Age is Just a Number 3/5
Title: Age is Just a Number
Pairing: JaeChun, minor YunJae and JunChun
Genre: Romance
Rating: NC-17
Length: Series
Warning: underaged Yoochun, language
Disclaimer: I own DBSK, when I close my eyes.
Summary: Jaejoong admires a preschool kid on his school.
A/N: I adore this preschooler in my school (I like kids, no, I’m not a pedo); his name is Samuel. He’s super cute, all chubby and cheerful. I usually watch at him from the balcony of my class and he would grin shyly every time I wave and cheered at him. As I watched him, I got the idea that the scene would be perfect for pedo!JaeChun, so here it is~ and this is for matsukisara cos I love her and xsuju_addictx cos I hate her, with a little surprise to come for blocassimere :) Enjoy~~ :D
( Part 1) ( Part 2)
Jaejoong motioned Yoochun to follow him to the far corner in the lobby. Yoochun kept his head down, heart pounding. Junsu and Changmin both watched them curiously and Yoochun could feel their eyes on his back. When Jaejoong stopped walking, Yoochun almost bumped into him. He then turned around.
“Yoochun,” and Yoochun’s heart skipped a beat.
“Y-yes?” Yoochun stuttered.
“You see,” Jaejoong started, “I have the feeling you’re not feeling comfortable around me. Why is that?”
Yoochun stared at the older man. “Eh, what?”
“You weren’t paying attention in the meeting. You keep fidgeting, like now, and glanced over to me. Did I do something wrong?”
“Not at all!” Yoochun waved his hands. “It’s not like that, Jaejoong-sshi. My mind is somewhere else today, that’s all.”
“Is this because I saw you smoking? If that’s so, I won’t tell anyone, don’t worry,” Jaejoong smiled. “You can trust me.”
Yoochun sighed. Although it wasn’t the reason he acted all nervous, he nodded. It would be easier to agree with Jaejoong’s hypothesis rather than explain himself and reminding the older of MickChun. “I trust you. Thank you, Jaejoong-sshi.”
“Hyung,” Jaejoong corrected. “Just call me hyung. You called Changmin hyung too right? I’m Changmin’s age so it would be okay if you address us with the same title.”
Yoochun stared at Jaejoong. The man was beautiful, and signs of growing up were apparent on his attitude. Yoochun remembered how Jaejoong used to be as childish as a kindergartener, but the man in front of him was composed and well mannered. He could also see maturity gleamed on Jaejoong’s deep brown eyes.
Yoochun nodded and smiled. “Thank you, hyung!”
Jaejoong grinned. “You’re kinda adorable,” he said as he ruffled Yoochun’s hair. “But you’ll be even more adorable if you stop smoking.”
Yoochun laughed, “Fine, I only smoke when I’m bored anyway.”
“Good boy,” Jaejoong said, and Yoochun had a mini flashback. He remembered when Jaejoong complimented him the same thing when he was little. The sentence still tasted as sweet, maybe even sweeter, to Yoochun that it made him smile.
He turned to the lobby’s entrance. “Your car is here.”
“Right,” Jaejoong nodded. “See you, Yoochun.” He walked to the car followed by Changmin.
As soon as they were out of sight, Junsu rushed to Yoochun’s side. “What did he say? Did he remember you?”
Yoochun shook his head and sighed. “He thought I was being all nervous cause I’m afraid he would tell my father about me smoking.”
“But your father already knew!” Junsu rolled his eyes. “Damn, he’s dumb.”
“He’s not, Su,” Yoochun pouted and Junsu scoffed. “Fine, whatever, take me home.” He hugged Junsu’s arm while the other asked the valet to bring his car.
“You’re not planning to tell him who you are?”
“What if he forgets?”
“Remind him?”
Yoochun raised and eyebrow, “And last week, someone was overly jealous of him.”
Junsu cleared his throat, “Oh, the car’s here.”
Yoochun pouted at his boyfriend but climbed to the passenger seat anyway, as Junsu held the door open. They drove back to Junsu’s apartment. Junsu doesn’t live with his parents anymore since they decided to move back to Busan while Junsu insisted to stay in Seoul with Yoochun. He now lives in an apartment not far from Yoochun’s house.
As soon as they arrived, Yoochun stripped and slumped to Junsu’s bed as if it’s his own wearing only sweatpants. “God, do we have to come to the office again tomorrow?”
Junsu chuckled and stripped to his boxer, “It’s our project after all.”
