Trapped: YunJae Bonus Chapter
Title: Trapped
Pairings: Yunho/Jaejoong, implied Yoochun/Junsu
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Romance, Drama, Humor, Smut
Warnings: Language, sexual content
Summary: Jaejoong and Yunho are totally not sleeping together... Are they?
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He would never admit it publicly of course, but on the scale of epic awesome Jaejoong considered himself to be pretty high at that moment. More than pleased he read the postcard Yoochun had send him. Both he and Junsu seemed to have arrived in Singapore safely and were ‘preoccupied with testing their new bed’, as Yoochun had put it so very subtly. When he read the first P.S. ; ‘Junsu is going to apply for the Seoul Music Academy in April’, his grin grew even wider. However, when he reached the second P.S. his smile faltered.
‘P.P.S.: You love Yunho, just admit it! We all know ^_~’
Jaejoong put the post card away, annoyed. Not because Yoochun kept suggesting that he and Yunho were in a relationship, well yeah, that too, but mostly because he could never tell if Yoochun really knew or if he was just teasing. He couldn’t really know though, could he? Jaejoong had certainly been subtle enough and he couldn’t imagine Yunho telling anyone. Jaejoong creased his eyebrows. Maybe he should stop thinking about it so much.
“Excuse me,” a shy voice interrupted Jaejoong’s thoughts and he looked up. At first he didn't recognize her, with her hair tied back and her clothes styled prettily, but then he realized who she was.
“Oh, hey Taeyeon-ssi,” he smiled quickly while silently praying she didn’t know who was responsible for her ex-future-husband running off like that. “I’m so sorry, Yoochun isn’t here right now.”
“Oh that’s ok,” she smiled. When Yoochun wasn’t standing next to her she actually appeared quite charming. It was hard to forget all the stories Yoochun had told him about her though. “I’m not looking for him,” she continued, “actually…”
Changmin chose that very moment to dump his tool kit unceremoniously on top of the front desk. “I’m done with the ladder so what should I…” he trailed off as he saw Taeyeon standing there. “Well hello there~” he smiled as he leaned up against the counter and nodded with a wink.
Jaejoong raised his eyebrow before looking back at Taeyeon. “Ignore him,” he said simply, “who were you looking for?”
“Well,” Taeyeon said, taking two steps away from Changmin to create some distance between them, “I was looking for Yunho, do you know where he is?”
“Yunho?” Changmin asked before Jaejoong could, “why would you want him? Planning to ask him on a date or what?” Jaejoong thought Changmin was only teasing but the bright blush that grew over Taeyeon's cheeks seconds later suggested he might be right.
“I…” she started after an awkward silence, “I know I and Yoochun just broke up but I never really liked him anyway and I really like Yunho so I thought… maybe… he’s not dating anyone is he?”
“Of course he is, he’s dating…”
“Changmin, shut up,” Jaejoong intervened. Their relationship was already difficult enough without the rumors spreading even further. “I’m so sorry Taeyeon-ssi, he is busy right now,” Jaejoong smiled politely, trying to keep his posture. Why was he feeling so annoyed? He was the one who had decided to keep their relationship a secret, and he was also the one who had requested a break. He didn't have any right to go into whiny bitch mode. He looked at Taeyeon, who had started to fumble with her shirt, doubtful.
“Ah ok,” she smiled back sweetly, “I’ll wait.”
“That’s not necessary,” Changmin suddenly interrupted while mischievously eyeing the unaware Jaejoong, “I can go get him if you want.” He looked back at Taeyeon. “But why do you think he has an interest in you?”
Jaejoong had already turned back to his paperwork. He didn’t need to hear this stupid conversation. He had better things to do with his life.
“Oh,” Taeyeon blushed brightly, “well I’m not sure but every time I came here with Yoochun I had the feeling we connected somehow, you know what I mean?”
“Oh yes,” Changmin replied, “I know very well what you mean.”
Changmin shut up. It was becoming really hard for Jaejoong to stay focused Connected? Don’t make me laugh, he’s not connected to anyone but me, just so you know. He didn’t say it out loud of course, he never did. He valued his future career prospects slightly too much to openly admit he was having a relationship with one of his male coworkers. Besides, Taeyeon wasn’t a real threat. Yunho didn’t even like women… did he?
“And whenever I come here I always catch his eyes, you know, like… he’s secretly looking at me,” Taeyeon continued, an excited little sparkle visible in her eyes, “and I just know he’s flirting with me!”
This time Jaejoong did look up, trying his utter best not to glare. Flirting huh…
“He was, now wasn’t he,” Changmin nodded, avoiding Jaejoong’s eyes purposefully. “Now that you mention it, I think I actually saw him looking at you a few times too…”
“Changmin, don’t you have work to do?” Jaejoong asked, no longer able to contain his annoyance.
“He did?” Taeyeon asked, too gleeful to pay attention to Jaejoong. “Really?”
“Yes, I’m pretty sure…”
And he had had enough. Without saying anything, Jaejoong stood up, walked around the desk and grabbed the toolbox.
“Where are you going?” Changmin asked as he and Taeyeon looked over at him, confused.
“This toolbox needed to be taken back to Yunho right? I’ll do it,” Jaejoong said shortly.
“Uhm… that’s ok, I don’t think he needs it right now…”
“Can you maybe ask him to come and meet me,” Taeyeon asked boldly but didn’t look so sure when she saw the look Jaejoong cast her.
“Yes…” Jaejoong said quickly when he caught himself glaring, “yes, of course, just… wait here.” He smiled a wry smile before turning around and making his way downstairs.
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With a frown Yunho stared down at the broken boiler. He had tried everything he could think of to fix it but it seemed hopeless. With a sigh he wiped the rust-smudges of his shoulders and put his shirt back on. The entire thing was going to have to be replaced and Jaejoong was not going to like that for sure.
Yunho was just contemplating how to break this to him when a loud bang on the metal door echoed through the basement. After he made his way to the door and opened it he saw Jaejoong standing there, looking utterly displeased. How the hell does he always find out these things so fast?
“Hey,” Yunho smiled in what he hoped was a convincing way. Once Jaejoong got into one of his icy moods he really was scary even, no matter what Changmin or Yoochun might say, to him. “Is something wrong?”
“I brought you tools,” Jaejoong said coolly as he dropped the box down in front of Yunho. “Are you almost done?”
