yunho where both of them were succesfull, living in a fabulous apartment in the middle of Seoul, waking up every morning to the sight of each other. The day dream made his heart ache, it had been so close Jaejoong could almost taste it and then some higher power had taken all the happiness away from them.
Yunho's crying was getting more desperate so Jaejoong reached up to his face and pulled their lips to meet each other, then looking deep into the distressed man's eyes.
"It's not your fault Yunho," Jaejoong told him while trying to hold back his tears, "I said I could never stop loving you and it's true."
"Thank you," Yunho breathed and kissed the other man back, knowing it was the last night they'd spend together as one.
Yunho didn't show up at Jaejoong's place after that night and Jaejoong didn't try to call the other man either. Meeting each other wouldn't do them any good and even though Jaejoong was a wreck, he knew he could get his life back together again.
Jaejoong's creativity was still at it's peak, it must have been because of meeting Yunho and getting to experience real love again - his art was even getting some recognition from the higher ups. Loneliness was just a fact he was going to have to life with again, but the memory of Yunho's touch and his lips on Jaejoong's remained and it kept Jaejoong going. He did miss Yunho more than everything, but he knew now, that their affair had been doomed to begin with. Jaejoong was seeing a therapist now to talk about his insecurities, maybe if he got better Yunho would want to be with him again. And slowly but surely, Jaejoong really started to feel like life was worth living - he would show Yunho he was capable of becoming a stable young man he would want to date again.
It was the beginning of summer when Jaejoong recieved a letter he had known he was going to get since the day he had met Yunho at the post office.
Congratulations on your scholarship Mr. Kim Jaejoong, the letter announced. He was going to be studying abroad, in a well-known and distinguished art school with a full scholarship and a trust fund that would allow him to really invest in his studies. Smiling widely Jaejoong hugged the letter to his chest, tears of joy falling to the apple's of his cheeks but then the phone in his pocket vibrated, a number Jaejoong wasn't familiar with was calling him.
"Hello," he picked it up, he rarely got any calls from his friends so it threw him off a little and it was so early in the morning.
"This is Doctor Park from the Seoul Grand Hospital, are you a close relative of Jung Yunho's?" A steady voice asked him.
"Oh no, what happened to him? I'm his partner," Jaejoong inhaled immediately expecting the worst, the letter falling to the floor from his hand. He wasn't thinking about the fact that he and Yunho hadn't seen each other in a month, he had to make sure Yunho was okay!
"He took an overdose of amfetamin and it almost killed him, his heart was about to fail but we managed to save him. Were you aware of his drug abuse?"
"Yes," Jaejoong admitted while getting his shoes and jacket on, "Can I visit him?"
"You can, but he's going to have to check into rehab," the nurse told him.
"I'm on my way," Jaejoong said and put the phone back into his pocker, hurrying his way out of the apartment and on the street to catch the first bus that would take him to the hospital.
So Yunho hadn't been able to quit, Jaejoong wasn't that surprised to be honest. He couldn't help but feel guilty though, it had been Jaejoong who had gotten the other man to try stuff in the first place. A terrible fear was weighing his chest, what would Yunho look like? Was he going to get heart failure again? And he was just a young man who should be living happily alongside Jaejoong making a name as an art critic, not getting himself high on some poisonous narcotic.
Jaejoong was determined to make it stop, he had to think of something to get Yunho back on track. He could live as a single man but he couldn't take it if Yunho was not even in this world!
The bus ride to the hospital seemed to last forever, Jaejoong tried not to cry but he was just so worried his brain kept coming up with only worst case scenarios. What if he never got to see Yunho alive and well again?
Running the last few meters to the hospital Jaejoong stormed inside and after asking where Yunho was, he didn't bother taking the elevator because it was going to take forever anyway so he ran up the stairs to the fourth floor, finding the room Yunho was in easily. He was out of breath as he opened the door to Yunho's room to find the other man lying in bed, looking skinny and pale but he was alive and that was all that mattered.
