Title: Leader-sshi [2/2]
Rating: PG
Genre: Drama, Romance, Comedy
Challenge:
jaeho_challenge 's 'Our fearless leader'
Summary: The members plan to break their leader's cool facade.
The silence was unbearable in the van as they traveled to the studio. YooChun had chosen to sit in the back next to JaeJoong, listening to music with his eyes closed as he rested his head against JaeJoong's shoulder. ChangMin and JunSu sat in the middle seat, exchanging nervous glances and unsure of the strange tension in the air.
YunHo had climbed in last, acknowledging them all with a slight nod of his head as he claimed the front seat. Presently he was talking to their manager in quiet tones, having a discussion about the schedule for the rest of the day.
Seeing YunHo was distracted, JunSu quickly turned around and poked YooChun.
Hard.
"Chunnie-ah, what did you do?" JunSu whispered with wide eyes. "We heard you and YunHo yelling at each other last night."
YooChun only stared at JunSu, motioned that he couldn't hear him with his headphones on and closed his eyes.
JunSu frowned in disappointment.
"JaeJoong-Hyung, do you know what happened?" ChangMin asked the other who was currently staring out the window.
"What are you guys doing?" JaeJoong asked with his voice subdued. "Was this part of the plan?"
"What plan?" ChangMin asked, confused. JaeJoong turned and stared at him. "Oh!"
In the front, their manager looked at them curiously through the rear view mirror and YunHo turned to glance at them.
"Didn't anyone tell you?" ChangMin whispered, quickly lowering his voice. "We called it off. JunSu, didn't tell you?"
"I was supposed to tell him?" JunSu gaped. "I thought you were!"
JaeJoong frowned and met YunHo's eyes up front. Their leader turned back around in his seat and refocused his gaze out the window.
"What are you four whispering about?" Their manager asked up front.
"Nothing Hyung!" JunSu chirped.
"Hmm…" Their manager raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything else.
[._.]
He heard her heels hard against the tiles of the brightly lit hallway before he saw her. They rounded the corner as JaeJoong pressed the button on the vending machine for a can of strawberry milk. They stopped, pretty feet in cute open-toed red heels, in front of him as he straightened after retrieving the can from the bottom.
"JaeJoong-sshi?" She asked with a pretty hand over her bosom as she sought to catch her breath.
"Yes, how can I help you?" JaeJoong asked, popping the tab of his milk and taking a sip. He was hoping the sweet taste would get rid of the bitterness in his mouth from YooChun's outburst last night and YunHo's indifference that morning.
"I'm Moon Hye Won from 'Beat!'." The woman introduced herself. "I was wondering if I could have a few quick words." As she spoke, a cameraman rounded the corner, and JaeJoong smiled politely.
"Of course, whenever you're ready." He replied.
"JaeJoong-sshi, we have followed Dong Bang Shin Ki's activities in Japan and your vocals are clearly heard throughout every song. Will your fans anticipate a solo album anytime soon?" Hye Won asked, cheerfully.
"I have not thought about going solo. It is a good goal for the future but for now, I am dedicated on being DBSK's YoungWoong JaeJoong." JaeJoong smiled.
"How do you feel about anti-fans criticizing your voice and spreading rumors on the subject of you becoming leader for DBSK?" Hye Won continued.
"What?" JaeJoong blinked.
"They are saying that you have manipulated the members and have demanded that YunHo should step down from leadership or you would leave the group." Hye Won explained.
"There is no such thing. YunHo is the leader and it will stay that way." JaeJoong said, firmly.
"If you have the chance, would you become leader?" She asked, curiously.
"No." JaeJoong frowned. "Ah wait. Hye Won-sshi, I want you to cut this part. I am feeling uncomfortable; can you ask me some other questions?"
"Certainly!" Hye Won beamed. "Because of your controlling nature, you are forbidding the other members from being in relationships. Is this true?"
JaeJoong laughed in amazement.
"Where are you getting these rumors from?" He asked. "No, it is just because we are too busy to be in a relationship."
"I'm sorry to hear that." Hye Won said, sympathetically. The cameraman stepped in closer and JaeJoong's grip unconsciously tightened on his can. She also stepped in closer. "JaeJoong-sshi, would you let your fans know one of your deepest, darkest secrets?" The can crumbled and strawberry milk sprayed into Hye Won's face and over her white blouse.
She shrieked, reeling back and JaeJoong apologized quickly, realizing what he had done. He quickly threw away the can.
"Ah, let me…" JaeJoong grabbed the towel draped over his shoulder and offered it to her.
She knocked his hand away, eyes lit in fury.
"I don't want your sweat drenched towel!" She screamed out angrily.
Curious onlookers around the studio had begun to stop and stare.
"This blouse was new!" She snapped.
"I'm so sorry. I will pay for the dry cleaning bills." JaeJoong told her. His hand reached out to touch her arm, comfortingly.
"Don't touch me!" Hye Won yelled. "How dare you! Who do you think you are?"