“Yes almost, but I think the boiler might need to be replaced,” he tried carefully, on his guard as he looked at Jaejoong, all ready for the other to scold him.
“Fine,” Jaejoong said shortly, “you need to come upstairs later. Taeyeon is waiting for you.”
Not the boiler? Yunho thought, confused, as he sincerely wondered why Jaejoong was so pissed off. He hadn’t been angry with him that morning. In his mind he ran past all the things he had done since the last time he saw Jaejoong but he couldn’t think of anything he might have done wrong. “Ok sure,” he decided finally, but for some odd reason that only seemed to trigger Jaejoong more for he was straight out glaring at him now.
“So you’re just going to meet up with her then? With me right next to it? Don’t you think that’s just a tiny bit disrespectful?” Jaejoong suddenly snapped.
Yunho stared back at him, completely at a loss. “Ok, I’m sorry, who are we talking about right now?” he asked, confused.
“I told you I just needed some time to think, that doesn’t allow you to just go around and date some girl, especially not Yoochun’s ex, what the fuck Yunho?” Jaejoong continued, more than a little upset.
“I wasn’t…”
“So she’s making all this ‘he was flirting with me’ up then?”
Instead of feeling guilty or apologetic, Yunho felt hurt. If it hadn’t been bad enough that Jaejoong had explicitly told him he wanted to keep their relationship a secret, pushing him over the limit as he was continuously confronted with other people’s flirting with his boyfriend without him being able to do anything about it, Jaejoong had also requested a break a little over three weeks ago. The reason was that he ‘needed time’. Time to figure out what he really wanted. Time to see if he loved Yunho enough to risk his future for him. Time to torture Yunho as he was agonizingly confronted with Jaejoong every day, longed stronger for him every day, and could do nothing but silently pray that Jaejoong would choose him in the end. He had all just accepted it in silence, however, because he knew Jaejoong needed this and because he loved him enough to grand him that. But now Jaejoong had just assumed, without even asking him first, that he would go off with someone like that so easily? Didn’t he know anything about him at all?
“Fine,” Yunho said shortly, took the toolbox and turned around, making his way back towards the boiler.
“Fine? What do you mean fine?” Jaejoong started angrily, walking after him and making sure to close the door before he threw at fit, “you’re not going to deny it?”
“Why should I? You pretty much decided by yourself, like you usually do,” Yunho snapped as he put the toolbox down and walked around the boiler. He knew it was futile to try and fix it but he needed something to distract himself.
“And what’s that supposed to mean?” Jaejoong asked, hurt, as he walked after him. Yunho kept his attention on the boiler and started to unwind the screws of its side, something that proved difficult as his hands were trembling with held back emotions.
“Forget it,” he said, more to the boiler than to Jaejoong.
For a few seconds it remained silent. Yunho was just starting to wonder if Jaejoong wasn’t going to scold him anymore when he heard footsteps moving away from him. He turned around just in time to see Jaejoong leaving the room, slamming the door shut behind him.
For a moment Yunho stood there contemplating, but then he returned to his work. He knew what Jaejoong’s problem was. At least half of his paycheck went to his family, leaving him with barely enough to afford his own rent. Yunho knew how important this job was to Jaejoong, and he had seen how upset it had made him when he had received an official warning for not having attended to the rat problem sooner. Of course, after Yoochun’s uncle’s clear indication of what he thought about his nephew and men who ran away with other men in general, it was not completely illogical that Jaejoong needed time to think.
But still, he had no reason to act like that. Yunho had done nothing wrong. Annoyed, he screwed the side of the boiler off and looked inside at the complete rusty mess. He’s so unreasonable, he thought furiously as he randomly started to mess around inside the boiler, why can’t he just decide what he wants already? If he wants to be with me he should just say so instead of being a bitch about it, and if he values this job more he should just… just…
Yunho looked up. What if Jaejoong really wanted to break off their relationship? He had been more distant lately, almost as if he was purposefully trying to create a distance between them. What if, in his mind, Jaejoong had already decided.
“Fuck,” Yunho cursed before he dropped his tool and ran towards the door. Even though Jaejoong could be unreasonable at times he could not just let him go like that. He would never forgive himself if he did.
After he had burst out of the door he was surprised to find Jaejoong still standing at the far end of the corridor, his head lowered as if pondering something. When the man heard the door close, he looked up, expression first surprised, then relieved and finally merely glaring.
“What do you wa…”
But Yunho didn’t allow him to continue, grabbing his hand and pulling him back inside the boiler room. He closed the door and pressed him against the wall before he kissed him. He had meant for it to be gentle but the moment his lips touched Jaejoong’s something inside him sprung free. Before he knew it he was kissing him deep to the point where he could barely breathe.
When he finally broke away and looked Jaejoong in the eyes, he could still clearly see the doubt in there. He leaned forward, as if to trying to kiss all those doubts away, but Jaejoong halted him.
“Yunho, wait,” he said, averting his face to prevent Yunho from recapturing his lips. “This is not working…”
It felt like something tried to crush the fluttering little butterflies in his stomach with a hammer, but even though it hurt it also made them flutter stronger, as if encouraging him to try harder. He wouldn’t let go of him like that. Jaejoong was his, and his alone. Maybe he couldn’t explain it, he’d never been as good with words as Jaejoong was, but he could try to show it. One hand he placed on Jaejoong’s hips while his other hand reached for his face. He leaned in, but instead of going for his lips he went for his ear; licking the soft spot behind it carefully, knowing it would set Jaejoong off immediately.
“Yunho, what are you doing? S-stop…” Jaejoong tried, but his actions suggested otherwise. He moved his head to the side as if to give Yunho better access to his neck while his hands clenched at the front of Yunho’s shirt, pulling him just a little closer. “Just wait, I n-need to say this…” he gasped as Yunho bit down on his earlobe gently.
“Later,” Yunho whispered in Jaejoong’s ear. If he really did not care about him anymore, really wanted this to end, then he would have let Jaejoong speak, but not like this.
Shamelessly his hands roamed lower, brushing over Jaejoong’s chest, passing his abdomen, over his hips until he reached the buckle of the other’s belt. Carefully he watched Jaejoong’s closed eyes while his lips ghosted over the other’s face. He unbuckled the belt and let his hand go inside. Carefully he massaged the bulge inside Jaejoong’s boxers and smiled as the other’s lips parted in a silent moan. For a second he wondered if he should first take the edge off things, not wanting Jaejoong to come too soon, but then he decided he could just prevent him from doing so in another way. Without warning pulled Jaejoong’s boxers and pants down at once.
