Catch Me Chapter 3
“Hello, Jaejoong-sshi,”
He wanted to tell her to call him Oppa. Or Darling, for better. “Hello, Amber.”
Junsu looked at him and he silently poked Jaejoong’s back because the man was staring to Yoochun’s sister, made her uncomfortable.
Jaejoong almost screamed when Junsu pinched him, and he came back to earth but then he realized he was on earth already. But why there was angel in front of him? Damn, he wished he didn’t say that. Wait, he was grateful he didn’t say that.
“Hyung? You’re not coming upstairs?” Yoochun’s deep voice succeeded in waking him up.
“No! Yes! I-“ Jaejoong looked away. “I will. In a minute. Your garden is so beautiful.”
Yoochun and Junsu exchanged a look. “Hyung. We’re in the 16th level of the apartment.” Yoochun said instead of saying; there was no freaking garden.
“I’m gonna bring some snack.” Jaejoong said as he walked to the door.
“But my mom is cooking us lunch!” Yoochun said from the stairs.
“Then I’m going to help her.” Jaejoong walked to the kitchen. “Hi, Mrs Park! How can I help you?”
Yoochun gave up on Jaejoong and went upstairs with Junsu.
“Oh, Jaejoong-ah, you’re pretty good at cooking…” Mrs Park said as Jaejoong made a perfect eggroll.
“I enjoy it,” Jaejoong said as he sliced the egg carefully.
“Oh, how I wish Amber could cook like you.”
Jaejoong laughed. “She can’t cook?”
“She never cooks.” Mrs Park was cooking the soup.
“Then she should meet someone who can cook, Aunty.” Jaejoong said. It’s me! It’s me! I can cook!
The meal was ready and Mrs Park called them to gather in the dining room. Yoochun went into Amber’s room to call her, and Jaejoong caught a glimpse of her laying on her bed with blue sheet. Quickly diverted his eyes when she went out from her room.
“Delicious!” Amber said as she tasted the beef.
“Jaejoong cooked that.” Mrs Park said. “And the eggrolls too.”
Junsu and Yoochun said nothing since they ate Jaejoong’s cooking pretty often.
“It’s very nice,” Amber said after she tried the eggrolls.
Junsu could practically saw hearts came out from Jaejoong’s eyes and the older man’s face was blushing.
“Don’t talk with your mouth full,” Mrs Park said, put more food on Junsu’s plate.
Yoochun laughed at his sister.
“You too, Yoochun.”
The siblings exchanged a mischievous smiled with their full cheeks. Jaejoong’s hands were itching to pinch that chipmunks cheeks. On Amber, of course. Not Yoochun.
“You too, should learn to cook, Amber.” Mrs Park said, slurped the soup elegantly. “Who will marry you if you can’t cook…”
“I volunteer!” Jaejoong said.
Junsu kicked him under the table.
“To wash the dishes!” Jaejoong continued. He looked at Mrs Park so he wouldn’t have to see Amber’s expression.
He was so dead.
“Oh, don’t trouble yourself, Jaejoong-ah.” Mrs Park patted his hand. “You’ve helped me to cook.”
“Yeah. Junsu will do it.” Yoochun nuzzled his boyfriend’s cheek. “Okay, Junsu?”
“Okay!” Junsu hi-fived Yoochun. But then looking warily at Jaejoong who was stealing some glance to Yoochun’s sister.
But lucky for him (and not so lucky for Jaejoong), Amber came back to her room and Jaejoong chatted with Mrs Park. Junsu could only hope his Hyung wouldn’t say or do something stupid again.
“Jaejoong Hyung looks strange today.” Yoochun said as he dried the plate Junsu just rinsed.
“Ah…” Junsu tilted his head. “He’s always strange anyway.”
*
Changmin laughed as he read the text from Junsu.
“What?” Kyuhyun asked.
Changmin reached for his game controller. “He said I’m lucky I didn’t go to Yoochun Hyung’s house. Jae Hyung is embarrassing himself.”
Kyuhyun laughed. “What happened?”
“He’s always been strange anyway.”
Kyuhyun chuckled. “By the way, there’s this girl I want to introduce to you.”
Changmin gulped his beer.
Kyuhyun looked at him and paused the game.
