Step 5: How to be friend of my friend's friend
He opened the door and saw his hyung playing videogames with Junsu. The air was really cold that morning. It was the only distraction they have left after being grounded for going out the night before. The only one who could take them out was Akita. The manager called at 5 am saying he was gonna pick them up at 5:45.
-Hyung, I'm hungry! Make something for me, please?
-Changmin-ah, I'm about to win...-said the older pressing the buttons so hard his fingers turned red.
-But I'm hungry!!
-Changmin-ah, he's not your mother! Go look for something in the kitchen! - yelled Junsu
-No! I want some eggrolls!! - Changmin felt his voice as a seventeen year old.
-Damn it, Junsu!!! Those were mine!! You bastard!!
-Hyung!!
-Give me two minutes, Changmin!!
-I'm gonna tell Yunho-hyung!!
Jaejoong pressed the pause bottom and stood up.
-Good. Go and call him. Tell him breakfast is ready - said Jaejoong with bitterness in his words.
Changmin smirked.
He opened the first door to his right, where Yunho's bedroom was. When he entered the entire room was blurry. After some minutes, he saw Jaejoong playing cards in the kitchen with Yunho.
-Changmin-ah? Are you ok?
-I have fever, hyung - Changmin felt his thin voice
-Fuck! I told Akita you were feeling bad before the concert...-said Jaejoong standing up from the table. He put one hand on Changmin’s forehead and the other on his to feel the maknae’s temperature
-Jae… - Yunho started.
-Don't Jae me... We played with water!! Remember how cold it was?! Changmin might catch a cold now!!
-Hyung, I want soup…- wailed Changmin
-Go back to your room. I'll bring you some…
-I'm gonna call Akita - Yunho said
Changmin opened the next door to his left. Once again, he was in another place. This time was an old but very stylish Japanese hotel from their Mirotic tour. He was admiring the pictures on the wall when he saw two people on the couch. They were making up.
When he saw them clearly, noticed both Yunho and Jaejoong.
Yunho's hand where massaging Jaejoong's back under his shirt. The other had his arms around Yunho's neck, pulling him closer. The contact of bodies made them moaned in excitement. Yunho's tongue didn't leave Jae's skin moving down his neck. Biting. Kissing.
-Fuck! Not again! Wrong room!! - Changmin thought and went out in silence.
The new room it was well know by Changmin. It was the SM conference room. In the middle of it, Jaejoong was kneeling looking at the floor, sobbing.
-Hyung?!
-Please, Changmin-ah ... you have to stay... please stay... I'm begging you- Words were trapped in Jaejoong's throat - I can't stay, I don't trust myself around him
-Hyung!! We're 5!! If we stick together nothing can...
-No, Chagmin!!. There's not 5 anymore... maybe there never was. I'm just begging you, please stay by his side. I can’t take care of him - Jaejoong was crying. He never liked anyone see his crying face except for Yunho but at that time was extremely necessary. Changmin needed to understand how much Jaejoong trust him- I love him so much. I know you never believe me but I do.
-Hyung... - Changmin felt his own tears falling down his cheeks
-Please stay by his side. I'm begging you....
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The ray of light that came through the window illuminated his face making him woke up at the end. Images swirled in his mind and a drop of cold sweat ran down his temple. Changming was sure he had been crying in his sleep. He vaguely remembered revived his early scenes with TVXQ and suddenly his chest clenched remembering the final scene which led to their separation.
His cell phone rang at that time. He rolled over on his back to find the device on the nightstand. When he finally found it, saw on the screen Yunho's name. He answered immediately.
-Hyung?
-What are you doing? Akita has been calling you for an hour! Why didn’t you answer?
-I slacked off- Changmin complained yawning
-That’s good! Do you want me to bring you breakfast??! - Yunho joked
-Prepared by you, no thanks
-Changmin, you'd better raise your butt out of bed this instant!! Akita is furious and has sent two bodyguards. Tanaka and Mr. Kook are going to get you! You have 10 minutes to be ready!!!
-Now I'm in the shower, hyung! I’m hanging up!
Changmin left the memories swirling in his mind, go away and walked to the bathroom. On the shelf near the door he found a book with prays that a fan gave him in his early years as an idol. He opened the page number 2, and read the words written on a specific pray named “Protect us, Oh Lord”. The handwriting was from the person he had tried to forget desperate as years passed by.
"I don't know if it was this God or any other, but if he was able to fulfill our dreams, ask him to keep us together for many, many, many more years"
Changmin didn't know why exactly they chose this time to get back in touch. Maybe it had to do with their tenth anniversary, maybe it was just a fluke, maybe it was best now that Yunho was single again or because it was his last year before the military service or maybe ... just maybe, his God had decided it had been many years and it was time to see them together again.
Changmin sighed and began to get ready.
