A Learning Process [18]
Title: A Learning Process
Beta: ms_poka
Rating: PG13
Genre: Romance, Humor
Summary: Jung Yunho was supposed to be the mysterious, indifferent, student council president. While he’d never stolen any minute of Kim Jaejoong’s attention before, he certainly was now.
“Oh God, this is so boring.”
Yoochun rolled his eyes at Jaejoong, who was sitting down on the seat beside his. He scrolled through Facebook on his phone, “I don’t think you’re supposed to be sitting here. Last I checked, your last name wasn’t Park.”
“What? Of course it is,” Jaejoong replied as he snatched Yoochun’s phone out of his hands. “I can’t believe you’ve forgotten that we’re married Yoochun, I’m as much a Park now as you are -“
“What about Yunho?”
“He’s my mistress,” Jaejoong answered as he looked through Yoochun’s Facebook albums. “You can’t satisfy me sexually, and you’re a boring loser, so I turn to him for comfort and entertainment.”
“I see…”
Jaejoong nodded before he raised his head and looked at Yoochun. “By the way, I need to talk to you about something -“
“Our divorce?”
“You wish,” Jaejoong shot back. “I’m not divorcing you until I’ve stolen enough money so that Yunho and I can sail around the world in peace.” He handed Yoochun’s phone back to him, “Anyway, I need to figure out how I’m asking Yunho out.”
“…does Yunho, let’s go out not work anymore?” Yoochun said with a laugh, ignoring the displeased expression on his face. “Is there a new kind of hipster way of asking people out on dates -“
“No, I meant I’m asking him out for graduation ball.” Jaejoong grumbled after he’d kicked Yoochun’s shin. “Seeing as he asked me out for prom, I figure it’s only appropriate that I ask him -“
“Oh, that kind of asking,” Yoochun said as he stretched his legs out. He glanced at Jaejoong and leaned back further into his seat. “You haven’t gotten anything planned out yet? Grad ball is in a couple of days…actually, I was thinking that Yunho would probably have to ask you again -“
Jaejoong huffed and kicked the seat of the person in front of him in frustration. “I’ve tried asking him several times already, but I’ve failed each time.”
Yoochun laughed, “Why am I not surprised?”
“Ha, very funny.” Jaejoong grumbled as he narrowed his eyes at Yoochun, “For your information, I’m a very good planner -“
“Yeah, I know. I still remember the day you threw a surprise birthday party for me when it was actually Yoori’s birthday -“
“Oh shut up.”
“I’m just being honest, and you know I mean well,” Yoochun said as he patted Jaejoong’s shoulder affectionately. “You’re more of the spontaneous kind of person, so…”
Jaejoong buried his face into Yoochun’s shoulder and continued to speak even though his words were muffled, “I want to be more organized. I need to impress Yunho and everyone in school. I need your help, help me Yoochun, please -“
“Why should I help you ask your mistress out to grad ball?” Yoochun questioned.
“Because I know you like my mistress,” Jaejoong mumbled helplessly. “Deep down, you’ll also do it because you love me. Even though our marriage has fallen apart, we still have -“
“Oh God, stop, just stop talking like that. We sound like we were vomited out from an afternoon soap opera.”
Jaejoong laughed and rested his chin on Yoochun’s shoulder. “But really, do you have any ideas for me?”
“You should paint the words out on your body in chocolate, then if he wants to go with you, he should lick it off -“
Jaejoong backed away and scowled in disgust. He swatted his best friend’s chest and shook his head. “That is fucking gross Yoochun, did you really just say that out loud -“
“Oh please, don’t act like you and Yunho haven’t done some weird shit in bed. Don’t think I didn’t see that skirt underneath your bed last time, and seeing as it looked more like a rag than a skirt at that point, I’d say that -“
Jaejoong blushed furiously, and he could feel himself heat up in embarrassment. He looked around, and while the people in front and behind him and Yoochun were caught up in their own conversations, the person to his right wasn’t meeting his gaze.
She was a shy girl - Park Jiyoon, and Jaejoong remembered her as one of his classmate back in first year. He continued to stare at her, and when her eyes met his and then quickly darted away, Jaejoong knew that she’d heard everything.
“Uhm, Yoochun’s lying -“
Yoochun stopped leaning on his seat and inched forward so that he could get a better look at the girl. “No, I’m not. I know what I saw, and I’m pretty sure there are hand cuffs in Jaejoong’s room too -“
Jiyoon’s blush only got worse, and his embarrassment level increased tenfold. Unable to deal with everything he was feeling, he flailed and slapped Yoochun’s face in an attempt to get him to shut up, but the skin on skin contact ended up resounding loudly in the auditorium. The graduation practice halted at that instant and Jaejoong froze.
The principal stopped reading out the list of candidates for graduation, and her eyes narrowed instantly once she saw him in the audience. She gripped her mike furiously and pointed.
“Kim Jaejoong, what are you doing there? Go back to your seat!”
Jaejoong bowed his head and stood up shamefully. As he walked back to his seat, he lifted his eyes momentarily and caught sight of Yunho looking at him in amusement. Jaejoong scowled at his boyfriend, and Yunho’s smile only grew wider, infuriating him terribly.
“Hurry up Mr. Kim! We don’t have all day!”
The teenager rolled his eyes, and he quickly walked back to his row. He made sure not to stumble over his batchmates’ legs, and returned to his seat, taking his place amongst the five other Kims in the graduating batch.
Happy that Jaejoong was back where he belonged, the principal resumed reading her list and practice resumed. Jaejoong huffed, and he looked at his neighbors, both of them shy types that he’d hardly hear speak in all four years of school. He’d tried talking to both of them an hour earlier, right before he’d darted to Yoochun for company, but neither of them had said much in response.
He felt awkward and out of place between the two of them, and so Jaejoong slunk into his seat, praying that his seat would swallow him up whole and save him from another boring day of graduation practice.
o-o-o
Jaejoong rang the doorbell, and he fidgeted anxiously as he waited for the person he was visiting to come out. It’d been hard for him to find Changmin’s house, having gotten lost three times in the process of finding it. He waited impatiently, and just as he was about to ring the doorbell again, Changmin stepped out.
“Hi Changmin -“
Changmin glowered and began to make his way to the front gate. He crossed his arms and looked at Jaejoong suspiciously. “What do you want?”