Yoochun buried his face on the pillow and hummed lazily. Junsu climbed over his boyfriend and kissed his shoulder. He straddled Yoochun’s hips and started massaging his bare back. Yoochun sighed and enjoyed Junsu’s warm hands rubbing his soreness away. Junsu planted small kisses on his boyfriend’s back as he continued massaging down Yoocun’s body.
He reached the band of Yoochun’s sweatpants and lowered them, continuing to plant the kisses on Yoochun’s bottom and thigh, until he pulled the sweatpants off. Junsu’s kisses on his bottom cheeks turned into light bites and Yoochun moaned, getting hard. Junsu started to scratch the skin lightly before spreading Yoochun’s cheeks and licked his entrance, teasing more as his hands rubbed Yoochun’s naked skin.
Yoochun groaned impatiently and tried to turn over but Junsu chuckled and pushed him down. Yoochun’s protest was lost in a moan as Junsu’s finger hovered around his crack, teasing his clenching hole. He didn’t know when Junsu had taken the lube as his slick fingers, two at once, prodded his entrance.
Junsu fingerfucked Yoochun with one hand, scissoring his fingers to loosen his boyfriend a bit, while holding Yoochun’s body down with the other. Yoochun arched back and groaned in protest again. “Hurry!” he insisted. It has been a while since they had sex, and Yoochun still couldn’t get over how Junsu rejected him the week before.
“Demanding bottom,” Junsu chuckled and kissed his shoulders again. He flipped Yoochun around to his back and kissed him. Yoochun’s arms wrapped around Junsu’s neck to deepened the kiss, turning it passionate.
“Stupid top,” Yoochun pouted and Junsu chuckled. Junsu bit on Yoochun’s neck, pulling more moans from the latter. He slowly pushed into Yoochun’s body and both of them groaned. “More, Junsu, please!”
Junsu kissed his boyfriend again before started moving. His hand skillfully played with a nipple and scratched lightly on Yoochun’s side. Yoochun moaned and buried his face on the crook of Junsu’s neck. Their pants echoed around the room, and Junsu started stroking the lithe body under him. He bit hard at Yoochun’s shoulder, leaving a mark, and the latter’s body shook before coming between them.
“That was fast,” Junsu teased, breath still harsh, as he continued thrusting and abusing Yoochun’s neck and shoulder with his mouth.
Yoochun chuckled, as breathless, “Your…fault…for neglecting me…” His answer was lost in more moans as Junsu filled his body with warmth. Junsu fell on top of Yoochun, arms sneaking around the other’s waist, and Yoochun hugged back around Junsu’s neck. They shifted into a more comfortable position with Junsu’s head on Yoochun’s shoulder.
“What did you say? My fault for being too sexy?” Junsu asked as they evened their breath.
Yoochun laughed and kissed the top of Junsu’s head, “My vain boyfriend.”
Junsu chuckled, “Ready for the next round?”
***
“You seemed to be in a good mood,” Changmin teased as he saw Yoochun at the office, smiling at the Rubik cube in his hand.
Yoochun grinned at Changmin and held the it up, showing off the same colored sides of the cube, “Awesome, aren’t I?”
The older scoffed and ruffled Yoochun’s already messy hair. “I know you don’t like it here, but at least put some effort on you appearance.”
“I’m already good looking, even in bunny costume I’d still look hot,” he shrugged.
Changmin rolled his eyes and took the seat opposite from Yoochun. “So, what’s your plan for today?”
“We will take you on a tour at our factory~” Junsu grabbed the cube from Yoochun’s hand and frowned at it, “How the hell did you do that?”
Yoochun ignored his boyfriend, “Where’s Jaejoong hyung?”
Junsu kicked Yoochun’s chair, “Why are you looking for Jaejoong?”
“Yah!” Yoochun pouted, “I want to get this over with and come home! Jealous bitch.”
“You’re my bitch,” Junsu grinned and leaned down but as soon as the door opened, Yoochun stood up and Junsu kissed nothing but air. Jaejoong walked into the room and Junsu pouted as he stood up to greet the older man.
Junsu took the lead soon and led the other three to the factory. He talked to Jaejoong and explained things, giving directions to the employees, and checking the quality of each production process. Yoochun watched his boyfriend proudly, when did Junsu become so mature? He, on the other side, did not grow up at all. He hated the responsibilities and not being able to come home from school to his warm bed.