It had been three months since he broke up with Yunho.
Three months in empty bed. Three months for eavesdropping Junsu, Jaejoong, and Yoochun’s conversation, if they were talking about Yunho. Three months of secretly waiting for any call, any messages. Three months of stalking Yunho in his social media. Three months of watching Yunho’s dancing video when no one noticed.
Three months he had been hoping for something. Something he didn’t know.
Changmin said nothing, so Kyuhyun took his phone and showed him a photo of a girl, Kyuhyun girlfriend’s bestfriend.
“Isn’t she pretty?”
Changmin couldn’t say anything, so he just nodded.
“What do you think?”
“I’m having a great time being single.” Changmin said, drank his beer again.
Kyuhyun just looked at him while Changmin paid no attention. “… very well. Okay, then.”
Changmin kinda regretted that he refused Kyuhyun’s offer to spend the night together, watching dvds and drinking wine. Because it felt so lonely at night and
“Changminnie, have you eat something? Do you want me to order pizza or chicken?”
“Min, you look tired. What happened today?”
“Come here, Min-ah, let me dry your hair.”
“Min, are you sleeping yet? Can I turn off the lamp now?”
“Goodnight, Changmin. I love you.”
And Yunho would stay overnight with him when he still had tasks to be finished. Quietly massaged Changmin’s feet and damn, Yunho was so good at massaging. And even when the man was tired, he’d sleep on the sofa, facing him who was struggling with his laptop. Sometimes, Changmin felt content seeing Yunho’s angelic sleeping face and forgot to wake him up and ended up sleeping in that spot.
But then he’d wake up warm and comfortable in his bed, his body covered with the fluffy blanket and Yunho would leave a note stuck to the alarm clock. His messy writing made Changmin smiled.
rise & shine minnie~~♥ breakfast is on the table, don’t forget to eat X9
c u at lunch ^^v
Changmin didn’t know how long he had been frozen in his spot. And he slowly unlacing his shoes, didn’t bother to arrange it and leave them just like that, felt a bit reluctant to enter his own apartment.
Because no matter where he looked, the memories he made with Yunho was everywhere.
*
“Who’s that?” Jaejoong asked to Junsu who was resting in the dance practice room.
“Kai.” Junsu answered. “That kid from student exchange.”
“He exchange with Yunho, you mean?” Jaejoong asked again.
Junsu nodded. “I believe so.”
That made Changmin turned his head to see the kid. He was surely younger than them. Quite flexible seeing how he could stretch well.
“He’s good?” Jaejoong asked.
“I’ve seen him ballet.” Junsu lifted his shoulder. “He’s good.”
“Why he doesn’t look like American?” Jaejoong asked curiously.
“He’s Korean and went to study in America. His academy send him here because they think it’d be easier for him who’s actually Korean to go back to his country. He know basic Korean language and the culture too…” Yoochun said, brought water for Junsu.
“How do you know?” Jaejoong took the water bottle before Junsu drank it.
“My sister is in the same class with him.” Yoochun said, snatched the bottle and gave it to his lover again.
Jaejoong snorted and Yoochun looked at him suspiciously. “There’s something in my nose.”
*
It was Yoochun’s and Junsu’s anniversary and Changmin did anything to cover his jealousy to the couple. He knew the date by heart and Jaejoong asked if he wanted to buy a gift for them.
“If they had a kid he’d enter elementary school this year.” Jaejoong said, looking though couple clothes.
Changmin hummed. “It’s a very long time indeed.”
“This is boring. Should we buy them condom instead?” Jaejoong sighed. “Or we shouldn’t. Don’t we want them to have a little baby- shit Min! It’s her! It’s her!”
“Eh? Who?” Changmin looked around confusedly.
Oh.
There was only one person could make Jaejoong like this.
“Is she with a guy? Is that her boyfriend?” Jaejoong narrowed his eyes. “Why are they looked happy together? Ah! Are they holding hands?”
Changmin didn’t see them holding hands but he could see Amber slapped the boy’s arm playfully and they were laughing happily. Well, maybe it was his boyfriend, but Changmin didn’t really care. Jaejoong, in the other hand, was more than care and kind of following them around and Changmin finally bought the gift himself.
Two tumblers with a picture of Mickey Mouse playing soccer. He thought he was a genius.
