Find me in Love with you chp. 21
Junsu sighed, getting a little fed up with pushing the cart round and round in the supermarket while Jaejoong took his time and got everything he needed. It felt like hours since they arrived at the air-conditioned, ahjumma-infested, children with no manners death quarters everyone else called Seoul Supermarket.
He rested his forearms on the handle and trudged a few inches when Jaejoong moved onto getting carrots. Junsu sighed again, a fully formed pout shown on his face as he looked around the familiar aisles.
Finally, he couldn’t take it anymore.
“Hyuuuuung-aaaaaahhhhhh” he whined in his high, squeaky, whiny voice like the little dongsaeng he is, followed by a childish stomp while his eyes set on Jaejoong who was busy picking the best looking carrots in the neatly organized pile.
“Aish” Jaejoong replied without taking his eyes off what he was doing, “We’ve only been here for less than ten minutes Junsu-yah” he reasoned, nodding softly as he twisted the bag filled with carrots and placed it in the shopping cart. But Junsu whined again, “Hyung, I’m boooreeeeed” his pout was stubborn. The eldest shook his head and moved on to the huge pile of leafy, circular lettuce, he grabbed another plastic bag and opened it then began his search for the most cleanest and well-conditioned lettuce the place had to offer. So, that took even more time.
Junsu hissed air and looked away, sulking. “This is why I hate shopping with you,” he mumbled under his breath. “You take soooo long with eeeverything!” his right hand gripped on the handle bar as he had his little vent. Jaejoong just nodded, acknowledging whatever the other had to say. “You have to look at every single damn piece of vegetable there is, they’re all the same! Just pick one!” he raised his voice a little, his eyes averted to Jaejoong’s hands squishing a melon. Apparently he’s moved on to fruits.
“Just suck it up, will you?” Jaejoong made a quick glance toward him before putting a melon in a plastic bag.
Junsu kept his pout square on his face, “Meanie” he crossed his arms and huffed. Though, deep inside, he amazed…how things are the same between the two of them.
In silence, he sighed, thinking about what he would tell Yoochun.
Yunho& Taeyeon
“Oppa!” Taeyeon giggled and grabbed two bottles of green tea from an isle and held it over her eyes while swaying from right to left like…some kind of creature. To top it off, her cheeks were inflated with her nostrils flared as well.
Yunho turned around and laughed, “Yah” he chuckled as he walked towards her. “What exactly are you trying to imitate?” he had to ask, simply because he didn’t know. He never saw anything like it before. But then again, Taeyeon was one of a kind.
“A fly!” she laughed and returned the bottles back in place and shuffled to Yunho and caught up. “Sorry, I just survived a very very veeeeery long trip” her voice dragged with a pout on her face. Yunho replied with a straight, bland expression. “It was two hours” he nudged her playfully, “That wasn’t long” he scoffed and got more packets of ramen just in case he was hungry.
“But I had to stay in my seat for over 30 minutes! And the person I sat next to was really… uninteresting” she shrugged as she followed, looking around the supermarket, missing some of the things that she loved when she used to live in Seoul. She smiled as she remembered the sweet memories of her childhood, as if springing back into life, she giggled. Seeing the pink milk cartoon, she sighed and took of from the freezing section, “Strawberry milk” she smiled as she showed Yunho.
Meanwhile….
Junsu& Jaejoong
“Hyung!” he groaned, “Come on! We’ve spent at least 30 minutes on the same freaking aisle! Can’t we switch? Please?” he shook the metal cart and pouted at Jaejoong just in case he looked at him. Junsu had confidence in his pouts; they’re very cute and controllable. But not today.
“Aish, Junsu-yah!” Jaejoong turned with a stinging glare that gave Junsu the chills.
“O-okay” he blinked twice and gulped, an end to Junsu’s whining for the day.
Which made Jaejoong smile and he happily moved on with his grocery shopping, whistling casually here and there.
And for some reason he felt something…odd, coming his way but he shook it off and sighed. He turned to Junsu and reached his hand out in advance, “Junsu-ah, get my another bag” he said automatically as his other hand reached for potatoes.
“Here” Junsu replied with a bland tone, handing his hyung a transparent plastic bag. Jaejoong took it and opened it up, throwing in a few potatoes in before twisting the bag and placed it in the cart next to the other vegetables lucky enough to be taken home with Jaejoong.