Then his eyes drifted to Jaejoong. Jaejoong had changed too. Wait; was he the only childish one? Yoochun unconsciously pouted as he watched the two men in front of him. Changmin who walked beside him noticed and put an arm around Yoochun, “You didn’t tell me you guys are dating…”
Yoochun looked up to the older, “Sorry, hyung, it slipped my mind. And we haven’t been dating for too long, too.”
“Doing the inevitable, huh?” Changmin shrugged, “You guys had known each other for life, it’s kinda meant to be.”
Yoochun chuckled, “Is it?” He stared at Jaejoong, the perfect broad shoulder looks comfortable from behind. Yoochun smiled wryly, “Sometimes life is predictable.”
Changmin scoffed and nodded. “What did you talk about to Jaejoong yesterday?”
“He caught me smoking at the party last week, that’s why I’ve been nervous around him, in case he tells my father. Yesterday he promised not to,” Yoochun grinned.
Changmin raised and eyebrow and ruffled the younger’s hair again, “Bad boy, what did I tell you about smoking?” He started tickling Yoochun while the other begged for mercy. Jaejoong who were walking with Junsu ahead of them turned around and saw the two.
Junsu facepalmed, “Very professional, hyung!”
Changmin held his hands up and let go of Yoochun. Yoochun was still laughing and punched Changmin’s shoulder lightly. His eyes found Jaejoong’s again; the older was smiling warmly at him. Then he saw those eyes.
Yoochun shivered and looked away, fixing his hair with fingers. They started walking again. Yoochun watched Jaejoong’s back and wondered, what were those eyes he saw? Was it…longing?
Changmin threw his arm around Yoochun’s shoulder again and the younger didn’t mind. He leaned to the familiar touch, trying to ignore the mess in his heart.
Trying to forget Jaejoong.
***
“You guys want to eat dinner with us?” Changmin offered, as they get ready to leave.
Junsu and Yoochun looked at each other. While Yoochun desperately wanted to go home, Junsu ignored it and nodded to Changmin’s offer. Yoochun slapped Junsu’s shoulder hard. Junsu laughed and pecked his boyfriend’s cheek. Yoochun glanced over at Jaejoong and blushed, pushing Junsu away.
“I’ll tell Yunho to catch up with us then,” Jaejoong said as he flipped his phone open.
Yoochun frowned, “Yunho?” He remembered who Yunho was, as a kid he had always seen Yunho as an enemy who could take Jaejoong away from him anytime.
“Jaejoong’s boyfriend,” Changmin supplied.
Yoochun nodded, pretending he hadn’t known Yunho before. Still, his grip on Junsu’s hand tightened at the mention of ‘boyfriend’. Junsu noticed and returned the squeeze, encouraging, apologizing. Yoochun pouted at his boyfriend but decided it might be a good thing to go. They had been working together for almost two months and he had been less awkward around Jaejoong, but he wasn’t sure he’s ready to meet Yunho.
What if Yunho recognizes him?
Changmin drove them to a luxurious Japanese restaurant on a hotel nearby. When they got there, Yunho was already waiting inside a cubicle. Yoochun watched the older man as Jaejoong introduced them to his boyfriend. Yunho didn’t change as much as Jaejoong. He was still handsome and he had always had that maturity and confident sparks in his eyes. The moment he saw his boyfriend, Yunho wrapped protective arms around the smaller man and kissed him.
“I missed you,” Yunho pecked his boyfriend again and Yoochun buried his face on Junsu’s shoulder to hide his pout.
Changmin looked at the two couples, “God, excuse me for being the only single here!”
Yoochun and Junsu laughed, pulling the older in between them. “Come with us, Changmin hyung, we love you,” Junsu said as he hugged Changmin’s left arm while Yoochun clung to the other.
“Yes, hyung, we’ll welcome you anytime!” Yoochun winked.
“Augh the images! Oh God, my innocent mind!” Changmin groaned and all of them laughed. Changmin hooked an arm around Junsu’s neck ruffled his hair while the other tried to break free. They ended up hitting on each other.
“So, Yoochun, right?” Yunho suddenly said; an arm draped over Jaejoong’s shoulder.
“Yes, Yunho-sshi,” Yoochun tried to act normal.
“Your name sounds familiar,” Yunho said, earning a little too hard nudge on the ribs from Jaejoong.
“Eh?” Yoochun’s eyes narrowed.
“How old are you?”