“Your undying love and affection,” Jaejoong replied as he held up a box that contained freshly baked brownies. “I also need your help with -“
“Yunho.” Changmin said plainly as he pushed his gate open and came out so that he could talk to Jaejoong properly. He reached forward and took the box from Jaejoong’s hands. “What’s been taking you so long anyway? He’s been considering asking you out this past week -“
“I’ve been trying okay.” Jaejoong muttered as he ran a hand through his hair. “It’s just that…”
Changmin opened the box of brownies, “Yeah, I had a feeling that the reason for the delay was because you were failing at trying to ask him out.” He shut the box and ignored Jaejoong’s glare. “Anyway, what do you want from me exactly?”
“…uhm.”
The younger man shot him a look. “You do know what you’re doing…right?”
“…not quite?” Jaejoong mumbled. He laughed nervously, and Changmin’s displeased expression didn’t change. “Well, since you’re such a genius, I figured that you’d be able to help me out -“
“Flattery will get you nowhere.”
Jaejoong pouted. “Come on, I’m sure you have a few romantic ideas in mind, or hey, at least tell me something that Yunho would like since it’s pretty obvious that I can exactly go ahead and ask him directly -“
“I don’t do mushy love stuff -“
“Changmin, don’t be like this! Don’t you want your best friend to be happy? You have to help me -“
“Yunho’s been thinking of asking you to grad ball. He plans on asking you tomorrow, after school. I don’t think he has anything prepared as of now, but he’s coming over to my house today to talk to me about it.”
Jaejoong blinked.
“I thought you don’t do mushy love stuff…?”
“You’re not my best friend,” Changmin said bluntly as he opened the box to look at the brownies. He shut the box once more, “I can tolerate Yunho’s mushy love stuff, but I refuse to tolerate yours.”
Jaejoong reached forward to grab the box of brownies back, but Changmin took a step back and promptly slipped behind his gate before he locked it.
“You can’t take back gifts.” Changmin shot back, “Besides, I already helped you out, didn’t I? You know that Yunho plans on asking you out, so you just have to beat him to the punch and ask him out first. Now please leave before Yunho comes over so that you won’t be forced to make some half-assed unbelievable excuse as to why you’re here.”
“You -“
Changmin took his phone out of his pocket and glanced at its screen. “Yunho’s coming.”
“Shit.” Jaejoong glanced down the street then turned his eyes back to Changmin. “If I need you to help me with something, you better help me when I ask, alright?”
“Yeah, whatever -“
Jaejoong smiled happily and clambered over the fence to squeeze Changmin’s cheek. The younger man yelped, but before he could try to hit Jaejoong, the older teenager had already broken out into a sprint and had successfully eluded him.
o-o-o
“Shit,” Jaejoong whispered as Yunho began to attack his neck, his mouth sucking and biting at the flesh that snuck out from the confines of his polo. He ran his hands through Yunho’s hair and tried to hold back the moan that threatened to escape his lips, well aware that most of his family members were at home.
As he heard someone’s footsteps walk past his door, Jaejoong almost wished that he hadn’t climbed onto Yunho’s lap and had asked his boyfriend for a quick make out session. The risk of being caught by his family members was an embarrassment he did not want happening, but as one of Yunho’s hands grasped at his clothed erection, Jaejoong decided that he didn’t quite care anymore.
Jung Yunho was his perfect, amazing, sexy boyfriend, and he was going to enjoy that fact despite whatever consequences.
Jaejoong bucked his hips upward, the fabric of his jeans causing an annoying friction that had him wanting for more. Jaejoong whined as Yunho kissed his jaw, and he tried to push the taller teenager off him so that he could take off his pants and move things along into something more heated and satisfying.
“Your parents are home -“
“I’ll be quiet -“
“Yeah right.” Yunho whispered before he placed his lips over Jaejoong’s and kissed him quiet. He broke away from Jaejoong and chuckled, “You’re never quiet -“
“Shut up,” Jaejoong grumbled, immediately silencing Yunho with a harsh kiss.
Their lips slotted perfectly together, months of practice having made them perfectly well aware of each other’s bodies. Gone were the days of tentative kisses and shyness, both of them were much too driven by lust and by one another to go back to what they’d both been like in the past.
Jaejoong opened his mouth a little wider, eager for Yunho to deepen the kiss further. Yunho squeezed his hips, and Jaejoong moaned into his boyfriend’s mouth, his hips bucking upward once more. He could feel Yunho’s erection through his pants, and Jaejoong continued to buck his hips upward, desperate to feel more of the hardness against him.
Yunho had already taken his shirt off the first few minutes after he’d stepped into the room, but Jaejoong was still fully clothed. Yunho tugged at the buttons of Jaejoong’s polo, determined to get the shirt off, and Jaejoong laughed breathily as three of his buttons popped off due to his boyfriend’s impatience.
“A little more grace next time would be appreciated,” Jaejoong whispered as he kissed Yunho’s lips. “I don’t like having to sew those back on.”
“Sorry,” Yunho mumbled as he began to leave kisses across Jaejoong’s chest. “I just get a little impatient.”
Jaejoong laughed once more then wriggled out of Yunho’s grasp so that he could pin his boyfriend against his bed. His grinned widened, and he pushed back Yunho’s hair off his forehead before he leaned down to crash their lips back together. His hips still grinding against Yunho’s torturously, Jaejoong kissed Yunho hungrily, his tongue raking over every single inch of the other’s mouth.
But just as Jaejoong was about to suggest a quick hand job, there was a knock at the door, and Yunho’s phone began to ring loudly, an electronic dance song joining in with the staccato of the knocking of the door and creating a harmony that quickly ruined their moment.
Jaejoong broke away from Yunho and whined before he buried his face into Yunho’s chest. “Shit.”
Yunho laughed softly and rubbed Jaejoong’s naked back comfortingly, although he was equally as hard and deprived as Jaejoong was at that moment.
“Maybe if we ignore them, they’ll go away.” Jaejoong muttered as he tried to inch closer to Yunho, desperate to find shelter within Yunho’s embrace. He shut his eyes and relished the feeling of Yunho’s skin against his. “Think happy thoughts.”
After a couple of more seconds, the knocks on the door refused to end, and Yunho’s phone refused to stop ringing, and so Jaejoong was forced to accept defeat. He rolled off Yunho, grabbed a shirt that was lying on the floor and put it on before he made his way over to the door to see who was there.
He glanced back, and Yunho was already happily underneath his bed sheets in order to cover his nakedness. Yunho grinned at him cutely, and Jaejoong shook his head before he turned around to open the door.
The moment he saw Yoori, Jaejoong’s lips twisted into a frown.
“What is it?”
Yoori grinned knowingly and rested her palm against the door frame. She raked her eyes over her brother’s frame and pressed her index finger against the hickey that was blossoming on his neck.