"Yunho," Jaejoong breathed in relief and stepped closer, grabbing the other man's hand and kissing it gently, "Are you alright?"
"I guess," Yunho said apprehensively and his face was telling Jaejoong he wasn't ready to see the other man yet, "How are you?"
"I'm great," Jaejoong smiled not really wanting to focus on himself at the moment as he sat on the edge of Yunho's bed, still holding Yunho's cold hand against his pink lips, "You scared me."
"I didn't mean to. I've really been trying to quit Jaejoong-ah," Yunho sighed, "But things just got so difficult I accidentally took too much, I wasn't trying to take my life."
"What happened?"
"I had been without junk for a couple days but I just couldn't take it, I though if I took a lot it could keep me going for a few more days but... It ended up almost making me have a heart attack. Luckily they got the stuff out of my system before that happened. I lost consciousness at work and the client called for help."
"Oh Yunho-yah," Jaejoong tried to keep himself together, "Why would you do that?"
"The abstinence symptoms were just too much," Yunho admitted, "And the fact that I was alone didn't help."
"You could've just come to my place Yunho, I would've helped you," Jaejoong tried to reason but Yunho just gave him a cold look that made Jaejoong's chest hurt.
"You don't know how it feels like and you were the one who got me into this mess," Yunho told him, "I never would've started using if it wasn't for you and your need for sex."
"What? Are you blaming me?" Jaejoong stared at Yunho in shock, "I never forced you to take speed! It was just for fun, you started stealing drugs from me!"
"No you didn't but you left me alone when I needed you the most," Yunho said and pulled his hand away from Jaejoong's hold, "You never called or visited or anything after that night."
"I thought you didn't want me to! I thought it was supposed to be the end, you know we both needed some time apart from each other," Jaejoong explained, he couldn't believe what the other man was telling him. It was obviously the lack of drugs that was talking but it still hurt, Yunho had never blamed him for anything even if it really was his fault to begin with.
"I loved you," Yunho stated, looking at the other man coldly, "But you made my life like hell, first it was your desperate clinging to me that gave me so much pressure... Then you were saying shit how we should be together forever and I flipped! I just couldn't do it without the drugs, you're too much Jaejoong-ah."
"You don't mean that," Jaejoong whispered, his eyes slowly filling with tears. It was like his past was mocking him, all the men before Yunho had said the same thing. Jaejoong had honestly thought he was better, being with Yunho had been a really healing experience to him but apparently it had been the opposite for the other man.
"It's the truth. I was so afraid of breaking you I needed to get away. I could forget about it when we did drugs. I don't think we've ever even had sex sober!"
"Our first time was sober," Jaejoong said, his voice shaking from trying to hold back the tears, "Don't you remember. I was painting and we made love on the floor, we got paint all over each other."
"I don't want to remember," Yunho gritted his teeth and avoided Jaejoong's gaze. He didn't want to see the blonde's heart broken face, it would make him cave in again.
"But you promised not to leave me," Jaejoong said quietly, tears rolling down his cheeks, "I even got to that school Yunho! I'm going to be a real artist!"
"Good for you," Yunho answered bitterly, "You can be everything you want while I'm stuck in this hell."
"Yunho-yah, that's not true. You'll just have to get through the rehab and everything will be fine again. You can come visit me in Tokyo and we can be together again," Jaejoong tried to reason but Yunho wasn't listening.
"I don't want anything to do with you! If I even make it out of rehab I'm going to find a normal, decent girl and be with her," Yunho shouted, "I knew you were nothing but trouble, I never should've even talked to you!"
"Don't you think what we had was wonderful?" Jaejoong spoke with desperation in his voice and grabbed Yunho's hand again, "I've never felt anything like that with anyone else Yunho. It was like magic, you can't deny it! You felt that too. It was real love."
"That had nothing to do with love, you were just obsessed with turning me gay and making me do everything you wanted me to."
"Stop it Yunho," Jaejoong cried and kissed Yunho's hand, his lips shaking from the violent sobs, "Don't you think I'm beautiful Yunho? You said so yourself... Why don't you want to be with me?"