Jaejoong was still nowhere in sight so Changmin was wandering from shop to shop and remembered Minho’s offer to join the soccer practice twice a week. And well, Junsu was the captain anyway, and he thought it was better busying himself out there than moping around helplessly in the apartment alone.
So he decided to buy new sport shoes, since the old one was… did he ever have one? Or he usually wore Yunho’s running shoes?
Changmin shook his head to clear his mind from the his ex lover and started searching. It’s bloody expensive, Changmin thought. He had been wondering around for a while and hadn’t found the right shoes.
“Can I help you?”
There was this man and he was taller than him and handsome and Changmin’s eyes automatically read the nametag: Julien. “I’m looking for a pair of shoes.”
He smiled.
Changmin smiled back. But then quickly turned his gaze back to the wall of shoes, felt somehow embarrassed. And when Julien helped him to untie his chosen shoes, they face were a bit too close and Changmin could see the man blushing.
*
They went to Japan for their third anniversary in spring.
Because Yunho wanted to see the cherry blossom.
Changmin thought it was cheesy but he rarely saw the usually composed older man overexcited and he couldn’t say no. And Changmin didn’t regret the trip. The three blossomed beautifully and the fallen pink petals matched well with the color of Yunho’s apple cheeks.
“You like it?” Changmin asked unnecessarily as the enjoyed lunch under a big tree.
“I love it!” Yunho couldn’t hide his wide smile. “Isn’t it very beautiful, Min-ah?”
Changmin just looked at the older man. His glowing eyes and sunshine smile, what could be more beautiful than that? “It is.”
Yunho caught him staring.
“You should stop grinning like that. You’re scaring the children.” Changmin said, acted if he wasn’t staring and he drank his green tea.
“I’m so happy!” Yunho squeezed Changmin’s hands. “And you’re here. I couldn’t be happier.”
Changmin snorted and took a leaf from Yunho’s hair. His heart pounded hard when Yunho looking at him like that.
“Are you happy, Min-ah?”
“Of course.” Changmin leaned on the older man’s shoulder. “You’re here, right?”
He caught a glimpse of Yunho’s smile before they kissed.
Yunho’s hair was wet with sweat and his face flushed red, he just finished a practice with his new friends in the latest photo he sent to Junsu. Changmin saw it when he was browsing through the photo gallery in Junsu’s phone. Yunho sent photos to Junsu from time to time.
Changmin didn’t wonder why Yunho didn’t sent photos to him. But still, he felt a pinch in his heart knowing how they became so far and distant.
Yunho’s handsome smile mesmerized him.
He looked happy.
Are you happy now? Even without me?
“This is so cute!”
“Thank you, Min-ah.”
“You’re welcome,” Changmin smiled and Junsu patted his shoulder.
“I didn’t expect Jaejoong Hyung would give a normal gift…” Yoochun said as he looked at the couple tumbler.
“Well, he’s actually busy stalking Amber,” Changmin whispered to Junsu.
Junsu gasped. “You met her?”
Changmin nodded. “With a guy. So Jae Hyung was kinda obsessed with her. Hyung, I really don’t expect him to still have the same feeling towards her.”
Junsu sighed. “Yeah, me too. I mean, how long has it been?”
“Who are you talking about?” Yoochun asked.
“Nothing!” Junsu quickly shook his head.
They were in a food mart close to Junsu’s home and Jaejoong was looking for pat bing soo stall while they were waiting in their table. Yoochun bought seafood fritters and Junsu ate the prawn, fed his boyfriend one.
Changmin felt lonely and he was going to search for Jaejoong, but the man came not long after with three bowls of pat bing soo.
“There are four of us.” Changmin said as he distributed the bowls.
“The lovebirds will eat in the same bowl anyway.” Jaejoong said, sat next to Changmin.
Two single men were facing the couple. Changmin and Jaejoong exchanged a look. And they both could read each other’s mind; it was sucks being single.
*
“I’m so done.” Jaejoong pouted as he put his bag on the table and sat next to Changmin.
“Why so?” Changmin was practicing his guitar skill, waiting for Jonghyun to come and taught him more.
“So you know I have the same carving class with her, right?”
Changmin hummed and wrote some notes on the paper. So he’s talking about Amber again, then, huh.