Jaejoong swatted her hand away, a blush creeping across his cheeks. He adjusted the neckline of his shirt then shot her an impatient look. “What do you want? You’re bothering us.”
“You have to keep your door open.” Yoori commented as she pressed on the hickey once more, which resulted in another swat to her arm. She laughed and squeezed Jaejoong’s cheek, “Don’t get pregnant.”
“Aish, stop it.”
Yoori laughed then patted Jaejoong’s shoulder. “But really, keep it open. Every time you keep it closed, you make mom freak out about whether or not she should be going upstairs and forcing you into a chastity belt.”
Jaejoong rolled his eyes, “Duly noted.”
“Good.” Yoori said with a bright smile before she turned away to head back into her room. Jaejoong scowled at her back then headed back into his room, making sure to push the door back a little so that less of his room would be seen from the hallway. He looked at Yunho, who was still tucked into his sheets, and sighed.
“I have to go home.”
Jaejoong sighed once more, “I figured.” He pouted and crossed his arms, “I guess I’ll see you at school tomorrow.”
Yunho laughed and pushed Jaejoong’s sheets off his body. He picked up shirt off the floor and put it on as he walked over to his petulant boyfriend. Jaejoong watched as Yunho stopped in front of him and refused to take his pout off his face.
“Baby -“
“Don’t ask me out to grad ball. I’m asking you.”
The student council blinked in confusion as he tried to understand what Jaejoong was talking about, the topic having come completely out of the blue. Before he could say anything in reply, Jaejoong took advantage of his silence and continued to speak.
“I’m not as good of a planner as you are, so I figure you should know now, instead of some other time. I’m asking you out to grad ball -“
“Wait, so are you asking me out now -“
“No!” Jaejoong shouted in outrage. “Of course not! I’m not asking you now, not when I’m still kind of horny and very dissatisfied, and not after you and I have just experienced one of the worst make out sessions ever!”
“Oh, well okay -“
“So you just better shut up and wait for me to ask you, because I promise to make it special, and it’ll be so awesome that everyone will be talking about it for days. It was supposed to be a surprise, but Changmin told me that you planned on asking me out this week, so I figured I should tell you now, since knowing you, you’re the kind of guy that plans ahead and -“
“…I never planned on asking you. I’ve been waiting for you to ask me.”
Jaejoong stared at Yunho, his mouth open and his facial expression mimicking that of a fish as he gaped at his boyfriend in shock.
“Changmin told me that you were going to ask me.”
It took a few more seconds for Jaejoong to process everything, but once everything slotted into place, his feelings exploded and nothing could match the anger that he was feeling for a particular student council vice president at that exact moment.
“That fucker! I’m going to kill him!”
o-o-o
“Why are you here again?” Yoori asked as she walked into her room with a mug of warm coffee in her hands. She sat down beside Jaejoong on her bed and glanced at her younger brother, who was comfortably curled in bed sheets and was watching a drama on her television.
Jaejoong huffed and glanced at her. “I’m here because I need to figure out how to ask Yunho to grad ball.”
“Ah, I see.” Yoori commented as she settled herself on her bed and leaned her back against the wall. She took a sip of her coffee then glanced at Jaejoong, “So, do you have any ideas?”
“Not really.” Jaejoong said dejectedly as he watched the characters on the television bicker over something. “I was hoping you’d give me a romantic idea.”
“I’m not much of a romantic.”
Jaejoong groaned then buried his face into his sister’s pillow. “What do I do? Oh God, I’m failing Yunho as a boyfriend here -“
“Shut up, I’m trying to think.”
“I hate this so much. I hate being so incompetent. I hate -“
Jaejoong’s sudden silence surprised Yoori, and she glanced at him as she reached over to pick up the remote. “What did you stop?” she asked as she took a sip of her drink, “I rather liked hearing your rant filled with self-pity.”
“I have an idea!”
Before Yoori could say anything, Jaejoong slipped out of the room and slammed the door shut. Yoori shook her head at her brother’s behavior then moved to settle down onto her bed in peace.
Young love - it was both incredibly cute and incredibly annoying at the same time.
o-o-o
Jaejoong seethed in his seat as he watched Changmin practice on stage, his eyes shooting daggers at the young man who was completely unaware of his ire.
A figure plopped into the seat beside him, and Jaejoong turned his head to see Yoochun, who was smiling at him cheekily. The younger man placed his elbow down on the hand rest between them and rested his chin against his palm.
“So?”
“What?” Jaejoong hissed.
“No luck so far?” Yoochun asked. “You only have until tomorrow, and then after that, it’ll be graduation, and then -“
“I know that,” Jaejoong said calmly as he glanced at the stage. He caught sight of Changmin glancing at him on stage and shot the vice president the one finger salute before turning back to look at Yoochun. “I’m asking him tomorrow.”
“Oh really now? How?”
Jaejoong looked at Yunho, who was talking to Changmin on stage, and a smile crossed his lips. “Come over today after school, I’ll tell you all about it.”
o-o-o
Jaejoong fidgeted backstage, his heart pounding wildly in his chest. He hadn’t been confident enough to ask Yunho out to grad ball in front of everyone, so he’d devised to have his plan occur during the ten minute break during graduation practice. He clutched the box of cupcakes in his hand nervously, and Jaejoong was glad he didn’t bother buying flowers because he was pretty sure that if he’d bought some, they’d be crushed at this point.
“Mr. Kim, what are you doing here?”
The student jolted, nearly dropping the box of cupcakes, and he whirled around to see the principal staring at him with a disapproving look on her face.
“Uh…uhm, I’m asking Yunho to grad ball…” Jaejoong said slowly, a blush creeping across his cheeks. He swallowed hard and fidgeted, cursing himself and his bad luck. Out of all people in the world, why was he the only one who ended up getting caught by the school principal?
The elderly woman studied him then spoke “You do know you’re not supposed to be inside the auditorium now, right?”
“…er…”
“I’ll let you slide this one time, for the sake of young love.” The woman said lightly, her expression turning warmer. She smiled, and Jaejoong’s eyes widened. “But if you break something, you will still get punished.” She added, her voice suddenly turning cold.
“I understand.”
“Good, now, I think I hear Yunho and Changmin, so I presume that means you have a job to do.” The principal shot him a small smile, and Jaejoong felt nervous all over again. “Good luck.”
Jaejoong smiled appreciatively at the woman, and he watched as she exited backstage before he took a deep breath to calm himself down. He cringed at the thought of Yunho saying no to him, but quickly pushed that thought away.
There was no way Yunho would say no to him…right?
His stomach was in knots, and Jaejoong felt like throwing up. But before he allowed himself to run out of the auditorium in fear, he turned and walked out onto stage, determined to ask Yunho to grad ball.
o-o-o
“…hi.”