"Because you're ugly, inside and out!" Yunho said, regretting his words immediately after seeing Jaejoong's deeply hurt expression. The older man let go of his hand and stood up, covering his mouth with his hand and left the room.
Yunho was left in the silence of the hospital room and knew he had said things he didn't really mean.
"Fuck!" Yunho grunted, pressing his hands hard against his eyes to stop the tears from falling. Everything just felt so damn difficult and Jaejoong had been there, an easy target to all his frustrations. Yunho couldn't really blame the other man, Jaejoong had been right all along but he couldn't make himself stand up to go after the other man.
Yunho felt like he wasn't even being himself anymore, the old him never would've said a word to hurt the other young man. Not that long ago Yunho had been vowing his love and thinking about giving his everything to protect Jaejoong. When he thought about how in love they had been, Yunho started shaking, sobs wrecking his body. All the memories rushed through his mind; Jaejoong under him with paint on his gorgeous naked skin, their first kiss - the moment when they first saw each other.
Knowing he'd made a terrible mistake in saying such things to Jaejoong, Yunho made a decision to get better. He was in no condition to see the blonde now, Yunho wanted to be sober and well before trying to ask Jaejoong to come back to him. The thought about Jaejoong finding someone else devoured him, he couldn't see Jaejoong with any other men but there was nothing he could do at this point. Yunho only had to concentrate on getting rid of drugs that were the real reason behind his suffering.
The rehab had been difficult, not that Yunho had expected anything else, but he was feeling a little better day by day. The weather was getting a bit colder and summer was about to end, Yunho knew Jaejoong would leave the country soon. They had talked about the scholarship several times when they still were together, it had been two months since they last saw each other at the hospital.
Yunho had gotten out of rehab three weeks ago, he was living on his own and had sold the company after deciding to fully concetrate on his writing. His mother and sister didn't know about the drug problem, Yunho had told them he'd had a nervous breakdown because of the stress from trying to keep the company running.
Yunho had also told them about Jaejoong, a person who had made him realise what he really wanted to do for a living. Writing was Yunho's biggest passion in life, but what he wanted even more, was to be with the blonde again. He had missed the young artist so much that it hurt, but he was scared to find out if Jaejoong had moved on.
The way to Jaejoong's apartment was so familiar and held so many memories, Yunho felt unbelievably nervous when he stepped inside the apartment building where the other man lived. He had paid so much attention to his looks that day, his hair was perfetly styled and he was wearing his favorite jeans and a green shirt Jaejoong had said he looked hot in.
Yunho stopped to catch his breath for a minute before knocking three times, then waiting for the love of his life to open the door.
Pairing: YunJae
Rating: NC-17
Chapter: 4 of 5
Genre: Smut, romance, angst
Summary: Jung Yunho is a failure as a business man. When he meets Kim Jaejoong, the avant-garde artist living his life not caring about other people's opinions, they hit rock bottom together. What does it take to stand up again, and will their love survive when all odds are against them?
A/N: Only one chapter after this, yikes! Updating a bit early cause you guys have been so nice and gave me lots of lovely comments! T^T Thank you for that <3
Chapter 4
When Yunho lost weight, Jaejoong noticed the other man was doing speed. He had no idea where Yunho had gotten some of that drug into his hands - actually he didn't even want to know, but for the first time in his life, Jaejoong was completely oblivious about what he should do.
Shortly after that, they stopped having sex. It felt like the end of the world to Jaejoong, Yunho still came back to his place every night, but they just lied on the bed holding each other. Jaejoong asked about it all the time, but Yunho didn't give him an answer. It was crystal clear to Jaejoong, he was gradually losing the love of his life and there was nothing he could do to stop it.
Yunho had talked to him about being depressed before they started fooling around with drugs, Jaejoong blamed himself for not understanding the true state the other man was in. Yunho had told him about the company, about his deceased father and how hard it was to work in a place he hated. But now Jaejoong was too scared to talk to the other man about it, he didn't want to make Yunho angry because that could lead into a fight and that could make Yunho leave him for good.