“Sixteen…”
Yunho turned to Jaejoong with a pout, “What’s with you and younger boys?”
Jaejoong choked on his tea and slapped Yunho’s shoulder. Changmin laughed at them. Yoochun turned to Junsu with a knowing look. Junsu shrugged and took his hand across the table, “I’m sorry, Jaejoong hyung, Yoochun is mine.”
Yoochun blushed, “Su-ah!”
“What?” Junsu scoffed and turned to Yunho, “There’s nothing to be worried about; this cute guy is taken.”
Yoochun groaned and buried his face in his hands. Junsu laughed at his blushing boyfriend and pulled a hand off his face, before kissing him in front of the others. Changmin whistled and everyone in the table missed Jaejoong’s contemplated expression as they laughed, except for Junsu.
Junsu grinned at the older man, and Jaejoong got himself together fast enough and smiled back before anyone else noticed.
Yoochun punched his boyfriend on the arm, “I hate you.”
“No, you don’t,” Junsu laughed. Then his phone rang, Junsu’s face lightened up at the name on the screen. “Excuse me, I have to take this call.”
Yoochun’s eyes narrowed as Junsu walked out of their cubicle and turned to Changmin, “He never take calls away from me before.”
“I noticed,” Changmin nodded, “Maybe it’s because the others are here.”
Yoochun huffed and continued eating, cursing Junsu secretly for kissing him in front of Jaejoong.
***
On rare occasions, Junsu, as protective as he is, would have enough heart to leave Yoochun alone with his job. That day was a very rare occasion, where Junsu had to leave Yoochun alone, with Jaejoong. With a heavy heart, he let Changmin dragged him to Research and Development department, leaving the other two over doing paperwork.
Yoochun had felt normal around Jaejoong, but without Junsu and Changmin, his nervousness came back. He focused on his paperwork while trying his best to ignore Jaejoong who were sitting across from him on the meeting room. Jaejoong occasionally asked about several work related things and Yoochun would answer it professionally.
Unfortunately for Yoochun, their works were done before Junsu and Changmin come back. Yoochun leaned to his seat and took his phone, typing a text for Junsu, asking him to come back soon. He frowned at the text and decided not to send it, he had been depending on Junsu too much.
Jaejoong leaned back to his seat too and took his glasses off. Without the glasses, Jaejoong looked much younger, almost like in the picture they had taken together years ago.
Yoochun smiled, “I want to go to the canteen. You want coffee, hyung?”
“Would that be okay for you to buy me a cup?”
Yoochun nodded, “Sure thing, you look exhausted.” He pulled out some money from his wallet and left the room, leaving his wallet and phone on the table.
“Thank you,” Jaejoong called as the door closed behind Yoochun. He stretched as he got up from his chair and walked to the window. The city view from a high building had always been his favorite. The sky was red above them, calming.
Jaejoong walked back to the table when he saw Yoochun’s stuffs. He knew it was wrong, but Yoochun attracted his attention too much. He craved to know more about the boy who could change from nervous to all smiling in seconds around him. He reached for the phone.
The screen came alive as Jaejoong touched it. It was a picture of Yoochun and Junsu on the background wearing school uniform. Jaejoong recognized the uniform as one of those favorite schools for the talented. He unconsciously smiled, feeling proud without knowing why.
He contemplated for a second before finally giving up to temptation and pressed the inbox button. It was mostly from Junsu, his parents, someone named Yoohwan who Jaejoong concluded was Yoochun’s younger brother, and several from Changmin. Jaejoong frowned at the friendly texts from Changmin. It was too informal, too friendly, to be from an ex teacher.
Jaejoong blushed as he scrolled to several texts from Junsu; he hadn’t realized sexting was still a trend among the youngsters. He chuckled to himself as he put the phone down, feeling a bit guilty for looking through Yoochun’s stuffs. Then his eyes landed on Yoochun’s wallet.
He picked the wallet up and examined it. It was a simple black leather wallet, with no receipts sticking out from the sides. Yoochun seemed to be an organized person, Jaejoong thought. He slowly unfolded it, eyes landing on a picture inside it. A picture of him and a small boy.
He took the picture out and let the wallet dropped back to the table as it slipped his hand.
The door opened and Yoochun came in with two cups of coffee, setting it on the table. “Hyung, here’s your coffee~”
The older remained frozen and Yoochun tilted his head in confusion. “Hyung?”
Jaejoong looked up at Yoochun with blank eyes, “MickChun?”