Yunho turned around, and Jaejoong waved at him nervously from where he was on stage. The student council president blinked at him, and Changmin pushed him forward before he promptly exited the auditorium.
Jaejoong held the microphone tightly in his hand, set down the box of cupcakes then grinned at Yunho nervously.
“Sit…?” He picked up a guitar and slung it around his neck, “
“Jaejoong what is -“
Before Yunho could get another word out of his mouth, the auditorium room doors burst open. Jaejoong’s eyes widened in shock, and he watched in horror as their batchmates filed in and sat down in various areas to act as spectators. His eyes found Yoochun’s in the audience, and his best friend shouted.
“I wanted to make sure that both of you two felt the pressure!” Yoochun shouted happily as he stood beside Changmin, who was smirking in amusement. “We need to make sure Yunho doesn’t say no to you!”
“Go Jaejoong!”
Jaejoong blushed, and he bit his lip as he smiled at Yunho. “Well, it seems we have an audience…” He felt his heart pound in his chest, but deep down, he could feel his confidence flowing back.
He could do this.
“Well, I don’t have flowers, but I do have food…which I’ll give you later, after you say yes to me.” Jaejoong said slowly, and his smile grew wider after everyone in the auditorium laughed. “You will say yes to me, right baby?”
“You’ll have to ask me first.” Yunho said lightly as he leaned back into his seat. His smile grew wider, “We’ll see after that.”
“Aish,” Jaejoong pouted, and all the girls in the auditorium cooed. “You’re so mean to me.” He looked over to where Yoochun and Changmin were standing, “Maybe I should ask Changmin to grad ball instead.”
“No thanks!”
The audience laughed once again, and Jaejoong began to strum his guitar. He grinned at Yunho, feeling at peace as the music began to fill the room. “Well, fine then, I guess I’ll have to settle for Yunho…”
One, two, one, two, three
Oh yeah yeah
Oh yeah yeah yeah
Ooh!
Oh yeah yeah
Oh yeah yeah yeah
Ooh!
Never had much faith in love or miracles
Never wanna put my heart on the line.
But swimming in your world is something spiritual
I'm born again every time you spend the night
Everyone in the audience was laughing, expecting the next lyrics, and Jaejoong looked around the auditorium. “Are there any teachers here?” he laughed, as he continued to strum the guitar.
“So what?” Yoochun shot back, causing even more laughter. “We all know what you’re going to do anyway!”
Jaejoong laughed, and his grin widened. “Well, you’re right. Fuck the rules, we only live once!”
The graduating students all cheered, and Jaejoong eased into the chorus without shame and without reserve. At that moment, he felt untouchable, the freedom of youth and love pushing him to just do whatever he wanted.
Cause your sex takes me to paradise
Yeah your sex takes me to paradise
And it shows, yeah, yeah, yeah
Cause you make feel like, I've been locked out of heaven
For too long, for too long
Yeah you make feel like, I've been locked out of heaven
For too long, for too long
Jaejoong could see Yunho blushing in his seat, and he slowly began to start playing a different song. He grinned widely, “Come on, everyone knows that the best things only start happening after grad ball.”
The students all cheered, and Jaejoong laughed. “Don’t you guys agree?”
Another resounding cheer followed, and Jaejoong laughed. He could see Yunho shaking his head at him, and he spoke. “Fine, didn’t like that song? I’ll go all cheesy for you then.”
Heart beats fast
Colors and promises
How to be brave
How can I love when I'm afraid
To fall
But watching you stand alone
All of my doubt
Suddenly goes away somehow
One step closer
Several girls in the audience screamed loudly, and Jaejoong laughed. He could see and hear Yoochun howling, and even Changmin was smiling in amusement. As he started to play the chorus, several people shouted Yunho’s name loudly.
I have died everyday
waiting for you
Darlin' don't be afraid
I have loved you for a
Thousand years
I'll love you for a
Thousand more
Jaejoong smiled shyly, and he began to slow down his strumming of the guitar, “So?”
“I still think you have to ask me something.” Yunho said from his seat, a bright smile playing his lips.
He took a deep breath then exhaled. Jaejoong met Yunho’s eyes, “Jung Yunho, the not so greatest love of my life, will you forgive me for singing to you in front of everyone and go to grad ball with me?”
Everyone in the auditorium fell silent, and all of the students were on the edge of their seats, waiting for Yunho to respond.
Yunho laughed and smiled.
“Of course.”
All the students cheered loudly, and Jaejoong quickly set down the guitar onto the stage so that he could run over to where Yunho was. He hopped down off the stage and broke into a sprint, meeting Yunho halfway so that he could launch himself at him. Yunho caught him easily, and Jaejoong wrapped his limbs around the other student tightly, burying his face into the other teenager’s neck in embarrassment.
“Oh God, did I just sing about your sex taking me into paradise?” Jaejoong breathed as their batchmates continued to howl and hoot at them. He buried his face into Yunho’s neck, hoping he could find refuge and sanctuary in the other student’s arms.
Yunho laughed and squeezed him tightly, “At least everyone knows about my sexual prowess now.”
“I don’t want them to know about your sexual prowess.”
“You should’ve picked a different song then.” Yunho said with a laugh, and Jaejoong pulled away from his neck to pout at him.
They smiled at one another, and it was at that moment that all the students in the auditorium began to chant something new. The voices all formed one loud harmony, and the word they were chanting was completely unmistakable.
Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!
Jaejoong blushed, and Yunho laughed.
“What happened to all your confidence?” he questioned as he set Jaejoong back down onto the ground.
The other student looked down at the ground, his face scarlet. “I think I somehow sweated it all out, or, maybe I lost it on my way here.” He looked up at Yunho, and he smiled nervously. “You do know that public displays of affection are against school rules, right?”
Yunho cupped his cheek, “I know.” He grinned, “I know.”
“School rules are meant to be followed…”
The student council president laughed, and his smile grew wider. “Who cares, we’re graduating anyway.” He replied. A mischievous look crossed his face, “Fuck the rules,” he whispered before he crashed his lips onto Jaejoong’s and kissed him fiercely, causing for Jaejoong’s knees to buckle and for all their schoolmates to laugh, cheer, and shout in support.
It was a moment Jaejoong knew he’d never forget.
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Author’s Note: I know it’s been a long time, but I’m really happy to share this with all of you. ;~; Not many chapters left to go for this story, the story ends at twenty chapters. I hope I can finish my other update for this month, and a beloved happy birthday to Jung Yunho, and happy birthday to my lovely friend sly_heiress as well. ♥
Beta: ms_poka
Rating: PG13
Genre: Romance, Humor
Summary: Jung Yunho was supposed to be the mysterious, indifferent, student council president. While he’d never stolen any minute of Kim Jaejoong’s attention before, he certainly was now.