So instead of having sex, Jaejoong cried against Yunho's chest every night until he fell asleep. Yunho also knew he was hurting Jaejoong and after a week of barely talking to each other, Yunho broke down.
They were lying in bed, Jaejoong wrapped inside Yunho's strong arms and lips brushing against his chest, when Jaejoong felt something wet on his forehead. Yunho was crying, but he didn't allow Jaejoong to take a look at him and held Jaejoong tighter, tears silently falling to Jaejoong's blond hair.
"I'm so sorry I'm like this," Yunho whispered sounding so weak it made Jaejoong's heart drop, "I never wanted things to get like this. I'm going to stop, I swear."
"I know you are, I trust you," Jaejoong quietly said and squeezed Yunho's waist a little, trying to encourage the other man, "It's just going to take some time but I'll wait for you. You can do it Yunho-yah."
"Would it be easier for you if we broke up?" Yunho asked, his voice breaking into sobs as he buried his face into Jaejoong's soft hair.
"No, I can't be without you," Jaejoong's voice shook because Yunho's words had some truth to it, they probably would be better of without each other and both of them knew it. Their romance had started at the wrong time and Jaejoong was beginning to think they could never work unless both of them got their shit together.
It was just too hard to let go, the small amount of happy times they've had together wasn't enough, Jaejoong wanted so much more. He could picture a life together with Yunho where both of them were succesfull, living in a fabulous apartment in the middle of Seoul, waking up every morning to the sight of each other. The day dream made his heart ache, it had been so close Jaejoong could almost taste it and then some higher power had taken all the happiness away from them.
Yunho's crying was getting more desperate so Jaejoong reached up to his face and pulled their lips to meet each other, then looking deep into the distressed man's eyes.
"It's not your fault Yunho," Jaejoong told him while trying to hold back his tears, "I said I could never stop loving you and it's true."
"Thank you," Yunho breathed and kissed the other man back, knowing it was the last night they'd spend together as one.
Yunho didn't show up at Jaejoong's place after that night and Jaejoong didn't try to call the other man either. Meeting each other wouldn't do them any good and even though Jaejoong was a wreck, he knew he could get his life back together again.
Jaejoong's creativity was still at it's peak, it must have been because of meeting Yunho and getting to experience real love again - his art was even getting some recognition from the higher ups. Loneliness was just a fact he was going to have to life with again, but the memory of Yunho's touch and his lips on Jaejoong's remained and it kept Jaejoong going. He did miss Yunho more than everything, but he knew now, that their affair had been doomed to begin with. Jaejoong was seeing a therapist now to talk about his insecurities, maybe if he got better Yunho would want to be with him again. And slowly but surely, Jaejoong really started to feel like life was worth living - he would show Yunho he was capable of becoming a stable young man he would want to date again.
It was the beginning of summer when Jaejoong recieved a letter he had known he was going to get since the day he had met Yunho at the post office.
Congratulations on your scholarship Mr. Kim Jaejoong, the letter announced. He was going to be studying abroad, in a well-known and distinguished art school with a full scholarship and a trust fund that would allow him to really invest in his studies. Smiling widely Jaejoong hugged the letter to his chest, tears of joy falling to the apple's of his cheeks but then the phone in his pocket vibrated, a number Jaejoong wasn't familiar with was calling him.
"Hello," he picked it up, he rarely got any calls from his friends so it threw him off a little and it was so early in the morning.
"This is Doctor Park from the Seoul Grand Hospital, are you a close relative of Jung Yunho's?" A steady voice asked him.
"Oh no, what happened to him? I'm his partner," Jaejoong inhaled immediately expecting the worst, the letter falling to the floor from his hand. He wasn't thinking about the fact that he and Yunho hadn't seen each other in a month, he had to make sure Yunho was okay!
"He took an overdose of amfetamin and it almost killed him, his heart was about to fail but we managed to save him. Were you aware of his drug abuse?"
"Yes," Jaejoong admitted while getting his shoes and jacket on, "Can I visit him?"