***
Part 4
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Pairing: JaeChun, minor YunJae and JunChun
Genre: Romance
Rating: NC-17
Length: Series
Warning: underaged Yoochun, language
Disclaimer: I own DBSK, when I close my eyes.
Summary: Jaejoong admires a preschool kid on his school.
A/N: I adore this preschooler in my school (I like kids, no, I’m not a pedo); his name is Samuel. He’s super cute, all chubby and cheerful. I usually watch at him from the balcony of my class and he would grin shyly every time I wave and cheered at him. As I watched him, I got the idea that the scene would be perfect for pedo!JaeChun, so here it is~ and this is for matsukisara cos I love her and xsuju_addictx cos I hate her, with a little surprise to come for blocassimere :) Enjoy~~ :D
( Part 1) ( Part 2)
Jaejoong motioned Yoochun to follow him to the far corner in the lobby. Yoochun kept his head down, heart pounding. Junsu and Changmin both watched them curiously and Yoochun could feel their eyes on his back. When Jaejoong stopped walking, Yoochun almost bumped into him. He then turned around.
“Yoochun,” and Yoochun’s heart skipped a beat.
“Y-yes?” Yoochun stuttered.
“You see,” Jaejoong started, “I have the feeling you’re not feeling comfortable around me. Why is that?”
Yoochun stared at the older man. “Eh, what?”
“You weren’t paying attention in the meeting. You keep fidgeting, like now, and glanced over to me. Did I do something wrong?”
“Not at all!” Yoochun waved his hands. “It’s not like that, Jaejoong-sshi. My mind is somewhere else today, that’s all.”
“Is this because I saw you smoking? If that’s so, I won’t tell anyone, don’t worry,” Jaejoong smiled. “You can trust me.”
Yoochun sighed. Although it wasn’t the reason he acted all nervous, he nodded. It would be easier to agree with Jaejoong’s hypothesis rather than explain himself and reminding the older of MickChun. “I trust you. Thank you, Jaejoong-sshi.”
“Hyung,” Jaejoong corrected. “Just call me hyung. You called Changmin hyung too right? I’m Changmin’s age so it would be okay if you address us with the same title.”
Yoochun stared at Jaejoong. The man was beautiful, and signs of growing up were apparent on his attitude. Yoochun remembered how Jaejoong used to be as childish as a kindergartener, but the man in front of him was composed and well mannered. He could also see maturity gleamed on Jaejoong’s deep brown eyes.
Yoochun nodded and smiled. “Thank you, hyung!”
Jaejoong grinned. “You’re kinda adorable,” he said as he ruffled Yoochun’s hair. “But you’ll be even more adorable if you stop smoking.”
Yoochun laughed, “Fine, I only smoke when I’m bored anyway.”
“Good boy,” Jaejoong said, and Yoochun had a mini flashback. He remembered when Jaejoong complimented him the same thing when he was little. The sentence still tasted as sweet, maybe even sweeter, to Yoochun that it made him smile.
He turned to the lobby’s entrance. “Your car is here.”
“Right,” Jaejoong nodded. “See you, Yoochun.” He walked to the car followed by Changmin.
As soon as they were out of sight, Junsu rushed to Yoochun’s side. “What did he say? Did he remember you?”
Yoochun shook his head and sighed. “He thought I was being all nervous cause I’m afraid he would tell my father about me smoking.”
“But your father already knew!” Junsu rolled his eyes. “Damn, he’s dumb.”
“He’s not, Su,” Yoochun pouted and Junsu scoffed. “Fine, whatever, take me home.” He hugged Junsu’s arm while the other asked the valet to bring his car.
“You’re not planning to tell him who you are?”
“What if he forgets?”
“Remind him?”
Yoochun raised and eyebrow, “And last week, someone was overly jealous of him.”
Junsu cleared his throat, “Oh, the car’s here.”
Yoochun pouted at his boyfriend but climbed to the passenger seat anyway, as Junsu held the door open. They drove back to Junsu’s apartment. Junsu doesn’t live with his parents anymore since they decided to move back to Busan while Junsu insisted to stay in Seoul with Yoochun. He now lives in an apartment not far from Yoochun’s house.
As soon as they arrived, Yoochun stripped and slumped to Junsu’s bed as if it’s his own wearing only sweatpants. “God, do we have to come to the office again tomorrow?”
Junsu chuckled and stripped to his boxer, “It’s our project after all.”