“Oh God, this is so boring.”
Yoochun rolled his eyes at Jaejoong, who was sitting down on the seat beside his. He scrolled through Facebook on his phone, “I don’t think you’re supposed to be sitting here. Last I checked, your last name wasn’t Park.”
“What? Of course it is,” Jaejoong replied as he snatched Yoochun’s phone out of his hands. “I can’t believe you’ve forgotten that we’re married Yoochun, I’m as much a Park now as you are -“
“What about Yunho?”
“He’s my mistress,” Jaejoong answered as he looked through Yoochun’s Facebook albums. “You can’t satisfy me sexually, and you’re a boring loser, so I turn to him for comfort and entertainment.”
“I see…”
Jaejoong nodded before he raised his head and looked at Yoochun. “By the way, I need to talk to you about something -“
“Our divorce?”
“You wish,” Jaejoong shot back. “I’m not divorcing you until I’ve stolen enough money so that Yunho and I can sail around the world in peace.” He handed Yoochun’s phone back to him, “Anyway, I need to figure out how I’m asking Yunho out.”
“…does Yunho, let’s go out not work anymore?” Yoochun said with a laugh, ignoring the displeased expression on his face. “Is there a new kind of hipster way of asking people out on dates -“
“No, I meant I’m asking him out for graduation ball.” Jaejoong grumbled after he’d kicked Yoochun’s shin. “Seeing as he asked me out for prom, I figure it’s only appropriate that I ask him -“
“Oh, that kind of asking,” Yoochun said as he stretched his legs out. He glanced at Jaejoong and leaned back further into his seat. “You haven’t gotten anything planned out yet? Grad ball is in a couple of days…actually, I was thinking that Yunho would probably have to ask you again -“
Jaejoong huffed and kicked the seat of the person in front of him in frustration. “I’ve tried asking him several times already, but I’ve failed each time.”
Yoochun laughed, “Why am I not surprised?”
“Ha, very funny.” Jaejoong grumbled as he narrowed his eyes at Yoochun, “For your information, I’m a very good planner -“
“Yeah, I know. I still remember the day you threw a surprise birthday party for me when it was actually Yoori’s birthday -“
“Oh shut up.”
“I’m just being honest, and you know I mean well,” Yoochun said as he patted Jaejoong’s shoulder affectionately. “You’re more of the spontaneous kind of person, so…”
Jaejoong buried his face into Yoochun’s shoulder and continued to speak even though his words were muffled, “I want to be more organized. I need to impress Yunho and everyone in school. I need your help, help me Yoochun, please -“
“Why should I help you ask your mistress out to grad ball?” Yoochun questioned.
“Because I know you like my mistress,” Jaejoong mumbled helplessly. “Deep down, you’ll also do it because you love me. Even though our marriage has fallen apart, we still have -“
“Oh God, stop, just stop talking like that. We sound like we were vomited out from an afternoon soap opera.”
Jaejoong laughed and rested his chin on Yoochun’s shoulder. “But really, do you have any ideas for me?”
“You should paint the words out on your body in chocolate, then if he wants to go with you, he should lick it off -“
Jaejoong backed away and scowled in disgust. He swatted his best friend’s chest and shook his head. “That is fucking gross Yoochun, did you really just say that out loud -“
“Oh please, don’t act like you and Yunho haven’t done some weird shit in bed. Don’t think I didn’t see that skirt underneath your bed last time, and seeing as it looked more like a rag than a skirt at that point, I’d say that -“
Jaejoong blushed furiously, and he could feel himself heat up in embarrassment. He looked around, and while the people in front and behind him and Yoochun were caught up in their own conversations, the person to his right wasn’t meeting his gaze.
She was a shy girl - Park Jiyoon, and Jaejoong remembered her as one of his classmate back in first year. He continued to stare at her, and when her eyes met his and then quickly darted away, Jaejoong knew that she’d heard everything.
“Uhm, Yoochun’s lying -“
Yoochun stopped leaning on his seat and inched forward so that he could get a better look at the girl. “No, I’m not. I know what I saw, and I’m pretty sure there are hand cuffs in Jaejoong’s room too -“
Jiyoon’s blush only got worse, and his embarrassment level increased tenfold. Unable to deal with everything he was feeling, he flailed and slapped Yoochun’s face in an attempt to get him to shut up, but the skin on skin contact ended up resounding loudly in the auditorium. The graduation practice halted at that instant and Jaejoong froze.
The principal stopped reading out the list of candidates for graduation, and her eyes narrowed instantly once she saw him in the audience. She gripped her mike furiously and pointed.
“Kim Jaejoong, what are you doing there? Go back to your seat!”
Jaejoong bowed his head and stood up shamefully. As he walked back to his seat, he lifted his eyes momentarily and caught sight of Yunho looking at him in amusement. Jaejoong scowled at his boyfriend, and Yunho’s smile only grew wider, infuriating him terribly.
“Hurry up Mr. Kim! We don’t have all day!”
The teenager rolled his eyes, and he quickly walked back to his row. He made sure not to stumble over his batchmates’ legs, and returned to his seat, taking his place amongst the five other Kims in the graduating batch.
Happy that Jaejoong was back where he belonged, the principal resumed reading her list and practice resumed. Jaejoong huffed, and he looked at his neighbors, both of them shy types that he’d hardly hear speak in all four years of school. He’d tried talking to both of them an hour earlier, right before he’d darted to Yoochun for company, but neither of them had said much in response.
He felt awkward and out of place between the two of them, and so Jaejoong slunk into his seat, praying that his seat would swallow him up whole and save him from another boring day of graduation practice.
o-o-o
Jaejoong rang the doorbell, and he fidgeted anxiously as he waited for the person he was visiting to come out. It’d been hard for him to find Changmin’s house, having gotten lost three times in the process of finding it. He waited impatiently, and just as he was about to ring the doorbell again, Changmin stepped out.
“Hi Changmin -“
Changmin glowered and began to make his way to the front gate. He crossed his arms and looked at Jaejoong suspiciously. “What do you want?”