***
"So I was talking to Yoochun and he said I should make myself a new one…maybe one that is secret… I went to visit our designer last month…no, the other one…He’s fine… Ok, I’ll tell him… Really?? What songs? … Yes… No I didn’t… I’m a professional, of course… whenever you want, just let me know… Which one do you like the most? … Ohhh…Actually, I recorded that one before our meeting in Busan. I changed the title after that…yes, I’m not kidding… I didn’t dedicate him the song!!... He doesn’t have blue eyes!! … Yes, yes, that guy has but it wasn’t for him either… Those were just lines that fit on the song…no meaning…really!! … Good damn it, Yunho!!... My concert? …Everything went well ... no, nothing new.... Ah, those… What do you mean why? It's part of the concept!! … not they’re only painted .. Always one in the belly ... the fans love to see my belly ... crap Yunho! Yes, even if is this skinny! Most of them have esoteric meanings ... Why don’t you come to my house this weekend and I explain them to you?... Again? ... And when you’re gonna finish that?.. . I know how long it takes to make a record Yunho but you’re their favorite, can you take a break?? ...not even for lunch?... To talk and to see each other is not the same, Yunho... I’m not acting territorial again… no, I don't like to do videoconference... why? …Because sasaengs could be diverting communication? ... I don’t care how you communicate with your ex girlfriend!! ... I'm not in a bad mood...I’m not jealous either!! .... what the hell! ... Is that Chagmin???... No, I'm not changing the topic ... seriously, I thought I heard his voice ... It’s Changmin, isn’t?... Really? … give him the phone ... what do you mean he doesn’t wanna talk to me?? ….. Yah!!! Have you tell him we’re back in contact AND I’M HIS HYUNG!!… He doesn't care??... Yah!!! ... ! I deserve respect ... don't dare to hang up, Yunho! Yunho? ... Yunhoooooo! …. Shit! !"
***
The room was bright. Jaejoong had taken a shower after a long day of work and was sitting in his room, wrapped in a white coat with a glass of wine in one hand and designing some models for his new brand of accessories, Moldir.
Actually, Jaejoong had never thought of Design as a profession. He had always liked to dress fashionably but he never imagined that he could take some time to design his own line of accessories.
When executives from a recognized brand offered him to model their designs, Jaejoong did not hesitate to do it but his great commercial spirit, supported in his desperation to have more income to retire by at the age of forty as promised, took him to take the business himself in a few years. Jaejoong knew that all he needed to make money with his designs was good quality materials, advertising and his face on the covers of major magazines using his product. Taking all that into account, and relying on fashion consultants, he quickly developed his line of purses and bags.
In this regard, Yunho felt great admiration for him. Two weeks ago, the two had gone out to dinner and when Jaejoong told Yunho about his new plans for Moldir, Yunho was so excited as it was his. Yunho had never thought of opening his own business but he considered a necessity given their age and the time they would spend in the military. His present had to be as profitable as possible.
In fact, Yunho and Jaejoong had discussed the topic more than once since they began their career. Jaejoong was one of those people you could trust your problems and Yunho had confided in him how scared he was about their long-term life (worry more than planted by Eunhyuk in all members of SM, who he considered had no special talent like him).
Jaejoong knew that once their fans grew up, they’ll stop to admire them and all their world would end. It had happened with other artists, why not them? Their fans will try to get a real love and will begin to form families, forgetting what they used to do because of their responsibilities. Those fans who had always been by their side, would love them but they will no longer have time to send tweets or support them to win an event. No longer they would take pictures to make them more known.
No longer would they buy their records because of other priorities. Much less, no longer would they make long lines to sold-out concert in 10 minutes. Their love may not decrease, but it will be limited to their small available time. When that happened, Jaejoong feared he would be the loneliest person in the planet.
However, Yunho always tried to encourage him. He always had imaginary plans they could do together. Tourism, conduct programs in Japan or even teach other young idols.
When Jaejoong thought about it he could not help but smile. A life in which he has to sit to greet people and hear stories, develop youth idols with dreams or walk around the world ... that was the life he wanted, quiet at the end of his days. But that life, he wanted it with Yunho by his side.
Christmas was near. Jaejoong had bought a gift for Yunho but was not sure about giving it. Maybe a gift for him would prove too much dependence. Yunho also said he did not have time to buy anything for him.
In fact, they hadn’t talked more than the necessary for text message since a week ago. Yunho was so busy that he wrote only the necessary. If Jaejoong was a stranger he would think that those texts were not any interest thing, but he knew the time it took to Yunho to write a message, so the mere fact that he responded showed how much he loved him.
Just then his phone rang. Jaejoong had finished the glass of wine, so he put it down on the floor and picked up the phone to see that Yunho was calling.
"Yunnie! What a long time!! ... where? in my house ... thought of going to sleep ... do not be ridiculous Yunho, I'm just tired has nothing to do with age ... I'm not offended ... well, maybe a little ... where are you? ... now? Yes, of course ... I’ll wait for you ... mmm .. ok ... I'll wait, bye"
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(If anyone knows how I can post longer chapter in LJ please let me know, thanks)