Jaejoong’s eyes flew open in an instant, watching him in shock as Yunho kneeled down in front of him. “Wait, not here,” he tried faintly to push Yunho away, “what if someone sees?”
“No one will,” Yunho said confidently as he admired what was in front of him. Before Jaejoong could complain again he opened his mouth and took all of him, swirling his tongue around Jaejoong’s member without giving him time to adjust to the feeling.
Expertly he licked and sucked, encouraged by Jaejoong’s almost non-stop restrained moaning. It barely took seconds before the taste of pre-cum reached his senses. He pulled away, looking up at Jaejoong while trying to hide his obvious self-fulfillment.
“W-why are you stopping?” Jaejoong asked in a half whisper as Yunho stood back up.
“You said you wanted me to stop,” Yunho teased as he undid the buttons of Jaejoong’s shirt.
“Yes but… not now,” Jaejoong muttered as he thrust his hips forward pointlessly.
“Oh?” Yunho smiled, pulling Jaejoong’s shirt off and dropping it down on the floor next to his already-disposed-of pants. “So you want me to go on?” he trailed his finger over Jaejoong’s member.
That close huh…
“Oh god,” Jaejoong gasped, desperate to be touched again as his hips thrusted into nothing.
Yunho couldn’t help but smirk as he looked down at Jaejoong and heard the desperation in his voice. He knew he had already reached his goal but he decided to push it a little further.
Gently he nudged Jaejoong’s shoulder and turned him around until he was up against the wall, his bare back facing him. Yunho trailed a finger over his spine, in between Jaejoong’s butt cheeks, quickly covering two fingers with spit before he pressed them inside.
“Please hurry up,” Jaejoong breathed as his hands clenched into a ball, up against the wall. While restraining his own eagerness Yunho fisted himself as preparation, taking some of Jaejoong’s by now almost freely flowing pre-cum and spread it over his own member as lube.
“Ready?” he asked, trying to hide his amusement as he placed his cock against Jaejoong’s hole, his other hand now ghosting towards the other’s member.
The moment Jaejoong muttered something affirmative Yunho pressed in, but not before taking Jaejoong’s penis and pressing it down hard to prevent him from being able to come. Jaejoong gasped at what Yunho knew was a near painful sensation of not being able to get to his release.
“Yunho-yah…” Jaejoong whined almost pathetically, unable to do anything since he would fall against the wall if he moved his hands. Yunho paid no attention to it. While he set up a steady pace he focused on pinching down Jaejoong’s orgasm with one hand instead, the other hand tracing over the man’s entire body; abs, nipples, hips eventually returning to the other’s penis.
The wonderful sensation of being inside Jaejoong after such a long time was hard to ignore, but he tried to concentrate on the other’s pleasure instead.
“You like it?” he whispered in Jaejoong’s ear, thrusting in especially deep.
Jaejoong was only able to mumble back something inaudible before he gasped loudly, his walls closing around Yunho’s cock so tight he had to stop moving to prevent himself from coming on the spot.
“Not yet,” he said quickly, pinching down Jaejoong’s impossibly hard member even more. “Not yet…”
“I can’t…” Jaejoong breathed as his arms gave away and he almost fell against the wall before Yunho caught him.
Restraining himself he pulled out, immediately causing a series of half gasped complaints to erupt from the other, and turned Jaejoong around.
“So,” he smiled as he looked down into the very flustered face of his about-to-break-down boyfriend. “Shall I make you come yet?” He loved how he was in control for once, his hand still holding down the shaft of Jaejoong’s member.
Jaejoong had both his hands clinging onto Yunho’s shoulder and was pointlessly thrusting against his arm while exclaiming a series of inaudible pleas.
“Not sure if you deserved…”
Before he could finish his sentence Jaejoong had suddenly pulled him closer and caught his lips, kissing him so full of desperate longing it made Yunho’s insides warm up pleasantly.
“I d-do deserve it,” he whispered in between the many kisses, and then suddenly moaned again as Yunho’s grip on the bottom of his shaft faltered for a few seconds. Quickly Yunho reapplied the pressure, pressing down harshly until he was sure Jaejoong was no longer dangerously close to climaxing before he let go. He smiled a little, kissing him one more time before he suddenly lifted him up against the wall. Jaejoong’s legs immediately settled on his hips as Yunho looked down doubtfully at Jaejoong’s member, hiding in between them. With the way it looked now Jaejoong would probably come the moment he’d trust in, which would end his fun. He was just wondering if he was strong enough to hold Jaejoong up with one arm while he used the other to hold down the other’s orgasm, when Jaejoong did it for him.
“I want to cum at the same time,” he whispered with a downright sinful look on his face, his hand pinching down the bottom of his own shaft. Yunho groaned, leaned in to kiss him, and before Jaejoong had time to comply, thrust deep inside the pretty man once more. He didn’t go for a slow pace this time, but rather fast and deep, no longer able to control his own desire. He kept hitting the sensitive spot inside Jaejoong over and over again until Jaejoong was no more than heavy weight in his arms.
He kept moving, wonderful waves of pleasure rolling over each other faster and faster, indicating he was coming closer, and looked up at Jaejoong.
The man’s beautiful face was now completely struck with pleasure, eyes closed while he bit down on his lips as if to prevent himself from moaning out loud. Yunho leaned in and tried to catch his lips but it proved difficult as Jaejoong’s face was too far away. He tried again and this time Jaejoong opened his eyes, realized what Yunho was trying to do, and released his own member to wrap his arms around Yunho and kiss him back.
The moment Jaejoong was no longer pinching down was pretty much tangible to Yunho. A loud scream was smothered in his mouth as Jaejoong came hard, walls closing around him so tight Yunho’s orgasm got ripped out of him. He gasped at the feel of pleasure waves crashing through his body, vaguely registering Jaejoong digging his nails in his back and biting down on his lip until he could taste blood. With all his might he thrust in once or twice more, before Jaejoong’s weight grew too heavy and Yunho had to let him slide down the wall. His legs gave out underneath him and he fell down next to his lover.