"You can, but he's going to have to check into rehab," the nurse told him.
"I'm on my way," Jaejoong said and put the phone back into his pocker, hurrying his way out of the apartment and on the street to catch the first bus that would take him to the hospital.
So Yunho hadn't been able to quit, Jaejoong wasn't that surprised to be honest. He couldn't help but feel guilty though, it had been Jaejoong who had gotten the other man to try stuff in the first place. A terrible fear was weighing his chest, what would Yunho look like? Was he going to get heart failure again? And he was just a young man who should be living happily alongside Jaejoong making a name as an art critic, not getting himself high on some poisonous narcotic.
Jaejoong was determined to make it stop, he had to think of something to get Yunho back on track. He could live as a single man but he couldn't take it if Yunho was not even in this world!
The bus ride to the hospital seemed to last forever, Jaejoong tried not to cry but he was just so worried his brain kept coming up with only worst case scenarios. What if he never got to see Yunho alive and well again?
Running the last few meters to the hospital Jaejoong stormed inside and after asking where Yunho was, he didn't bother taking the elevator because it was going to take forever anyway so he ran up the stairs to the fourth floor, finding the room Yunho was in easily. He was out of breath as he opened the door to Yunho's room to find the other man lying in bed, looking skinny and pale but he was alive and that was all that mattered.
"Yunho," Jaejoong breathed in relief and stepped closer, grabbing the other man's hand and kissing it gently, "Are you alright?"
"I guess," Yunho said apprehensively and his face was telling Jaejoong he wasn't ready to see the other man yet, "How are you?"
"I'm great," Jaejoong smiled not really wanting to focus on himself at the moment as he sat on the edge of Yunho's bed, still holding Yunho's cold hand against his pink lips, "You scared me."
"I didn't mean to. I've really been trying to quit Jaejoong-ah," Yunho sighed, "But things just got so difficult I accidentally took too much, I wasn't trying to take my life."
"What happened?"
"I had been without junk for a couple days but I just couldn't take it, I though if I took a lot it could keep me going for a few more days but... It ended up almost making me have a heart attack. Luckily they got the stuff out of my system before that happened. I lost consciousness at work and the client called for help."
"Oh Yunho-yah," Jaejoong tried to keep himself together, "Why would you do that?"
"The abstinence symptoms were just too much," Yunho admitted, "And the fact that I was alone didn't help."
"You could've just come to my place Yunho, I would've helped you," Jaejoong tried to reason but Yunho just gave him a cold look that made Jaejoong's chest hurt.
"You don't know how it feels like and you were the one who got me into this mess," Yunho told him, "I never would've started using if it wasn't for you and your need for sex."
"What? Are you blaming me?" Jaejoong stared at Yunho in shock, "I never forced you to take speed! It was just for fun, you started stealing drugs from me!"
"No you didn't but you left me alone when I needed you the most," Yunho said and pulled his hand away from Jaejoong's hold, "You never called or visited or anything after that night."
"I thought you didn't want me to! I thought it was supposed to be the end, you know we both needed some time apart from each other," Jaejoong explained, he couldn't believe what the other man was telling him. It was obviously the lack of drugs that was talking but it still hurt, Yunho had never blamed him for anything even if it really was his fault to begin with.
"I loved you," Yunho stated, looking at the other man coldly, "But you made my life like hell, first it was your desperate clinging to me that gave me so much pressure... Then you were saying shit how we should be together forever and I flipped! I just couldn't do it without the drugs, you're too much Jaejoong-ah."
"You don't mean that," Jaejoong whispered, his eyes slowly filling with tears. It was like his past was mocking him, all the men before Yunho had said the same thing. Jaejoong had honestly thought he was better, being with Yunho had been a really healing experience to him but apparently it had been the opposite for the other man.
"It's the truth. I was so afraid of breaking you I needed to get away. I could forget about it when we did drugs. I don't think we've ever even had sex sober!"
"Our first time was sober," Jaejoong said, his voice shaking from trying to hold back the tears, "Don't you remember. I was painting and we made love on the floor, we got paint all over each other."