“I don’t think she notices me being in the same class with her and just now, she asked whether I could lend her my pen.” Jaejoong was leaning on the table lazily. “So I gave her my lovely Hello Kitty pen and-“ he groaned loudly and Changmin finally looked at the man beside him. “Why did I give her that pen?!”
“Why did you give her that pen?” Changmin repeated, totally didn’t understand the cause of Jaejoong’s despair.
“She said nothing but her face was… disgusted and was like, why is this man have Hello Kitty pen?” Jaejoong said sarcastically.
“But it’s just a pen, Hyung.” Changmin shrugged. “It could belong to your sister, right.”
“I happen to looking at my Hello Kitty mirror when she approached me too.”
“Oh.” Changmin couldn’t say anything else. “Umm, Hyung… does it mean that… you still like her?”
“Changmin Hyung! Sorry I’m late. Mr Song’s lecture was unstoppable.” Jonghyun came into the class.
“It’s okay,”
Jonghyun gave a bow to Jaejoong and sat in front of Changmin, looked at the notes Changmn wrote. “So, doing good, Hyung?”
Jaejoong stood up. “I’m leaving then, Min.” he took his bag. “Talk to you later.”
“Okay. See you, Hyung.”
Jaejoong left the class and was going to his apartment when he saw someone familiar in the studio.
It was Yunho!
Jaejoong quickly went to the door and opened it. Yunho was sitting, talking with Heechul and looked up when Jaejoong appeared in the room. “Yunho!” he couldn’t hold his scream. “You bastard why don’t you tell me you’re coming back home, huh?!”
Yunho just smiled, couldn’t say a word when Jaejoong attacked him with a tight hug.
“Omo, omo, I can feel your muscles, Yunnie!” Jaejoong groped Yunho’s arm and chest.
“Yah! Stop it, Jae!” Yunho chuckled and slapped Jaejoong playfully.
“I can’t believe you didn’t tell me-“ Jaejoong’s eyes caught something. A pair of crutches placed next to the dancer. “Wait.” He then looked down. From the ankle up to his shin, Yunho’s right foot was bandaged. “Yunho. What happened?”
He wanted to tell her to call him Oppa. Or Darling, for better. “Hello, Amber.”
Junsu looked at him and he silently poked Jaejoong’s back because the man was staring to Yoochun’s sister, made her uncomfortable.
Jaejoong almost screamed when Junsu pinched him, and he came back to earth but then he realized he was on earth already. But why there was angel in front of him? Damn, he wished he didn’t say that. Wait, he was grateful he didn’t say that.
“Hyung? You’re not coming upstairs?” Yoochun’s deep voice succeeded in waking him up.
“No! Yes! I-“ Jaejoong looked away. “I will. In a minute. Your garden is so beautiful.”
Yoochun and Junsu exchanged a look. “Hyung. We’re in the 16th level of the apartment.” Yoochun said instead of saying; there was no freaking garden.
“I’m gonna bring some snack.” Jaejoong said as he walked to the door.
“But my mom is cooking us lunch!” Yoochun said from the stairs.
“Then I’m going to help her.” Jaejoong walked to the kitchen. “Hi, Mrs Park! How can I help you?”
Yoochun gave up on Jaejoong and went upstairs with Junsu.
“Oh, Jaejoong-ah, you’re pretty good at cooking…” Mrs Park said as Jaejoong made a perfect eggroll.
“I enjoy it,” Jaejoong said as he sliced the egg carefully.
“Oh, how I wish Amber could cook like you.”
Jaejoong laughed. “She can’t cook?”
“She never cooks.” Mrs Park was cooking the soup.
“Then she should meet someone who can cook, Aunty.” Jaejoong said. It’s me! It’s me! I can cook!
The meal was ready and Mrs Park called them to gather in the dining room. Yoochun went into Amber’s room to call her, and Jaejoong caught a glimpse of her laying on her bed with blue sheet. Quickly diverted his eyes when she went out from her room.
“Delicious!” Amber said as she tasted the beef.
“Jaejoong cooked that.” Mrs Park said. “And the eggrolls too.”
Junsu and Yoochun said nothing since they ate Jaejoong’s cooking pretty often.