"I am so, so, sorry." JaeJoong apologized. "I don't know how to make it up to you, but-."
"Go jump off the top of the building if you are sorry!" Hye Won replied, her neat hair now a mess. At JaeJoong's silent shock she smirked. "You're not sorry at all."
JaeJoong stared at her for a long moment before taking a step forward. If it wasn't for the hand that suddenly grabbed his hand in a unrelenting grip, JaeJoong would have seriously gone up to the top of the building and jumped off.
"He apologized, ma'am." YunHo's smooth voice interrupted them as easily as water soothing fire. "It was an accident, please forgive him. We will replace your blouse as soon as possible."
"If everyone apologized for foolish mistakes then what will happen to the world?" Hye Won sneered. "Do you think murder can be solved with apologies? Or rape?"
"What are you talking about?" YunHo asked, staring at the woman as if she had grown another head. JaeJoong tugged on YunHo's hand and YunHo spared him a sharp glare before turning back to the woman. "It was just strawberry milk! It will come off easily with some bleach, soap, and water!"
"Are the rest of your members this impudent?" Hye Won scoffed. "What an interesting article to write, featuring DBSK's leader verbally assaulting a reporter."
"You wouldn't." YunHo stared.
"Would I?" Hye Won asked with an angelic smile.
"You're that person, aren't you?" YunHo realized. "The one that has bothering JaeJoongie!"
"What?" Hye Won stared in confusion.
JaeJoong remained silent, equally confused on what YunHo was talking about. He had never seen this woman before.
"Go ahead and write it then!" YunHo yelled suddenly.
JaeJoong struggled against YunHo's hold and YunHo swung his arm hard so that JaeJoong stumbled off balance. YunHo pulled JaeJoong closer to him. "If I wasn't here, this stupid guy would have seriously jumped off the top of the building! Do you understand this situation, you stupid naïve woman?"
JaeJoong stared at YunHo in surprise.
"Our JaeJoongie has a heart of gold and to prove that he is sorry, he will jump off the top of the building." YunHo continued, relentlessly. "How would you feel when you're spread across the tabloids as the one responsible for causing DBSK's lead vocalist's death?"
JunSu, YooChun, and ChangMin rounded the corner of the hallway sharply and skidded to a stop.
"Listen," YunHo's fingers flicked the badge around her neck to read her name. "Moon Hye Won-sshi, go ahead and write false things about me in your magazine. But don't you dare write anything about the other members or I will never forgive you."
"Hyung…" YooChun spoke up. "You're so cool."
JaeJoong and YunHo turned sharply to see YooChun beaming at them with a thumbs-up.
"Hyung, we finally see your 'fearless' leader side!" JunSu chirped, stressing 'fearless' in English.
"Hye Won-Noona!" ChangMin grinned. "Thank you for your hard work. No wonder you're a great actress."
Moon Hye Won curtsied dramatically in response to his compliment.
"Eh? What is this?" YunHo straightened and slowly released JaeJoong's hand.
YooChun grabbed the two of them and swung them around to stare into the additional cameras that had appeared behind them.
"This has been…" He began.
"U-Know Yunho…" JunSu laughed.
"And…YoungWoong JaeJoong's…" ChangMin added.
"Hidden Camera!"
Silence.
"Oh my god…" JaeJoong clasped his hands over his mouth with his wide eyes. He let out a yell of embarrassment. "So YooChun, yesterday…"
"Was an act!" YooChun told him.
"And today?" JaeJoong continued.
"Was to throw you off!" YooChun smirked.
"Park YooChun! You're dead!" JaeJoong yelled.
"Yah! Do you know how much stress I was in?" YunHo shouted at the younger members.
"Well, now we know…you're human after all." ChangMin said.
"Our 'fearless' leader-sshi can lose his cool in public!" JunSu smiled.
"Stop saying 'fearless' wrong." YooChun frowned. "Your English is horrible!"
"What's deer in English?" JunSu shot back. YooChun faltered for a moment and glared.
"You can quit singing and go into acting now." YunHo told them. "Ah, you guys are good. You guys do this again and I really won't forgive you! What will happen if JaeJoongie really jumped off? I will push all of you off after him!"
"Ah, leader-sshi! So scary!" The younger three chorused. "What about you?"
"Annoying!" YunHo laughed. His hand sought JaeJoong's and JaeJoong smiled gently at him as his fingertips caressed the bruising around JaeJoong's wrist.
"Of course if JaeJoong had jumped, I would have to catch him." YunHo smiled. "Because he is DBSK's fallen angel, sent to us from the heavens."
JaeJoong stared, cheeks reddening involuntarily, while the younger members snickered behind them.
With an icy smile, JaeJoong turned to the younger members who froze in fear.
"I'm not letting you three sleep easy tonight." He cooed.
!?!?
When they got home, JaeJoong watched a movie with YunHo on the couch while the three cleaned the house from top to bottom until it sparkled.
"Who's idea was this?" JunSu complained.
"Shut up." YooChun bit out.
"Both of you shut up." ChangMin sighed.
[end!]