Slowly he realized what they had just done and, a little more than satisfied with himself, smiled at Jaejoong, who was still trying to regain his breath.
Jaejoong looked up and saw him smiling, and an immediate scoff came over his lips before he smacked Yunho’s shoulder. “I was trying to tell you something,” he said, not sounding half as annoyed as before.
“Oh you were?” Yunho smiled innocently before taking Jaejoong’s pants off the floor and giving them back to him.
“Yes, I was, you stupid Yunho,” Jaejoong muttered as he tried to wriggle back into his pants from his sitting position, “and now I’ve got the smell of sex all over me…” The half smile on his face showed he wasn’t really angry though.
Yunho sniffed. “Hm, you have the smell of me on you,” he nodded, “but it’s supposed to be that way.”
Jaejoong looked up, about to go for the skeptical look when Yunho quickly leaped forward and pressed a peck on his lips, causing him to blush instead.
“So, can I call you boyfriend again?”
“Yes,” Jaejoong said as he tried to wriggle away from Yunho’s grip, “and put on some clothes, you’ll make my pants dirty.”
“Can I call you boyfriend in public?”
“No.”
“You sure?”
Jaejoong narrowed his eyes at him, clearly indicating his thoughts on the matter.
“Ok fine,” Yunho sighed before he stood up to get his clothes, “what do you want me to say to Taeyeon then?”
“I don’t care, just get rid of her,” Jaejoong replied as he buttoned his blouse closed and looked up. “What?” he asked as he saw Yunho’s amused look.
“Nothing, it’s just…” Yunho grinned, “never mind.”
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“Whoa? What the fuck have you guys been doing?” Changmin exclaimed, awed, as Yunho and Jaejoong finally reentered the entrance hall. “Did you two have a fight or what? Your hair is a real mess Jaejoong.”
Quickly Jaejoong combed his hands through his hair, faintly trying to straighten it before he flopped down on in? his desk chair.
“Omo, Yunho,” Changmin said in the background, “what happened to your lip? Did Jaejoong do that?”
Yunho nodded and feigned sadness. “He did. He can be very cruel at times.”
Jaejoong cast a glaring look over the counter before returning to his work. He had seen Taeyeon stand up from the spot in the restaurant where she had been sitting and had no need to follow the rest of this conversation. Especially not if Yunho went back into his ‘teasing and hinting on a relationship’ mode again.
“Aaah, stop lying,” Changmin smiled wickedly before scooting closer, “you and Jaejoong got it on big time didn’t you?”
“I can still hear you~” Jaejoong said in a sing-song voice from his spot without looking up.
Yunho nodded seriously. “You have no idea how wild…” but he trailed off as Taeyeon had reached them.
“Hey,” she started, awed, as she looked up at Yunho, unaware of the conversation that had been going on.
He smiled back at her, to Jaejoong’s great annoyance. He had told himself he would just ignore the whole thing but it was hard not to look.
“You wanted to ask me something?” Yunho started politely.
“Yes I…” she began, then went for a more direct approach: “do you maybe want to go on a date with me?”
Changmin, still in between the two but completely ignored, eyed the scene in amusement. Jaejoong was still not so subtly peeking from his seat.
“Sure,” Yunho said, causing both Changmin and Jaejoong to look up at him surprised.
“Really?” Taeyeon said happily.
“Yeah, I don’t see why no…”
“Yah,” Jaejoong interfered, “what are you doing?”
“Who, me?” Yunho asked innocently as Jaejoong made his way around the desk and towards them, “I don’t know,” he looked at Changmin, “what am I doing?”
“You are complying to the request for a date, and possibly more, of this girl,” Changmin said seriously. Taeyeon looked back and forth between all of them, confused.
“Oh yes, it seems like it,” Yunho nodded, “why?” he asked Jaejoong.
“You can’t date her,” Jaejoong said, almost panicking . What the hell did Yunho think he was doing? After they just… Jaejoong had to hold back not to smack him on the spot.
“Why not? It’s not like I’m dating anyone else.”
“You’re dating me, you stupid idiot,” Jaejoong snapped before he had even realized it. Then he looked at the other two, who stared at him with wide eyes.
“Omo, I knew it!” Changmin yelled suddenly, after the first shock had passed. He burst out in a spontaneous little victory dance, but then noticed Taeyeon who looked more than miserable. “Oh but don’t worry honey,” he draped an arm around her, “I’m very much available.” He just managed to insert a suggestive eyebrow wiggle before Taeyeon got her chance to step on his foot and stomp off angrily. “Spicy women, just the way I like them,” Changmin said while hopping on one foot. “Dumped for a man twice within a month, she will be like putty in my hands,” he grinned while he hopped after her for reasons Jaejoong didn’t even want to think about. He was too busy glaring at Yunho anyway.
“That really wasn’t necessary,” he said.
“No idea what you’re talking about,” Yunho smiled innocently before he wrapped his hands behind his head. “I didn’t say anything.”
“You did you… aish forget it,” Jaejoong snapped and stomped back to his place. He wasn’t going to win this discussion anyway and in a way, even though he would never admit it, it felt like a relief that he no longer had to hide their relationship. Now that Changmin knew it was only a matter of time before the rest of the hotel staff found out.
“Sure,” Yunho smiled happily enough, “so I will just go back downstairs…”
“You do that,” Jaejoong said, waving his hand without looking up. Even though he felt relieved, he wasn’t going to forgive Yunho for this easily.
“Oh and Jaejoong?” Yunho asked right before he reached the door.
“What?” Jaejoong asked, annoyed, his mind already running through all the possible ways he could punish Yunho for this.
“I love you,” Yunho said suddenly, winking at him suggestively before he disappeared from view. Jaejoong just sat there, completely startled while his heart hammered against his chest, left alone to deal with all the customers that had heard.
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A/N: I dedicate this YunJae porn to Taemun who struggled her way through this fic just for the sidepairing (and a little for who Brownbox72 who craved basement smut ;D)
A/N2: Over 130 pages??? O.O Are. you. kidding me?? I could have done so many things in the time I wrote this fic, like... studying and... working on my future and... Ok no, this is probably the best way to spend my time xD Time for fic 3~ *strikes a pose*
Anyways, I hoped you all liked it! On request I made the pdf: >>here<<
Once again, please don't post the pdf link anywhere without my knowledge (I will roast you alive!!), apart from that, do with it whatever you want ;D
Pairings: Yunho/Jaejoong, implied Yoochun/Junsu
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Romance, Drama, Humor, Smut
Warnings: Language, sexual content
Summary: Jaejoong and Yunho are totally not sleeping together... Are they?