“It’s very nice,” Amber said after she tried the eggrolls.
Junsu could practically saw hearts came out from Jaejoong’s eyes and the older man’s face was blushing.
“Don’t talk with your mouth full,” Mrs Park said, put more food on Junsu’s plate.
Yoochun laughed at his sister.
“You too, Yoochun.”
The siblings exchanged a mischievous smiled with their full cheeks. Jaejoong’s hands were itching to pinch that chipmunks cheeks. On Amber, of course. Not Yoochun.
“You too, should learn to cook, Amber.” Mrs Park said, slurped the soup elegantly. “Who will marry you if you can’t cook…”
“I volunteer!” Jaejoong said.
Junsu kicked him under the table.
“To wash the dishes!” Jaejoong continued. He looked at Mrs Park so he wouldn’t have to see Amber’s expression.
He was so dead.
“Oh, don’t trouble yourself, Jaejoong-ah.” Mrs Park patted his hand. “You’ve helped me to cook.”
“Yeah. Junsu will do it.” Yoochun nuzzled his boyfriend’s cheek. “Okay, Junsu?”
“Okay!” Junsu hi-fived Yoochun. But then looking warily at Jaejoong who was stealing some glance to Yoochun’s sister.
But lucky for him (and not so lucky for Jaejoong), Amber came back to her room and Jaejoong chatted with Mrs Park. Junsu could only hope his Hyung wouldn’t say or do something stupid again.
“Jaejoong Hyung looks strange today.” Yoochun said as he dried the plate Junsu just rinsed.
“Ah…” Junsu tilted his head. “He’s always strange anyway.”
*
Changmin laughed as he read the text from Junsu.
“What?” Kyuhyun asked.
Changmin reached for his game controller. “He said I’m lucky I didn’t go to Yoochun Hyung’s house. Jae Hyung is embarrassing himself.”
Kyuhyun laughed. “What happened?”
“He’s always been strange anyway.”
Kyuhyun chuckled. “By the way, there’s this girl I want to introduce to you.”
Changmin gulped his beer.
Kyuhyun looked at him and paused the game.
It had been three months since he broke up with Yunho.
Three months in empty bed. Three months for eavesdropping Junsu, Jaejoong, and Yoochun’s conversation, if they were talking about Yunho. Three months of secretly waiting for any call, any messages. Three months of stalking Yunho in his social media. Three months of watching Yunho’s dancing video when no one noticed.
Three months he had been hoping for something. Something he didn’t know.
Changmin said nothing, so Kyuhyun took his phone and showed him a photo of a girl, Kyuhyun girlfriend’s bestfriend.
“Isn’t she pretty?”
Changmin couldn’t say anything, so he just nodded.
“What do you think?”
“I’m having a great time being single.” Changmin said, drank his beer again.
Kyuhyun just looked at him while Changmin paid no attention. “… very well. Okay, then.”
Changmin kinda regretted that he refused Kyuhyun’s offer to spend the night together, watching dvds and drinking wine. Because it felt so lonely at night and
“Changminnie, have you eat something? Do you want me to order pizza or chicken?”
“Min, you look tired. What happened today?”
“Come here, Min-ah, let me dry your hair.”
“Min, are you sleeping yet? Can I turn off the lamp now?”
“Goodnight, Changmin. I love you.”
And Yunho would stay overnight with him when he still had tasks to be finished. Quietly massaged Changmin’s feet and damn, Yunho was so good at massaging. And even when the man was tired, he’d sleep on the sofa, facing him who was struggling with his laptop. Sometimes, Changmin felt content seeing Yunho’s angelic sleeping face and forgot to wake him up and ended up sleeping in that spot.
But then he’d wake up warm and comfortable in his bed, his body covered with the fluffy blanket and Yunho would leave a note stuck to the alarm clock. His messy writing made Changmin smiled.
rise & shine minnie~~♥ breakfast is on the table, don’t forget to eat X9
c u at lunch ^^v
Changmin didn’t know how long he had been frozen in his spot. And he slowly unlacing his shoes, didn’t bother to arrange it and leave them just like that, felt a bit reluctant to enter his own apartment.
Because no matter where he looked, the memories he made with Yunho was everywhere.
*
“Who’s that?” Jaejoong asked to Junsu who was resting in the dance practice room.