“Your undying love and affection,” Jaejoong replied as he held up a box that contained freshly baked brownies. “I also need your help with -“
“Yunho.” Changmin said plainly as he pushed his gate open and came out so that he could talk to Jaejoong properly. He reached forward and took the box from Jaejoong’s hands. “What’s been taking you so long anyway? He’s been considering asking you out this past week -“
“I’ve been trying okay.” Jaejoong muttered as he ran a hand through his hair. “It’s just that…”
Changmin opened the box of brownies, “Yeah, I had a feeling that the reason for the delay was because you were failing at trying to ask him out.” He shut the box and ignored Jaejoong’s glare. “Anyway, what do you want from me exactly?”
“…uhm.”
The younger man shot him a look. “You do know what you’re doing…right?”
“…not quite?” Jaejoong mumbled. He laughed nervously, and Changmin’s displeased expression didn’t change. “Well, since you’re such a genius, I figured that you’d be able to help me out -“
“Flattery will get you nowhere.”
Jaejoong pouted. “Come on, I’m sure you have a few romantic ideas in mind, or hey, at least tell me something that Yunho would like since it’s pretty obvious that I can exactly go ahead and ask him directly -“
“I don’t do mushy love stuff -“
“Changmin, don’t be like this! Don’t you want your best friend to be happy? You have to help me -“
“Yunho’s been thinking of asking you to grad ball. He plans on asking you tomorrow, after school. I don’t think he has anything prepared as of now, but he’s coming over to my house today to talk to me about it.”
Jaejoong blinked.
“I thought you don’t do mushy love stuff…?”
“You’re not my best friend,” Changmin said bluntly as he opened the box to look at the brownies. He shut the box once more, “I can tolerate Yunho’s mushy love stuff, but I refuse to tolerate yours.”
Jaejoong reached forward to grab the box of brownies back, but Changmin took a step back and promptly slipped behind his gate before he locked it.
“You can’t take back gifts.” Changmin shot back, “Besides, I already helped you out, didn’t I? You know that Yunho plans on asking you out, so you just have to beat him to the punch and ask him out first. Now please leave before Yunho comes over so that you won’t be forced to make some half-assed unbelievable excuse as to why you’re here.”
“You -“
Changmin took his phone out of his pocket and glanced at its screen. “Yunho’s coming.”
“Shit.” Jaejoong glanced down the street then turned his eyes back to Changmin. “If I need you to help me with something, you better help me when I ask, alright?”
“Yeah, whatever -“
Jaejoong smiled happily and clambered over the fence to squeeze Changmin’s cheek. The younger man yelped, but before he could try to hit Jaejoong, the older teenager had already broken out into a sprint and had successfully eluded him.
o-o-o
“Shit,” Jaejoong whispered as Yunho began to attack his neck, his mouth sucking and biting at the flesh that snuck out from the confines of his polo. He ran his hands through Yunho’s hair and tried to hold back the moan that threatened to escape his lips, well aware that most of his family members were at home.
As he heard someone’s footsteps walk past his door, Jaejoong almost wished that he hadn’t climbed onto Yunho’s lap and had asked his boyfriend for a quick make out session. The risk of being caught by his family members was an embarrassment he did not want happening, but as one of Yunho’s hands grasped at his clothed erection, Jaejoong decided that he didn’t quite care anymore.
Jung Yunho was his perfect, amazing, sexy boyfriend, and he was going to enjoy that fact despite whatever consequences.
Jaejoong bucked his hips upward, the fabric of his jeans causing an annoying friction that had him wanting for more. Jaejoong whined as Yunho kissed his jaw, and he tried to push the taller teenager off him so that he could take off his pants and move things along into something more heated and satisfying.
“Your parents are home -“
“I’ll be quiet -“
“Yeah right.” Yunho whispered before he placed his lips over Jaejoong’s and kissed him quiet. He broke away from Jaejoong and chuckled, “You’re never quiet -“
“Shut up,” Jaejoong grumbled, immediately silencing Yunho with a harsh kiss.
Their lips slotted perfectly together, months of practice having made them perfectly well aware of each other’s bodies. Gone were the days of tentative kisses and shyness, both of them were much too driven by lust and by one another to go back to what they’d both been like in the past.
Jaejoong opened his mouth a little wider, eager for Yunho to deepen the kiss further. Yunho squeezed his hips, and Jaejoong moaned into his boyfriend’s mouth, his hips bucking upward once more. He could feel Yunho’s erection through his pants, and Jaejoong continued to buck his hips upward, desperate to feel more of the hardness against him.
Yunho had already taken his shirt off the first few minutes after he’d stepped into the room, but Jaejoong was still fully clothed. Yunho tugged at the buttons of Jaejoong’s polo, determined to get the shirt off, and Jaejoong laughed breathily as three of his buttons popped off due to his boyfriend’s impatience.
“A little more grace next time would be appreciated,” Jaejoong whispered as he kissed Yunho’s lips. “I don’t like having to sew those back on.”
“Sorry,” Yunho mumbled as he began to leave kisses across Jaejoong’s chest. “I just get a little impatient.”
Jaejoong laughed once more then wriggled out of Yunho’s grasp so that he could pin his boyfriend against his bed. His grinned widened, and he pushed back Yunho’s hair off his forehead before he leaned down to crash their lips back together. His hips still grinding against Yunho’s torturously, Jaejoong kissed Yunho hungrily, his tongue raking over every single inch of the other’s mouth.
But just as Jaejoong was about to suggest a quick hand job, there was a knock at the door, and Yunho’s phone began to ring loudly, an electronic dance song joining in with the staccato of the knocking of the door and creating a harmony that quickly ruined their moment.
Jaejoong broke away from Yunho and whined before he buried his face into Yunho’s chest. “Shit.”
Yunho laughed softly and rubbed Jaejoong’s naked back comfortingly, although he was equally as hard and deprived as Jaejoong was at that moment.
“Maybe if we ignore them, they’ll go away.” Jaejoong muttered as he tried to inch closer to Yunho, desperate to find shelter within Yunho’s embrace. He shut his eyes and relished the feeling of Yunho’s skin against his. “Think happy thoughts.”
After a couple of more seconds, the knocks on the door refused to end, and Yunho’s phone refused to stop ringing, and so Jaejoong was forced to accept defeat. He rolled off Yunho, grabbed a shirt that was lying on the floor and put it on before he made his way over to the door to see who was there.
He glanced back, and Yunho was already happily underneath his bed sheets in order to cover his nakedness. Yunho grinned at him cutely, and Jaejoong shook his head before he turned around to open the door.
The moment he saw Yoori, Jaejoong’s lips twisted into a frown.
“What is it?”
Yoori grinned knowingly and rested her palm against the door frame. She raked her eyes over her brother’s frame and pressed her index finger against the hickey that was blossoming on his neck.
Jaejoong swatted her hand away, a blush creeping across his cheeks. He adjusted the neckline of his shirt then shot her an impatient look. “What do you want? You’re bothering us.”