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He would never admit it publicly of course, but on the scale of epic awesome Jaejoong considered himself to be pretty high at that moment. More than pleased he read the postcard Yoochun had send him. Both he and Junsu seemed to have arrived in Singapore safely and were ‘preoccupied with testing their new bed’, as Yoochun had put it so very subtly. When he read the first P.S. ; ‘Junsu is going to apply for the Seoul Music Academy in April’, his grin grew even wider. However, when he reached the second P.S. his smile faltered.
‘P.P.S.: You love Yunho, just admit it! We all know ^_~’
Jaejoong put the post card away, annoyed. Not because Yoochun kept suggesting that he and Yunho were in a relationship, well yeah, that too, but mostly because he could never tell if Yoochun really knew or if he was just teasing. He couldn’t really know though, could he? Jaejoong had certainly been subtle enough and he couldn’t imagine Yunho telling anyone. Jaejoong creased his eyebrows. Maybe he should stop thinking about it so much.
“Excuse me,” a shy voice interrupted Jaejoong’s thoughts and he looked up. At first he didn't recognize her, with her hair tied back and her clothes styled prettily, but then he realized who she was.
“Oh, hey Taeyeon-ssi,” he smiled quickly while silently praying she didn’t know who was responsible for her ex-future-husband running off like that. “I’m so sorry, Yoochun isn’t here right now.”
“Oh that’s ok,” she smiled. When Yoochun wasn’t standing next to her she actually appeared quite charming. It was hard to forget all the stories Yoochun had told him about her though. “I’m not looking for him,” she continued, “actually…”
Changmin chose that very moment to dump his tool kit unceremoniously on top of the front desk. “I’m done with the ladder so what should I…” he trailed off as he saw Taeyeon standing there. “Well hello there~” he smiled as he leaned up against the counter and nodded with a wink.
Jaejoong raised his eyebrow before looking back at Taeyeon. “Ignore him,” he said simply, “who were you looking for?”
“Well,” Taeyeon said, taking two steps away from Changmin to create some distance between them, “I was looking for Yunho, do you know where he is?”
“Yunho?” Changmin asked before Jaejoong could, “why would you want him? Planning to ask him on a date or what?” Jaejoong thought Changmin was only teasing but the bright blush that grew over Taeyeon's cheeks seconds later suggested he might be right.
“I…” she started after an awkward silence, “I know I and Yoochun just broke up but I never really liked him anyway and I really like Yunho so I thought… maybe… he’s not dating anyone is he?”
“Of course he is, he’s dating…”
“Changmin, shut up,” Jaejoong intervened. Their relationship was already difficult enough without the rumors spreading even further. “I’m so sorry Taeyeon-ssi, he is busy right now,” Jaejoong smiled politely, trying to keep his posture. Why was he feeling so annoyed? He was the one who had decided to keep their relationship a secret, and he was also the one who had requested a break. He didn't have any right to go into whiny bitch mode. He looked at Taeyeon, who had started to fumble with her shirt, doubtful.
“Ah ok,” she smiled back sweetly, “I’ll wait.”
“That’s not necessary,” Changmin suddenly interrupted while mischievously eyeing the unaware Jaejoong, “I can go get him if you want.” He looked back at Taeyeon. “But why do you think he has an interest in you?”
Jaejoong had already turned back to his paperwork. He didn’t need to hear this stupid conversation. He had better things to do with his life.
“Oh,” Taeyeon blushed brightly, “well I’m not sure but every time I came here with Yoochun I had the feeling we connected somehow, you know what I mean?”
“Oh yes,” Changmin replied, “I know very well what you mean.”
Changmin shut up. It was becoming really hard for Jaejoong to stay focused Connected? Don’t make me laugh, he’s not connected to anyone but me, just so you know. He didn’t say it out loud of course, he never did. He valued his future career prospects slightly too much to openly admit he was having a relationship with one of his male coworkers. Besides, Taeyeon wasn’t a real threat. Yunho didn’t even like women… did he?
“And whenever I come here I always catch his eyes, you know, like… he’s secretly looking at me,” Taeyeon continued, an excited little sparkle visible in her eyes, “and I just know he’s flirting with me!”
This time Jaejoong did look up, trying his utter best not to glare. Flirting huh…
“He was, now wasn’t he,” Changmin nodded, avoiding Jaejoong’s eyes purposefully. “Now that you mention it, I think I actually saw him looking at you a few times too…”
“Changmin, don’t you have work to do?” Jaejoong asked, no longer able to contain his annoyance.
“He did?” Taeyeon asked, too gleeful to pay attention to Jaejoong. “Really?”
“Yes, I’m pretty sure…”
And he had had enough. Without saying anything, Jaejoong stood up, walked around the desk and grabbed the toolbox.
“Where are you going?” Changmin asked as he and Taeyeon looked over at him, confused.
“This toolbox needed to be taken back to Yunho right? I’ll do it,” Jaejoong said shortly.
“Uhm… that’s ok, I don’t think he needs it right now…”
“Can you maybe ask him to come and meet me,” Taeyeon asked boldly but didn’t look so sure when she saw the look Jaejoong cast her.
“Yes…” Jaejoong said quickly when he caught himself glaring, “yes, of course, just… wait here.” He smiled a wry smile before turning around and making his way downstairs.
---
With a frown Yunho stared down at the broken boiler. He had tried everything he could think of to fix it but it seemed hopeless. With a sigh he wiped the rust-smudges of his shoulders and put his shirt back on. The entire thing was going to have to be replaced and Jaejoong was not going to like that for sure.
Yunho was just contemplating how to break this to him when a loud bang on the metal door echoed through the basement. After he made his way to the door and opened it he saw Jaejoong standing there, looking utterly displeased. How the hell does he always find out these things so fast?
“Hey,” Yunho smiled in what he hoped was a convincing way. Once Jaejoong got into one of his icy moods he really was scary even, no matter what Changmin or Yoochun might say, to him. “Is something wrong?”
“I brought you tools,” Jaejoong said coolly as he dropped the box down in front of Yunho. “Are you almost done?”