Yoochun buried his face on the pillow and hummed lazily. Junsu climbed over his boyfriend and kissed his shoulder. He straddled Yoochun’s hips and started massaging his bare back. Yoochun sighed and enjoyed Junsu’s warm hands rubbing his soreness away. Junsu planted small kisses on his boyfriend’s back as he continued massaging down Yoocun’s body.
He reached the band of Yoochun’s sweatpants and lowered them, continuing to plant the kisses on Yoochun’s bottom and thigh, until he pulled the sweatpants off. Junsu’s kisses on his bottom cheeks turned into light bites and Yoochun moaned, getting hard. Junsu started to scratch the skin lightly before spreading Yoochun’s cheeks and licked his entrance, teasing more as his hands rubbed Yoochun’s naked skin.
Yoochun groaned impatiently and tried to turn over but Junsu chuckled and pushed him down. Yoochun’s protest was lost in a moan as Junsu’s finger hovered around his crack, teasing his clenching hole. He didn’t know when Junsu had taken the lube as his slick fingers, two at once, prodded his entrance.
Junsu fingerfucked Yoochun with one hand, scissoring his fingers to loosen his boyfriend a bit, while holding Yoochun’s body down with the other. Yoochun arched back and groaned in protest again. “Hurry!” he insisted. It has been a while since they had sex, and Yoochun still couldn’t get over how Junsu rejected him the week before.
“Demanding bottom,” Junsu chuckled and kissed his shoulders again. He flipped Yoochun around to his back and kissed him. Yoochun’s arms wrapped around Junsu’s neck to deepened the kiss, turning it passionate.
“Stupid top,” Yoochun pouted and Junsu chuckled. Junsu bit on Yoochun’s neck, pulling more moans from the latter. He slowly pushed into Yoochun’s body and both of them groaned. “More, Junsu, please!”
Junsu kissed his boyfriend again before started moving. His hand skillfully played with a nipple and scratched lightly on Yoochun’s side. Yoochun moaned and buried his face on the crook of Junsu’s neck. Their pants echoed around the room, and Junsu started stroking the lithe body under him. He bit hard at Yoochun’s shoulder, leaving a mark, and the latter’s body shook before coming between them.
“That was fast,” Junsu teased, breath still harsh, as he continued thrusting and abusing Yoochun’s neck and shoulder with his mouth.
Yoochun chuckled, as breathless, “Your…fault…for neglecting me…” His answer was lost in more moans as Junsu filled his body with warmth. Junsu fell on top of Yoochun, arms sneaking around the other’s waist, and Yoochun hugged back around Junsu’s neck. They shifted into a more comfortable position with Junsu’s head on Yoochun’s shoulder.
“What did you say? My fault for being too sexy?” Junsu asked as they evened their breath.
Yoochun laughed and kissed the top of Junsu’s head, “My vain boyfriend.”
Junsu chuckled, “Ready for the next round?”
***
“You seemed to be in a good mood,” Changmin teased as he saw Yoochun at the office, smiling at the Rubik cube in his hand.
Yoochun grinned at Changmin and held the it up, showing off the same colored sides of the cube, “Awesome, aren’t I?”
The older scoffed and ruffled Yoochun’s already messy hair. “I know you don’t like it here, but at least put some effort on you appearance.”
“I’m already good looking, even in bunny costume I’d still look hot,” he shrugged.
Changmin rolled his eyes and took the seat opposite from Yoochun. “So, what’s your plan for today?”
“We will take you on a tour at our factory~” Junsu grabbed the cube from Yoochun’s hand and frowned at it, “How the hell did you do that?”
Yoochun ignored his boyfriend, “Where’s Jaejoong hyung?”
Junsu kicked Yoochun’s chair, “Why are you looking for Jaejoong?”
“Yah!” Yoochun pouted, “I want to get this over with and come home! Jealous bitch.”
“You’re my bitch,” Junsu grinned and leaned down but as soon as the door opened, Yoochun stood up and Junsu kissed nothing but air. Jaejoong walked into the room and Junsu pouted as he stood up to greet the older man.
Junsu took the lead soon and led the other three to the factory. He talked to Jaejoong and explained things, giving directions to the employees, and checking the quality of each production process. Yoochun watched his boyfriend proudly, when did Junsu become so mature? He, on the other side, did not grow up at all. He hated the responsibilities and not being able to come home from school to his warm bed.