"I don't want to remember," Yunho gritted his teeth and avoided Jaejoong's gaze. He didn't want to see the blonde's heart broken face, it would make him cave in again.
"But you promised not to leave me," Jaejoong said quietly, tears rolling down his cheeks, "I even got to that school Yunho! I'm going to be a real artist!"
"Good for you," Yunho answered bitterly, "You can be everything you want while I'm stuck in this hell."
"Yunho-yah, that's not true. You'll just have to get through the rehab and everything will be fine again. You can come visit me in Tokyo and we can be together again," Jaejoong tried to reason but Yunho wasn't listening.
"I don't want anything to do with you! If I even make it out of rehab I'm going to find a normal, decent girl and be with her," Yunho shouted, "I knew you were nothing but trouble, I never should've even talked to you!"
"Don't you think what we had was wonderful?" Jaejoong spoke with desperation in his voice and grabbed Yunho's hand again, "I've never felt anything like that with anyone else Yunho. It was like magic, you can't deny it! You felt that too. It was real love."
"That had nothing to do with love, you were just obsessed with turning me gay and making me do everything you wanted me to."
"Stop it Yunho," Jaejoong cried and kissed Yunho's hand, his lips shaking from the violent sobs, "Don't you think I'm beautiful Yunho? You said so yourself... Why don't you want to be with me?"
"Because you're ugly, inside and out!" Yunho said, regretting his words immediately after seeing Jaejoong's deeply hurt expression. The older man let go of his hand and stood up, covering his mouth with his hand and left the room.
Yunho was left in the silence of the hospital room and knew he had said things he didn't really mean.
"Fuck!" Yunho grunted, pressing his hands hard against his eyes to stop the tears from falling. Everything just felt so damn difficult and Jaejoong had been there, an easy target to all his frustrations. Yunho couldn't really blame the other man, Jaejoong had been right all along but he couldn't make himself stand up to go after the other man.
Yunho felt like he wasn't even being himself anymore, the old him never would've said a word to hurt the other young man. Not that long ago Yunho had been vowing his love and thinking about giving his everything to protect Jaejoong. When he thought about how in love they had been, Yunho started shaking, sobs wrecking his body. All the memories rushed through his mind; Jaejoong under him with paint on his gorgeous naked skin, their first kiss - the moment when they first saw each other.
Knowing he'd made a terrible mistake in saying such things to Jaejoong, Yunho made a decision to get better. He was in no condition to see the blonde now, Yunho wanted to be sober and well before trying to ask Jaejoong to come back to him. The thought about Jaejoong finding someone else devoured him, he couldn't see Jaejoong with any other men but there was nothing he could do at this point. Yunho only had to concentrate on getting rid of drugs that were the real reason behind his suffering.
The rehab had been difficult, not that Yunho had expected anything else, but he was feeling a little better day by day. The weather was getting a bit colder and summer was about to end, Yunho knew Jaejoong would leave the country soon. They had talked about the scholarship several times when they still were together, it had been two months since they last saw each other at the hospital.
Yunho had gotten out of rehab three weeks ago, he was living on his own and had sold the company after deciding to fully concetrate on his writing. His mother and sister didn't know about the drug problem, Yunho had told them he'd had a nervous breakdown because of the stress from trying to keep the company running.
Yunho had also told them about Jaejoong, a person who had made him realise what he really wanted to do for a living. Writing was Yunho's biggest passion in life, but what he wanted even more, was to be with the blonde again. He had missed the young artist so much that it hurt, but he was scared to find out if Jaejoong had moved on.
The way to Jaejoong's apartment was so familiar and held so many memories, Yunho felt unbelievably nervous when he stepped inside the apartment building where the other man lived. He had paid so much attention to his looks that day, his hair was perfetly styled and he was wearing his favorite jeans and a green shirt Jaejoong had said he looked hot in.
Yunho stopped to catch his breath for a minute before knocking three times, then waiting for the love of his life to open the door.