“Yes almost, but I think the boiler might need to be replaced,” he tried carefully, on his guard as he looked at Jaejoong, all ready for the other to scold him.
“Fine,” Jaejoong said shortly, “you need to come upstairs later. Taeyeon is waiting for you.”
Not the boiler? Yunho thought, confused, as he sincerely wondered why Jaejoong was so pissed off. He hadn’t been angry with him that morning. In his mind he ran past all the things he had done since the last time he saw Jaejoong but he couldn’t think of anything he might have done wrong. “Ok sure,” he decided finally, but for some odd reason that only seemed to trigger Jaejoong more for he was straight out glaring at him now.
“So you’re just going to meet up with her then? With me right next to it? Don’t you think that’s just a tiny bit disrespectful?” Jaejoong suddenly snapped.
Yunho stared back at him, completely at a loss. “Ok, I’m sorry, who are we talking about right now?” he asked, confused.
“I told you I just needed some time to think, that doesn’t allow you to just go around and date some girl, especially not Yoochun’s ex, what the fuck Yunho?” Jaejoong continued, more than a little upset.
“I wasn’t…”
“So she’s making all this ‘he was flirting with me’ up then?”
Instead of feeling guilty or apologetic, Yunho felt hurt. If it hadn’t been bad enough that Jaejoong had explicitly told him he wanted to keep their relationship a secret, pushing him over the limit as he was continuously confronted with other people’s flirting with his boyfriend without him being able to do anything about it, Jaejoong had also requested a break a little over three weeks ago. The reason was that he ‘needed time’. Time to figure out what he really wanted. Time to see if he loved Yunho enough to risk his future for him. Time to torture Yunho as he was agonizingly confronted with Jaejoong every day, longed stronger for him every day, and could do nothing but silently pray that Jaejoong would choose him in the end. He had all just accepted it in silence, however, because he knew Jaejoong needed this and because he loved him enough to grand him that. But now Jaejoong had just assumed, without even asking him first, that he would go off with someone like that so easily? Didn’t he know anything about him at all?
“Fine,” Yunho said shortly, took the toolbox and turned around, making his way back towards the boiler.
“Fine? What do you mean fine?” Jaejoong started angrily, walking after him and making sure to close the door before he threw at fit, “you’re not going to deny it?”
“Why should I? You pretty much decided by yourself, like you usually do,” Yunho snapped as he put the toolbox down and walked around the boiler. He knew it was futile to try and fix it but he needed something to distract himself.
“And what’s that supposed to mean?” Jaejoong asked, hurt, as he walked after him. Yunho kept his attention on the boiler and started to unwind the screws of its side, something that proved difficult as his hands were trembling with held back emotions.
“Forget it,” he said, more to the boiler than to Jaejoong.
For a few seconds it remained silent. Yunho was just starting to wonder if Jaejoong wasn’t going to scold him anymore when he heard footsteps moving away from him. He turned around just in time to see Jaejoong leaving the room, slamming the door shut behind him.
For a moment Yunho stood there contemplating, but then he returned to his work. He knew what Jaejoong’s problem was. At least half of his paycheck went to his family, leaving him with barely enough to afford his own rent. Yunho knew how important this job was to Jaejoong, and he had seen how upset it had made him when he had received an official warning for not having attended to the rat problem sooner. Of course, after Yoochun’s uncle’s clear indication of what he thought about his nephew and men who ran away with other men in general, it was not completely illogical that Jaejoong needed time to think.
But still, he had no reason to act like that. Yunho had done nothing wrong. Annoyed, he screwed the side of the boiler off and looked inside at the complete rusty mess. He’s so unreasonable, he thought furiously as he randomly started to mess around inside the boiler, why can’t he just decide what he wants already? If he wants to be with me he should just say so instead of being a bitch about it, and if he values this job more he should just… just…
Yunho looked up. What if Jaejoong really wanted to break off their relationship? He had been more distant lately, almost as if he was purposefully trying to create a distance between them. What if, in his mind, Jaejoong had already decided.
“Fuck,” Yunho cursed before he dropped his tool and ran towards the door. Even though Jaejoong could be unreasonable at times he could not just let him go like that. He would never forgive himself if he did.
After he had burst out of the door he was surprised to find Jaejoong still standing at the far end of the corridor, his head lowered as if pondering something. When the man heard the door close, he looked up, expression first surprised, then relieved and finally merely glaring.
“What do you wa…”
But Yunho didn’t allow him to continue, grabbing his hand and pulling him back inside the boiler room. He closed the door and pressed him against the wall before he kissed him. He had meant for it to be gentle but the moment his lips touched Jaejoong’s something inside him sprung free. Before he knew it he was kissing him deep to the point where he could barely breathe.
When he finally broke away and looked Jaejoong in the eyes, he could still clearly see the doubt in there. He leaned forward, as if to trying to kiss all those doubts away, but Jaejoong halted him.
“Yunho, wait,” he said, averting his face to prevent Yunho from recapturing his lips. “This is not working…”
It felt like something tried to crush the fluttering little butterflies in his stomach with a hammer, but even though it hurt it also made them flutter stronger, as if encouraging him to try harder. He wouldn’t let go of him like that. Jaejoong was his, and his alone. Maybe he couldn’t explain it, he’d never been as good with words as Jaejoong was, but he could try to show it. One hand he placed on Jaejoong’s hips while his other hand reached for his face. He leaned in, but instead of going for his lips he went for his ear; licking the soft spot behind it carefully, knowing it would set Jaejoong off immediately.
“Yunho, what are you doing? S-stop…” Jaejoong tried, but his actions suggested otherwise. He moved his head to the side as if to give Yunho better access to his neck while his hands clenched at the front of Yunho’s shirt, pulling him just a little closer. “Just wait, I n-need to say this…” he gasped as Yunho bit down on his earlobe gently.
“Later,” Yunho whispered in Jaejoong’s ear. If he really did not care about him anymore, really wanted this to end, then he would have let Jaejoong speak, but not like this.
Shamelessly his hands roamed lower, brushing over Jaejoong’s chest, passing his abdomen, over his hips until he reached the buckle of the other’s belt. Carefully he watched Jaejoong’s closed eyes while his lips ghosted over the other’s face. He unbuckled the belt and let his hand go inside. Carefully he massaged the bulge inside Jaejoong’s boxers and smiled as the other’s lips parted in a silent moan. For a second he wondered if he should first take the edge off things, not wanting Jaejoong to come too soon, but then he decided he could just prevent him from doing so in another way. Without warning pulled Jaejoong’s boxers and pants down at once.