Then his eyes drifted to Jaejoong. Jaejoong had changed too. Wait; was he the only childish one? Yoochun unconsciously pouted as he watched the two men in front of him. Changmin who walked beside him noticed and put an arm around Yoochun, “You didn’t tell me you guys are dating…”
Yoochun looked up to the older, “Sorry, hyung, it slipped my mind. And we haven’t been dating for too long, too.”
“Doing the inevitable, huh?” Changmin shrugged, “You guys had known each other for life, it’s kinda meant to be.”
Yoochun chuckled, “Is it?” He stared at Jaejoong, the perfect broad shoulder looks comfortable from behind. Yoochun smiled wryly, “Sometimes life is predictable.”
Changmin scoffed and nodded. “What did you talk about to Jaejoong yesterday?”
“He caught me smoking at the party last week, that’s why I’ve been nervous around him, in case he tells my father. Yesterday he promised not to,” Yoochun grinned.
Changmin raised and eyebrow and ruffled the younger’s hair again, “Bad boy, what did I tell you about smoking?” He started tickling Yoochun while the other begged for mercy. Jaejoong who were walking with Junsu ahead of them turned around and saw the two.
Junsu facepalmed, “Very professional, hyung!”
Changmin held his hands up and let go of Yoochun. Yoochun was still laughing and punched Changmin’s shoulder lightly. His eyes found Jaejoong’s again; the older was smiling warmly at him. Then he saw those eyes.
Yoochun shivered and looked away, fixing his hair with fingers. They started walking again. Yoochun watched Jaejoong’s back and wondered, what were those eyes he saw? Was it…longing?
Changmin threw his arm around Yoochun’s shoulder again and the younger didn’t mind. He leaned to the familiar touch, trying to ignore the mess in his heart.
Trying to forget Jaejoong.
***
“You guys want to eat dinner with us?” Changmin offered, as they get ready to leave.
Junsu and Yoochun looked at each other. While Yoochun desperately wanted to go home, Junsu ignored it and nodded to Changmin’s offer. Yoochun slapped Junsu’s shoulder hard. Junsu laughed and pecked his boyfriend’s cheek. Yoochun glanced over at Jaejoong and blushed, pushing Junsu away.
“I’ll tell Yunho to catch up with us then,” Jaejoong said as he flipped his phone open.
Yoochun frowned, “Yunho?” He remembered who Yunho was, as a kid he had always seen Yunho as an enemy who could take Jaejoong away from him anytime.
“Jaejoong’s boyfriend,” Changmin supplied.
Yoochun nodded, pretending he hadn’t known Yunho before. Still, his grip on Junsu’s hand tightened at the mention of ‘boyfriend’. Junsu noticed and returned the squeeze, encouraging, apologizing. Yoochun pouted at his boyfriend but decided it might be a good thing to go. They had been working together for almost two months and he had been less awkward around Jaejoong, but he wasn’t sure he’s ready to meet Yunho.
What if Yunho recognizes him?
Changmin drove them to a luxurious Japanese restaurant on a hotel nearby. When they got there, Yunho was already waiting inside a cubicle. Yoochun watched the older man as Jaejoong introduced them to his boyfriend. Yunho didn’t change as much as Jaejoong. He was still handsome and he had always had that maturity and confident sparks in his eyes. The moment he saw his boyfriend, Yunho wrapped protective arms around the smaller man and kissed him.
“I missed you,” Yunho pecked his boyfriend again and Yoochun buried his face on Junsu’s shoulder to hide his pout.
Changmin looked at the two couples, “God, excuse me for being the only single here!”
Yoochun and Junsu laughed, pulling the older in between them. “Come with us, Changmin hyung, we love you,” Junsu said as he hugged Changmin’s left arm while Yoochun clung to the other.
“Yes, hyung, we’ll welcome you anytime!” Yoochun winked.
“Augh the images! Oh God, my innocent mind!” Changmin groaned and all of them laughed. Changmin hooked an arm around Junsu’s neck ruffled his hair while the other tried to break free. They ended up hitting on each other.
“So, Yoochun, right?” Yunho suddenly said; an arm draped over Jaejoong’s shoulder.
“Yes, Yunho-sshi,” Yoochun tried to act normal.
“Your name sounds familiar,” Yunho said, earning a little too hard nudge on the ribs from Jaejoong.
“Eh?” Yoochun’s eyes narrowed.
“How old are you?”
“Sixteen…”
Yunho turned to Jaejoong with a pout, “What’s with you and younger boys?”