“Hyung” Junsu blinked and gulped, a little iffy whether on he would get another death glare but he needed this. “I need milk” he nodded like a little boy, a huge, red pout on his lips. “Strawberry one” he bobbed his head up and down. It took five seconds for Jaejoong to crack. Junsu smiled as he heard Jaejoong’s soft sigh and pushed the cart to the dairy products.
“Yay~” he grinned, happy as a kindergartener following Jaejoong.
When they made it to their destination, Jaejoong leaned against the cart and glanced at the younger man. “Hurry and choose your strawberry milk, Junsu-ah” he said with a soft voice followed by a shrug.
“Ok ok ok” Junsu sighed and walked toward the section of the various brands of strawberry milk. He licked his lower lip, deciding which one looked best. “Hmm…” he narrowed his eyes, folding his arms as he rubbed his chin in deep thought.
Until a girl’s voice interrupted him.
“Oi, excuse me” she said and butted her way in, in Junsu’s point of view and grabbed herself a carton of strawberry milk. Junsu blinked and looked at her, giving a slight nod. “Uh, sure” he shrugged, “No problem” he sighed and settled on one brand. He turned to Jaejoong and the cart and placed it inside with a smile. “Okay, I’m good now” he threw him a thumb’s up.
Jaejoong in return, smiled softly, seeing Junsu with a grin on his face. Then a figure from his left began walking closer and closer. He widened his eyes, his eyebrows scrunched.
He couldn’t believe it.
“Jaejoong-ah”
He even heard his voice.
But he couldn’t believe it.
“Jaejoong-ah” he heard it again, footsteps coming forward him.
Completely paralyzed, he stood there with a transparent plastic bag and a tomato at his hands as he watched the person he expected to meet the least. Out of all the people in the world. Jaejoong could see a smile on his face, full of thrill and happiness, each step faster done than the other. He could see that he was missed an awful lot.
He wanted to do the same. Smile in bliss, seeing his missed beloved with open arms. Instead, he was a statue with no change in expression or motion. Completely still and frozen.
Junsu turned around and widened his eyes, shocked to see Yunho. He couldn’t bring himself to say or do anything but watch him hug Jaejoong.
Guilt hit him; a sharp pang went through his heart, knowing that he did Yunho wrong. They both did. And they have to live with the consequences, sooner or later.
Jaejoong felt Yunho’s lips press against his cheek. A hot, burning sensation that made him feel just about the worst person alive. His body temperature began rising as if Yunho just caught him red-handed. But to his lover, his husband, his faithful husband, it didn’t seem like that to him at all. He witnessed Jaejoong and Junsu buying groceries together.
“Baby” he kissed him again, “I missed you so much” his arms tensed against his body, Yunho was just too happy at the moment to notice women with carts filled with foods looking at them. He didn’t care really.
He kissed his cheeks, his forehead, and his soft plump lips. “Jaejoong-ah” he smiled, eyes looking in Jaejoong’s pair of brown orbs.
Teary-eyed Jaejoong looked back, forcing himself to smile back.
“Y-yunho-ah” he replied, hoarse and dry, tense and inflexible.
He was suffocating in Yunho’s arms; he couldn’t take it, being with him. He felt dirty. Too dirty. Jaejoong closed his eyes and opened them again, feeling his tears escape his eyelids and run down his face. And just in time, saw Junsu run out of the supermarket
Changmin
“MJ” he sighed, pacing around his office for almost an hour and all his assistant could do was watch.
“Yes sir” she answered.
“What else can I do?” he laughed in spite of himself, he was at lost. He tried everything in the book. “I gave him flowers, chocolates, I sang for him-fuck I gave him balloons, I paid for a billboard to say his name and still he wouldn’t come back to me!” his fits were clenched tight.
“Changmin-ah, I don’t think you’re doing any of this right” she replied with a frown on her face. “You’re using your money to get him… if you really want him back, you should be romantic, do things that come from your heart” she nodded softly.
“Do things that come from my heart?” Changmin raised an eyebrow, a tad confused. He had to sit down; he was too tired to think of another gift to give Micky. It was all too stressful. The young businessman plopped himself on the sofa next to MJ and took deep breaths, slowly cocking his head back as he tried to relax.
A sigh escaped his lips, “How the hell am I suppose to do things from my heart?
Yoochun
Another restless night spent at his apartment, he predicted, nodding to himself as he dropped his keys on the kitchen counter without even caring if he locked his door. “Screw this” he slurred his words as he walked through his living room, removing his work attire and stripped himself to his boxers.
He made his way to his bedroom and plopped on the soft mattress on his face. He sighed, staying still for a few minutes and closed his eyes, wanting to fall asleep. But it didn’t work.