Jaejoong’s eyes flew open in an instant, watching him in shock as Yunho kneeled down in front of him. “Wait, not here,” he tried faintly to push Yunho away, “what if someone sees?”
“No one will,” Yunho said confidently as he admired what was in front of him. Before Jaejoong could complain again he opened his mouth and took all of him, swirling his tongue around Jaejoong’s member without giving him time to adjust to the feeling.
Expertly he licked and sucked, encouraged by Jaejoong’s almost non-stop restrained moaning. It barely took seconds before the taste of pre-cum reached his senses. He pulled away, looking up at Jaejoong while trying to hide his obvious self-fulfillment.
“W-why are you stopping?” Jaejoong asked in a half whisper as Yunho stood back up.
“You said you wanted me to stop,” Yunho teased as he undid the buttons of Jaejoong’s shirt.
“Yes but… not now,” Jaejoong muttered as he thrust his hips forward pointlessly.
“Oh?” Yunho smiled, pulling Jaejoong’s shirt off and dropping it down on the floor next to his already-disposed-of pants. “So you want me to go on?” he trailed his finger over Jaejoong’s member.
That close huh…
“Oh god,” Jaejoong gasped, desperate to be touched again as his hips thrusted into nothing.
Yunho couldn’t help but smirk as he looked down at Jaejoong and heard the desperation in his voice. He knew he had already reached his goal but he decided to push it a little further.
Gently he nudged Jaejoong’s shoulder and turned him around until he was up against the wall, his bare back facing him. Yunho trailed a finger over his spine, in between Jaejoong’s butt cheeks, quickly covering two fingers with spit before he pressed them inside.
“Please hurry up,” Jaejoong breathed as his hands clenched into a ball, up against the wall. While restraining his own eagerness Yunho fisted himself as preparation, taking some of Jaejoong’s by now almost freely flowing pre-cum and spread it over his own member as lube.
“Ready?” he asked, trying to hide his amusement as he placed his cock against Jaejoong’s hole, his other hand now ghosting towards the other’s member.
The moment Jaejoong muttered something affirmative Yunho pressed in, but not before taking Jaejoong’s penis and pressing it down hard to prevent him from being able to come. Jaejoong gasped at what Yunho knew was a near painful sensation of not being able to get to his release.
“Yunho-yah…” Jaejoong whined almost pathetically, unable to do anything since he would fall against the wall if he moved his hands. Yunho paid no attention to it. While he set up a steady pace he focused on pinching down Jaejoong’s orgasm with one hand instead, the other hand tracing over the man’s entire body; abs, nipples, hips eventually returning to the other’s penis.
The wonderful sensation of being inside Jaejoong after such a long time was hard to ignore, but he tried to concentrate on the other’s pleasure instead.
“You like it?” he whispered in Jaejoong’s ear, thrusting in especially deep.
Jaejoong was only able to mumble back something inaudible before he gasped loudly, his walls closing around Yunho’s cock so tight he had to stop moving to prevent himself from coming on the spot.
“Not yet,” he said quickly, pinching down Jaejoong’s impossibly hard member even more. “Not yet…”
“I can’t…” Jaejoong breathed as his arms gave away and he almost fell against the wall before Yunho caught him.
Restraining himself he pulled out, immediately causing a series of half gasped complaints to erupt from the other, and turned Jaejoong around.
“So,” he smiled as he looked down into the very flustered face of his about-to-break-down boyfriend. “Shall I make you come yet?” He loved how he was in control for once, his hand still holding down the shaft of Jaejoong’s member.
Jaejoong had both his hands clinging onto Yunho’s shoulder and was pointlessly thrusting against his arm while exclaiming a series of inaudible pleas.
“Not sure if you deserved…”
Before he could finish his sentence Jaejoong had suddenly pulled him closer and caught his lips, kissing him so full of desperate longing it made Yunho’s insides warm up pleasantly.
“I d-do deserve it,” he whispered in between the many kisses, and then suddenly moaned again as Yunho’s grip on the bottom of his shaft faltered for a few seconds. Quickly Yunho reapplied the pressure, pressing down harshly until he was sure Jaejoong was no longer dangerously close to climaxing before he let go. He smiled a little, kissing him one more time before he suddenly lifted him up against the wall. Jaejoong’s legs immediately settled on his hips as Yunho looked down doubtfully at Jaejoong’s member, hiding in between them. With the way it looked now Jaejoong would probably come the moment he’d trust in, which would end his fun. He was just wondering if he was strong enough to hold Jaejoong up with one arm while he used the other to hold down the other’s orgasm, when Jaejoong did it for him.
“I want to cum at the same time,” he whispered with a downright sinful look on his face, his hand pinching down the bottom of his own shaft. Yunho groaned, leaned in to kiss him, and before Jaejoong had time to comply, thrust deep inside the pretty man once more. He didn’t go for a slow pace this time, but rather fast and deep, no longer able to control his own desire. He kept hitting the sensitive spot inside Jaejoong over and over again until Jaejoong was no more than heavy weight in his arms.
He kept moving, wonderful waves of pleasure rolling over each other faster and faster, indicating he was coming closer, and looked up at Jaejoong.
The man’s beautiful face was now completely struck with pleasure, eyes closed while he bit down on his lips as if to prevent himself from moaning out loud. Yunho leaned in and tried to catch his lips but it proved difficult as Jaejoong’s face was too far away. He tried again and this time Jaejoong opened his eyes, realized what Yunho was trying to do, and released his own member to wrap his arms around Yunho and kiss him back.
The moment Jaejoong was no longer pinching down was pretty much tangible to Yunho. A loud scream was smothered in his mouth as Jaejoong came hard, walls closing around him so tight Yunho’s orgasm got ripped out of him. He gasped at the feel of pleasure waves crashing through his body, vaguely registering Jaejoong digging his nails in his back and biting down on his lip until he could taste blood. With all his might he thrust in once or twice more, before Jaejoong’s weight grew too heavy and Yunho had to let him slide down the wall. His legs gave out underneath him and he fell down next to his lover.