“Kai.” Junsu answered. “That kid from student exchange.”
“He exchange with Yunho, you mean?” Jaejoong asked again.
Junsu nodded. “I believe so.”
That made Changmin turned his head to see the kid. He was surely younger than them. Quite flexible seeing how he could stretch well.
“He’s good?” Jaejoong asked.
“I’ve seen him ballet.” Junsu lifted his shoulder. “He’s good.”
“Why he doesn’t look like American?” Jaejoong asked curiously.
“He’s Korean and went to study in America. His academy send him here because they think it’d be easier for him who’s actually Korean to go back to his country. He know basic Korean language and the culture too…” Yoochun said, brought water for Junsu.
“How do you know?” Jaejoong took the water bottle before Junsu drank it.
“My sister is in the same class with him.” Yoochun said, snatched the bottle and gave it to his lover again.
Jaejoong snorted and Yoochun looked at him suspiciously. “There’s something in my nose.”
*
It was Yoochun’s and Junsu’s anniversary and Changmin did anything to cover his jealousy to the couple. He knew the date by heart and Jaejoong asked if he wanted to buy a gift for them.
“If they had a kid he’d enter elementary school this year.” Jaejoong said, looking though couple clothes.
Changmin hummed. “It’s a very long time indeed.”
“This is boring. Should we buy them condom instead?” Jaejoong sighed. “Or we shouldn’t. Don’t we want them to have a little baby- shit Min! It’s her! It’s her!”
“Eh? Who?” Changmin looked around confusedly.
Oh.
There was only one person could make Jaejoong like this.
“Is she with a guy? Is that her boyfriend?” Jaejoong narrowed his eyes. “Why are they looked happy together? Ah! Are they holding hands?”
Changmin didn’t see them holding hands but he could see Amber slapped the boy’s arm playfully and they were laughing happily. Well, maybe it was his boyfriend, but Changmin didn’t really care. Jaejoong, in the other hand, was more than care and kind of following them around and Changmin finally bought the gift himself.
Two tumblers with a picture of Mickey Mouse playing soccer. He thought he was a genius.
Jaejoong was still nowhere in sight so Changmin was wandering from shop to shop and remembered Minho’s offer to join the soccer practice twice a week. And well, Junsu was the captain anyway, and he thought it was better busying himself out there than moping around helplessly in the apartment alone.
So he decided to buy new sport shoes, since the old one was… did he ever have one? Or he usually wore Yunho’s running shoes?
Changmin shook his head to clear his mind from the his ex lover and started searching. It’s bloody expensive, Changmin thought. He had been wondering around for a while and hadn’t found the right shoes.
“Can I help you?”
There was this man and he was taller than him and handsome and Changmin’s eyes automatically read the nametag: Julien. “I’m looking for a pair of shoes.”
He smiled.
Changmin smiled back. But then quickly turned his gaze back to the wall of shoes, felt somehow embarrassed. And when Julien helped him to untie his chosen shoes, they face were a bit too close and Changmin could see the man blushing.
*
They went to Japan for their third anniversary in spring.
Because Yunho wanted to see the cherry blossom.
Changmin thought it was cheesy but he rarely saw the usually composed older man overexcited and he couldn’t say no. And Changmin didn’t regret the trip. The three blossomed beautifully and the fallen pink petals matched well with the color of Yunho’s apple cheeks.
“You like it?” Changmin asked unnecessarily as the enjoyed lunch under a big tree.
“I love it!” Yunho couldn’t hide his wide smile. “Isn’t it very beautiful, Min-ah?”
Changmin just looked at the older man. His glowing eyes and sunshine smile, what could be more beautiful than that? “It is.”
Yunho caught him staring.
“You should stop grinning like that. You’re scaring the children.” Changmin said, acted if he wasn’t staring and he drank his green tea.
“I’m so happy!” Yunho squeezed Changmin’s hands. “And you’re here. I couldn’t be happier.”
Changmin snorted and took a leaf from Yunho’s hair. His heart pounded hard when Yunho looking at him like that.
“Are you happy, Min-ah?”
“Of course.” Changmin leaned on the older man’s shoulder. “You’re here, right?”
He caught a glimpse of Yunho’s smile before they kissed.