“You have to keep your door open.” Yoori commented as she pressed on the hickey once more, which resulted in another swat to her arm. She laughed and squeezed Jaejoong’s cheek, “Don’t get pregnant.”
“Aish, stop it.”
Yoori laughed then patted Jaejoong’s shoulder. “But really, keep it open. Every time you keep it closed, you make mom freak out about whether or not she should be going upstairs and forcing you into a chastity belt.”
Jaejoong rolled his eyes, “Duly noted.”
“Good.” Yoori said with a bright smile before she turned away to head back into her room. Jaejoong scowled at her back then headed back into his room, making sure to push the door back a little so that less of his room would be seen from the hallway. He looked at Yunho, who was still tucked into his sheets, and sighed.
“I have to go home.”
Jaejoong sighed once more, “I figured.” He pouted and crossed his arms, “I guess I’ll see you at school tomorrow.”
Yunho laughed and pushed Jaejoong’s sheets off his body. He picked up shirt off the floor and put it on as he walked over to his petulant boyfriend. Jaejoong watched as Yunho stopped in front of him and refused to take his pout off his face.
“Baby -“
“Don’t ask me out to grad ball. I’m asking you.”
The student council blinked in confusion as he tried to understand what Jaejoong was talking about, the topic having come completely out of the blue. Before he could say anything in reply, Jaejoong took advantage of his silence and continued to speak.
“I’m not as good of a planner as you are, so I figure you should know now, instead of some other time. I’m asking you out to grad ball -“
“Wait, so are you asking me out now -“
“No!” Jaejoong shouted in outrage. “Of course not! I’m not asking you now, not when I’m still kind of horny and very dissatisfied, and not after you and I have just experienced one of the worst make out sessions ever!”
“Oh, well okay -“
“So you just better shut up and wait for me to ask you, because I promise to make it special, and it’ll be so awesome that everyone will be talking about it for days. It was supposed to be a surprise, but Changmin told me that you planned on asking me out this week, so I figured I should tell you now, since knowing you, you’re the kind of guy that plans ahead and -“
“…I never planned on asking you. I’ve been waiting for you to ask me.”
Jaejoong stared at Yunho, his mouth open and his facial expression mimicking that of a fish as he gaped at his boyfriend in shock.
“Changmin told me that you were going to ask me.”
It took a few more seconds for Jaejoong to process everything, but once everything slotted into place, his feelings exploded and nothing could match the anger that he was feeling for a particular student council vice president at that exact moment.
“That fucker! I’m going to kill him!”
o-o-o
“Why are you here again?” Yoori asked as she walked into her room with a mug of warm coffee in her hands. She sat down beside Jaejoong on her bed and glanced at her younger brother, who was comfortably curled in bed sheets and was watching a drama on her television.
Jaejoong huffed and glanced at her. “I’m here because I need to figure out how to ask Yunho to grad ball.”
“Ah, I see.” Yoori commented as she settled herself on her bed and leaned her back against the wall. She took a sip of her coffee then glanced at Jaejoong, “So, do you have any ideas?”
“Not really.” Jaejoong said dejectedly as he watched the characters on the television bicker over something. “I was hoping you’d give me a romantic idea.”
“I’m not much of a romantic.”
Jaejoong groaned then buried his face into his sister’s pillow. “What do I do? Oh God, I’m failing Yunho as a boyfriend here -“
“Shut up, I’m trying to think.”
“I hate this so much. I hate being so incompetent. I hate -“
Jaejoong’s sudden silence surprised Yoori, and she glanced at him as she reached over to pick up the remote. “What did you stop?” she asked as she took a sip of her drink, “I rather liked hearing your rant filled with self-pity.”
“I have an idea!”
Before Yoori could say anything, Jaejoong slipped out of the room and slammed the door shut. Yoori shook her head at her brother’s behavior then moved to settle down onto her bed in peace.
Young love - it was both incredibly cute and incredibly annoying at the same time.
o-o-o
Jaejoong seethed in his seat as he watched Changmin practice on stage, his eyes shooting daggers at the young man who was completely unaware of his ire.
A figure plopped into the seat beside him, and Jaejoong turned his head to see Yoochun, who was smiling at him cheekily. The younger man placed his elbow down on the hand rest between them and rested his chin against his palm.
“So?”
“What?” Jaejoong hissed.
“No luck so far?” Yoochun asked. “You only have until tomorrow, and then after that, it’ll be graduation, and then -“
“I know that,” Jaejoong said calmly as he glanced at the stage. He caught sight of Changmin glancing at him on stage and shot the vice president the one finger salute before turning back to look at Yoochun. “I’m asking him tomorrow.”
“Oh really now? How?”
Jaejoong looked at Yunho, who was talking to Changmin on stage, and a smile crossed his lips. “Come over today after school, I’ll tell you all about it.”
o-o-o
Jaejoong fidgeted backstage, his heart pounding wildly in his chest. He hadn’t been confident enough to ask Yunho out to grad ball in front of everyone, so he’d devised to have his plan occur during the ten minute break during graduation practice. He clutched the box of cupcakes in his hand nervously, and Jaejoong was glad he didn’t bother buying flowers because he was pretty sure that if he’d bought some, they’d be crushed at this point.
“Mr. Kim, what are you doing here?”
The student jolted, nearly dropping the box of cupcakes, and he whirled around to see the principal staring at him with a disapproving look on her face.
“Uh…uhm, I’m asking Yunho to grad ball…” Jaejoong said slowly, a blush creeping across his cheeks. He swallowed hard and fidgeted, cursing himself and his bad luck. Out of all people in the world, why was he the only one who ended up getting caught by the school principal?
The elderly woman studied him then spoke “You do know you’re not supposed to be inside the auditorium now, right?”
“…er…”
“I’ll let you slide this one time, for the sake of young love.” The woman said lightly, her expression turning warmer. She smiled, and Jaejoong’s eyes widened. “But if you break something, you will still get punished.” She added, her voice suddenly turning cold.
“I understand.”
“Good, now, I think I hear Yunho and Changmin, so I presume that means you have a job to do.” The principal shot him a small smile, and Jaejoong felt nervous all over again. “Good luck.”
Jaejoong smiled appreciatively at the woman, and he watched as she exited backstage before he took a deep breath to calm himself down. He cringed at the thought of Yunho saying no to him, but quickly pushed that thought away.
There was no way Yunho would say no to him…right?
His stomach was in knots, and Jaejoong felt like throwing up. But before he allowed himself to run out of the auditorium in fear, he turned and walked out onto stage, determined to ask Yunho to grad ball.
o-o-o
“…hi.”