Slowly he realized what they had just done and, a little more than satisfied with himself, smiled at Jaejoong, who was still trying to regain his breath.
Jaejoong looked up and saw him smiling, and an immediate scoff came over his lips before he smacked Yunho’s shoulder. “I was trying to tell you something,” he said, not sounding half as annoyed as before.
“Oh you were?” Yunho smiled innocently before taking Jaejoong’s pants off the floor and giving them back to him.
“Yes, I was, you stupid Yunho,” Jaejoong muttered as he tried to wriggle back into his pants from his sitting position, “and now I’ve got the smell of sex all over me…” The half smile on his face showed he wasn’t really angry though.
Yunho sniffed. “Hm, you have the smell of me on you,” he nodded, “but it’s supposed to be that way.”
Jaejoong looked up, about to go for the skeptical look when Yunho quickly leaped forward and pressed a peck on his lips, causing him to blush instead.
“So, can I call you boyfriend again?”
“Yes,” Jaejoong said as he tried to wriggle away from Yunho’s grip, “and put on some clothes, you’ll make my pants dirty.”
“Can I call you boyfriend in public?”
“No.”
“You sure?”
Jaejoong narrowed his eyes at him, clearly indicating his thoughts on the matter.
“Ok fine,” Yunho sighed before he stood up to get his clothes, “what do you want me to say to Taeyeon then?”
“I don’t care, just get rid of her,” Jaejoong replied as he buttoned his blouse closed and looked up. “What?” he asked as he saw Yunho’s amused look.
“Nothing, it’s just…” Yunho grinned, “never mind.”
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“Whoa? What the fuck have you guys been doing?” Changmin exclaimed, awed, as Yunho and Jaejoong finally reentered the entrance hall. “Did you two have a fight or what? Your hair is a real mess Jaejoong.”
Quickly Jaejoong combed his hands through his hair, faintly trying to straighten it before he flopped down on in? his desk chair.
“Omo, Yunho,” Changmin said in the background, “what happened to your lip? Did Jaejoong do that?”
Yunho nodded and feigned sadness. “He did. He can be very cruel at times.”
Jaejoong cast a glaring look over the counter before returning to his work. He had seen Taeyeon stand up from the spot in the restaurant where she had been sitting and had no need to follow the rest of this conversation. Especially not if Yunho went back into his ‘teasing and hinting on a relationship’ mode again.
“Aaah, stop lying,” Changmin smiled wickedly before scooting closer, “you and Jaejoong got it on big time didn’t you?”
“I can still hear you~” Jaejoong said in a sing-song voice from his spot without looking up.
Yunho nodded seriously. “You have no idea how wild…” but he trailed off as Taeyeon had reached them.
“Hey,” she started, awed, as she looked up at Yunho, unaware of the conversation that had been going on.
He smiled back at her, to Jaejoong’s great annoyance. He had told himself he would just ignore the whole thing but it was hard not to look.
“You wanted to ask me something?” Yunho started politely.
“Yes I…” she began, then went for a more direct approach: “do you maybe want to go on a date with me?”
Changmin, still in between the two but completely ignored, eyed the scene in amusement. Jaejoong was still not so subtly peeking from his seat.
“Sure,” Yunho said, causing both Changmin and Jaejoong to look up at him surprised.
“Really?” Taeyeon said happily.
“Yeah, I don’t see why no…”
“Yah,” Jaejoong interfered, “what are you doing?”
“Who, me?” Yunho asked innocently as Jaejoong made his way around the desk and towards them, “I don’t know,” he looked at Changmin, “what am I doing?”
“You are complying to the request for a date, and possibly more, of this girl,” Changmin said seriously. Taeyeon looked back and forth between all of them, confused.
“Oh yes, it seems like it,” Yunho nodded, “why?” he asked Jaejoong.
“You can’t date her,” Jaejoong said, almost panicking . What the hell did Yunho think he was doing? After they just… Jaejoong had to hold back not to smack him on the spot.
“Why not? It’s not like I’m dating anyone else.”
“You’re dating me, you stupid idiot,” Jaejoong snapped before he had even realized it. Then he looked at the other two, who stared at him with wide eyes.
“Omo, I knew it!” Changmin yelled suddenly, after the first shock had passed. He burst out in a spontaneous little victory dance, but then noticed Taeyeon who looked more than miserable. “Oh but don’t worry honey,” he draped an arm around her, “I’m very much available.” He just managed to insert a suggestive eyebrow wiggle before Taeyeon got her chance to step on his foot and stomp off angrily. “Spicy women, just the way I like them,” Changmin said while hopping on one foot. “Dumped for a man twice within a month, she will be like putty in my hands,” he grinned while he hopped after her for reasons Jaejoong didn’t even want to think about. He was too busy glaring at Yunho anyway.
“That really wasn’t necessary,” he said.
“No idea what you’re talking about,” Yunho smiled innocently before he wrapped his hands behind his head. “I didn’t say anything.”
“You did you… aish forget it,” Jaejoong snapped and stomped back to his place. He wasn’t going to win this discussion anyway and in a way, even though he would never admit it, it felt like a relief that he no longer had to hide their relationship. Now that Changmin knew it was only a matter of time before the rest of the hotel staff found out.
“Sure,” Yunho smiled happily enough, “so I will just go back downstairs…”
“You do that,” Jaejoong said, waving his hand without looking up. Even though he felt relieved, he wasn’t going to forgive Yunho for this easily.
“Oh and Jaejoong?” Yunho asked right before he reached the door.
“What?” Jaejoong asked, annoyed, his mind already running through all the possible ways he could punish Yunho for this.
“I love you,” Yunho said suddenly, winking at him suggestively before he disappeared from view. Jaejoong just sat there, completely startled while his heart hammered against his chest, left alone to deal with all the customers that had heard.
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A/N: I dedicate this YunJae porn to Taemun who struggled her way through this fic just for the sidepairing (and a little for who Brownbox72 who craved basement smut ;D)
A/N2: Over 130 pages??? O.O Are. you. kidding me?? I could have done so many things in the time I wrote this fic, like... studying and... working on my future and... Ok no, this is probably the best way to spend my time xD Time for fic 3~ *strikes a pose*
Anyways, I hoped you all liked it! On request I made the pdf: >>here<<
Once again, please don't post the pdf link anywhere without my knowledge (I will roast you alive!!), apart from that, do with it whatever you want ;D