Yunho’s hair was wet with sweat and his face flushed red, he just finished a practice with his new friends in the latest photo he sent to Junsu. Changmin saw it when he was browsing through the photo gallery in Junsu’s phone. Yunho sent photos to Junsu from time to time.
Changmin didn’t wonder why Yunho didn’t sent photos to him. But still, he felt a pinch in his heart knowing how they became so far and distant.
Yunho’s handsome smile mesmerized him.
He looked happy.
Are you happy now? Even without me?
“This is so cute!”
“Thank you, Min-ah.”
“You’re welcome,” Changmin smiled and Junsu patted his shoulder.
“I didn’t expect Jaejoong Hyung would give a normal gift…” Yoochun said as he looked at the couple tumbler.
“Well, he’s actually busy stalking Amber,” Changmin whispered to Junsu.
Junsu gasped. “You met her?”
Changmin nodded. “With a guy. So Jae Hyung was kinda obsessed with her. Hyung, I really don’t expect him to still have the same feeling towards her.”
Junsu sighed. “Yeah, me too. I mean, how long has it been?”
“Who are you talking about?” Yoochun asked.
“Nothing!” Junsu quickly shook his head.
They were in a food mart close to Junsu’s home and Jaejoong was looking for pat bing soo stall while they were waiting in their table. Yoochun bought seafood fritters and Junsu ate the prawn, fed his boyfriend one.
Changmin felt lonely and he was going to search for Jaejoong, but the man came not long after with three bowls of pat bing soo.
“There are four of us.” Changmin said as he distributed the bowls.
“The lovebirds will eat in the same bowl anyway.” Jaejoong said, sat next to Changmin.
Two single men were facing the couple. Changmin and Jaejoong exchanged a look. And they both could read each other’s mind; it was sucks being single.
*
“I’m so done.” Jaejoong pouted as he put his bag on the table and sat next to Changmin.
“Why so?” Changmin was practicing his guitar skill, waiting for Jonghyun to come and taught him more.
“So you know I have the same carving class with her, right?”
Changmin hummed and wrote some notes on the paper. So he’s talking about Amber again, then, huh.
“I don’t think she notices me being in the same class with her and just now, she asked whether I could lend her my pen.” Jaejoong was leaning on the table lazily. “So I gave her my lovely Hello Kitty pen and-“ he groaned loudly and Changmin finally looked at the man beside him. “Why did I give her that pen?!”
“Why did you give her that pen?” Changmin repeated, totally didn’t understand the cause of Jaejoong’s despair.
“She said nothing but her face was… disgusted and was like, why is this man have Hello Kitty pen?” Jaejoong said sarcastically.
“But it’s just a pen, Hyung.” Changmin shrugged. “It could belong to your sister, right.”
“I happen to looking at my Hello Kitty mirror when she approached me too.”
“Oh.” Changmin couldn’t say anything else. “Umm, Hyung… does it mean that… you still like her?”
“Changmin Hyung! Sorry I’m late. Mr Song’s lecture was unstoppable.” Jonghyun came into the class.
“It’s okay,”
Jonghyun gave a bow to Jaejoong and sat in front of Changmin, looked at the notes Changmn wrote. “So, doing good, Hyung?”
Jaejoong stood up. “I’m leaving then, Min.” he took his bag. “Talk to you later.”
“Okay. See you, Hyung.”
Jaejoong left the class and was going to his apartment when he saw someone familiar in the studio.
It was Yunho!
Jaejoong quickly went to the door and opened it. Yunho was sitting, talking with Heechul and looked up when Jaejoong appeared in the room. “Yunho!” he couldn’t hold his scream. “You bastard why don’t you tell me you’re coming back home, huh?!”
Yunho just smiled, couldn’t say a word when Jaejoong attacked him with a tight hug.
“Omo, omo, I can feel your muscles, Yunnie!” Jaejoong groped Yunho’s arm and chest.
“Yah! Stop it, Jae!” Yunho chuckled and slapped Jaejoong playfully.
“I can’t believe you didn’t tell me-“ Jaejoong’s eyes caught something. A pair of crutches placed next to the dancer. “Wait.” He then looked down. From the ankle up to his shin, Yunho’s right foot was bandaged. “Yunho. What happened?”