Yunho turned around, and Jaejoong waved at him nervously from where he was on stage. The student council president blinked at him, and Changmin pushed him forward before he promptly exited the auditorium.
Jaejoong held the microphone tightly in his hand, set down the box of cupcakes then grinned at Yunho nervously.
“Sit…?” He picked up a guitar and slung it around his neck, “
“Jaejoong what is -“
Before Yunho could get another word out of his mouth, the auditorium room doors burst open. Jaejoong’s eyes widened in shock, and he watched in horror as their batchmates filed in and sat down in various areas to act as spectators. His eyes found Yoochun’s in the audience, and his best friend shouted.
“I wanted to make sure that both of you two felt the pressure!” Yoochun shouted happily as he stood beside Changmin, who was smirking in amusement. “We need to make sure Yunho doesn’t say no to you!”
“Go Jaejoong!”
Jaejoong blushed, and he bit his lip as he smiled at Yunho. “Well, it seems we have an audience…” He felt his heart pound in his chest, but deep down, he could feel his confidence flowing back.
He could do this.
“Well, I don’t have flowers, but I do have food…which I’ll give you later, after you say yes to me.” Jaejoong said slowly, and his smile grew wider after everyone in the auditorium laughed. “You will say yes to me, right baby?”
“You’ll have to ask me first.” Yunho said lightly as he leaned back into his seat. His smile grew wider, “We’ll see after that.”
“Aish,” Jaejoong pouted, and all the girls in the auditorium cooed. “You’re so mean to me.” He looked over to where Yoochun and Changmin were standing, “Maybe I should ask Changmin to grad ball instead.”
“No thanks!”
The audience laughed once again, and Jaejoong began to strum his guitar. He grinned at Yunho, feeling at peace as the music began to fill the room. “Well, fine then, I guess I’ll have to settle for Yunho…”
One, two, one, two, three
Oh yeah yeah
Oh yeah yeah yeah
Ooh!
Oh yeah yeah
Oh yeah yeah yeah
Ooh!
Never had much faith in love or miracles
Never wanna put my heart on the line.
But swimming in your world is something spiritual
I'm born again every time you spend the night
Everyone in the audience was laughing, expecting the next lyrics, and Jaejoong looked around the auditorium. “Are there any teachers here?” he laughed, as he continued to strum the guitar.
“So what?” Yoochun shot back, causing even more laughter. “We all know what you’re going to do anyway!”
Jaejoong laughed, and his grin widened. “Well, you’re right. Fuck the rules, we only live once!”
The graduating students all cheered, and Jaejoong eased into the chorus without shame and without reserve. At that moment, he felt untouchable, the freedom of youth and love pushing him to just do whatever he wanted.
Cause your sex takes me to paradise
Yeah your sex takes me to paradise
And it shows, yeah, yeah, yeah
Cause you make feel like, I've been locked out of heaven
For too long, for too long
Yeah you make feel like, I've been locked out of heaven
For too long, for too long
Jaejoong could see Yunho blushing in his seat, and he slowly began to start playing a different song. He grinned widely, “Come on, everyone knows that the best things only start happening after grad ball.”
The students all cheered, and Jaejoong laughed. “Don’t you guys agree?”
Another resounding cheer followed, and Jaejoong laughed. He could see Yunho shaking his head at him, and he spoke. “Fine, didn’t like that song? I’ll go all cheesy for you then.”
Heart beats fast
Colors and promises
How to be brave
How can I love when I'm afraid
To fall
But watching you stand alone
All of my doubt
Suddenly goes away somehow
One step closer
Several girls in the audience screamed loudly, and Jaejoong laughed. He could see and hear Yoochun howling, and even Changmin was smiling in amusement. As he started to play the chorus, several people shouted Yunho’s name loudly.
I have died everyday
waiting for you
Darlin' don't be afraid
I have loved you for a
Thousand years
I'll love you for a
Thousand more
Jaejoong smiled shyly, and he began to slow down his strumming of the guitar, “So?”
“I still think you have to ask me something.” Yunho said from his seat, a bright smile playing his lips.
He took a deep breath then exhaled. Jaejoong met Yunho’s eyes, “Jung Yunho, the not so greatest love of my life, will you forgive me for singing to you in front of everyone and go to grad ball with me?”
Everyone in the auditorium fell silent, and all of the students were on the edge of their seats, waiting for Yunho to respond.
Yunho laughed and smiled.
“Of course.”
All the students cheered loudly, and Jaejoong quickly set down the guitar onto the stage so that he could run over to where Yunho was. He hopped down off the stage and broke into a sprint, meeting Yunho halfway so that he could launch himself at him. Yunho caught him easily, and Jaejoong wrapped his limbs around the other student tightly, burying his face into the other teenager’s neck in embarrassment.
“Oh God, did I just sing about your sex taking me into paradise?” Jaejoong breathed as their batchmates continued to howl and hoot at them. He buried his face into Yunho’s neck, hoping he could find refuge and sanctuary in the other student’s arms.
Yunho laughed and squeezed him tightly, “At least everyone knows about my sexual prowess now.”
“I don’t want them to know about your sexual prowess.”
“You should’ve picked a different song then.” Yunho said with a laugh, and Jaejoong pulled away from his neck to pout at him.
They smiled at one another, and it was at that moment that all the students in the auditorium began to chant something new. The voices all formed one loud harmony, and the word they were chanting was completely unmistakable.
Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!
Jaejoong blushed, and Yunho laughed.
“What happened to all your confidence?” he questioned as he set Jaejoong back down onto the ground.
The other student looked down at the ground, his face scarlet. “I think I somehow sweated it all out, or, maybe I lost it on my way here.” He looked up at Yunho, and he smiled nervously. “You do know that public displays of affection are against school rules, right?”
Yunho cupped his cheek, “I know.” He grinned, “I know.”
“School rules are meant to be followed…”
The student council president laughed, and his smile grew wider. “Who cares, we’re graduating anyway.” He replied. A mischievous look crossed his face, “Fuck the rules,” he whispered before he crashed his lips onto Jaejoong’s and kissed him fiercely, causing for Jaejoong’s knees to buckle and for all their schoolmates to laugh, cheer, and shout in support.
It was a moment Jaejoong knew he’d never forget.
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Author’s Note: I know it’s been a long time, but I’m really happy to share this with all of you. ;~; Not many chapters left to go for this story, the story ends at twenty chapters. I hope I can finish my other update for this month, and a beloved happy birthday to Jung Yunho, and happy birthday to my lovely friend sly_heiress as well. ♥