Jaejoong choked on his tea and slapped Yunho’s shoulder. Changmin laughed at them. Yoochun turned to Junsu with a knowing look. Junsu shrugged and took his hand across the table, “I’m sorry, Jaejoong hyung, Yoochun is mine.”
Yoochun blushed, “Su-ah!”
“What?” Junsu scoffed and turned to Yunho, “There’s nothing to be worried about; this cute guy is taken.”
Yoochun groaned and buried his face in his hands. Junsu laughed at his blushing boyfriend and pulled a hand off his face, before kissing him in front of the others. Changmin whistled and everyone in the table missed Jaejoong’s contemplated expression as they laughed, except for Junsu.
Junsu grinned at the older man, and Jaejoong got himself together fast enough and smiled back before anyone else noticed.
Yoochun punched his boyfriend on the arm, “I hate you.”
“No, you don’t,” Junsu laughed. Then his phone rang, Junsu’s face lightened up at the name on the screen. “Excuse me, I have to take this call.”
Yoochun’s eyes narrowed as Junsu walked out of their cubicle and turned to Changmin, “He never take calls away from me before.”
“I noticed,” Changmin nodded, “Maybe it’s because the others are here.”
Yoochun huffed and continued eating, cursing Junsu secretly for kissing him in front of Jaejoong.
***
On rare occasions, Junsu, as protective as he is, would have enough heart to leave Yoochun alone with his job. That day was a very rare occasion, where Junsu had to leave Yoochun alone, with Jaejoong. With a heavy heart, he let Changmin dragged him to Research and Development department, leaving the other two over doing paperwork.
Yoochun had felt normal around Jaejoong, but without Junsu and Changmin, his nervousness came back. He focused on his paperwork while trying his best to ignore Jaejoong who were sitting across from him on the meeting room. Jaejoong occasionally asked about several work related things and Yoochun would answer it professionally.
Unfortunately for Yoochun, their works were done before Junsu and Changmin come back. Yoochun leaned to his seat and took his phone, typing a text for Junsu, asking him to come back soon. He frowned at the text and decided not to send it, he had been depending on Junsu too much.
Jaejoong leaned back to his seat too and took his glasses off. Without the glasses, Jaejoong looked much younger, almost like in the picture they had taken together years ago.
Yoochun smiled, “I want to go to the canteen. You want coffee, hyung?”
“Would that be okay for you to buy me a cup?”
Yoochun nodded, “Sure thing, you look exhausted.” He pulled out some money from his wallet and left the room, leaving his wallet and phone on the table.
“Thank you,” Jaejoong called as the door closed behind Yoochun. He stretched as he got up from his chair and walked to the window. The city view from a high building had always been his favorite. The sky was red above them, calming.
Jaejoong walked back to the table when he saw Yoochun’s stuffs. He knew it was wrong, but Yoochun attracted his attention too much. He craved to know more about the boy who could change from nervous to all smiling in seconds around him. He reached for the phone.
The screen came alive as Jaejoong touched it. It was a picture of Yoochun and Junsu on the background wearing school uniform. Jaejoong recognized the uniform as one of those favorite schools for the talented. He unconsciously smiled, feeling proud without knowing why.
He contemplated for a second before finally giving up to temptation and pressed the inbox button. It was mostly from Junsu, his parents, someone named Yoohwan who Jaejoong concluded was Yoochun’s younger brother, and several from Changmin. Jaejoong frowned at the friendly texts from Changmin. It was too informal, too friendly, to be from an ex teacher.
Jaejoong blushed as he scrolled to several texts from Junsu; he hadn’t realized sexting was still a trend among the youngsters. He chuckled to himself as he put the phone down, feeling a bit guilty for looking through Yoochun’s stuffs. Then his eyes landed on Yoochun’s wallet.
He picked the wallet up and examined it. It was a simple black leather wallet, with no receipts sticking out from the sides. Yoochun seemed to be an organized person, Jaejoong thought. He slowly unfolded it, eyes landing on a picture inside it. A picture of him and a small boy.
He took the picture out and let the wallet dropped back to the table as it slipped his hand.
The door opened and Yoochun came in with two cups of coffee, setting it on the table. “Hyung, here’s your coffee~”
The older remained frozen and Yoochun tilted his head in confusion. “Hyung?”
Jaejoong looked up at Yoochun with blank eyes, “MickChun?”
***
Part 4
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