Twisting and turning for what seemed to be hours and hours were actually just minutes stretched. He sighed, blinking as he laid in his bed with boxers on.
“Junsu-yah… its been months baby… I miss you” he blinked, eyes stinging with tears.
“I’ve been waiting for you…”
“I’m right here” he closed his eyes, shaking his head gently as tears rolled down his cheeks. “I’m right here…where you left me Junsu-ah” he sniffed, sobbing softly. “I feel so alone without you here…”
“Yoochun-ah”
He groaned, chuckling bitterly to himself. “Aw fuck, I’m going insane now” he sighed, knowing that it would be impossible. To hear Junsu’s voice unless he was crazy, insane, mental. Suddenly, he felt the mattress shift and a second later a pair of arms snake around his waist and weight was sensed down his body. The familiar warmth against his bare skin and still he couldn’t believe it was real.
“Yoochun-ah” Junsu repeated, nuzzling his face against Yoochun’s back. How he missed his scent, his heat, his everything.
When Junsu’s heartbeat was in an insane rate, he had to get away from the supermarket. So he ran away and let his feet take him where they wanted to go. It didn’t surprise him when he realized he was panting on his knees in front of Yoochun’s apartment. He was relieved more than ever. He didn’t know how to tell him what happened but he wanted to be with him now that he realized how much he missed him.
And he entered Yoochun’s door just in time to hear Yoochun’s call and it was more than enough to get him stained with tears. He would’ve thought Yoochun moved on, found himself another boyfriend and never gone back to thinking about him. But he was glad he was wrong.
“Yoochun-ah” he repeated, his tears rubbing on his missed lover’s back, “I’m here, Yoochun-ah. I’m here” he murmured against his back.
In an instant, Yoochun turned his body around to hug Junsu tightly. “Junsu” he gasped silently, his nostrils flaring when they sensed his lover’s familiar scent. How he missed it. “Baby” he whispered, pressing kisses all over his face, relieved to have him in his arms. “I missed you so much” he mumbled between kisses, “I missed you” he repeated before pressing his lips against Junsu’s slightly chapped lips. Taking him into a deep, passionate kiss that was due for days and days.
All the while, Junsu cried silent tears, filled with mixed, confused feelings.
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AN: Took me weeks. Damn xDD Well! At least its good...i think >_< I feel like I'm using the same phrases over and over again. GAH. I need to think XDD I also need to stop procrastinating. I need to stop rping and do what I gotta do! I have so many new plots I want to write but words are not coming out of my fingers. AIIIISSSSHHHH. So frustrated. Anyhow, uhmm, please tell me what i need to improve on! ^^ It will help a lot! And please just be patient with me xDD OH! And if you want to aim me, nag me into updating please do so!! :D LOL. I need people to nag me anyhow. LOL. And to those peps I use to be in contact with! >_< Where are you??? :C I'm so sorry ;~; xDD
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He rested his forearms on the handle and trudged a few inches when Jaejoong moved onto getting carrots. Junsu sighed again, a fully formed pout shown on his face as he looked around the familiar aisles.
Finally, he couldn’t take it anymore.
“Hyuuuuung-aaaaaahhhhhh” he whined in his high, squeaky, whiny voice like the little dongsaeng he is, followed by a childish stomp while his eyes set on Jaejoong who was busy picking the best looking carrots in the neatly organized pile.
“Aish” Jaejoong replied without taking his eyes off what he was doing, “We’ve only been here for less than ten minutes Junsu-yah” he reasoned, nodding softly as he twisted the bag filled with carrots and placed it in the shopping cart. But Junsu whined again, “Hyung, I’m boooreeeeed” his pout was stubborn. The eldest shook his head and moved on to the huge pile of leafy, circular lettuce, he grabbed another plastic bag and opened it then began his search for the most cleanest and well-conditioned lettuce the place had to offer. So, that took even more time.
Junsu hissed air and looked away, sulking. “This is why I hate shopping with you,” he mumbled under his breath. “You take soooo long with eeeverything!” his right hand gripped on the handle bar as he had his little vent. Jaejoong just nodded, acknowledging whatever the other had to say. “You have to look at every single damn piece of vegetable there is, they’re all the same! Just pick one!” he raised his voice a little, his eyes averted to Jaejoong’s hands squishing a melon. Apparently he’s moved on to fruits.
“Just suck it up, will you?” Jaejoong made a quick glance toward him before putting a melon in a plastic bag.
Junsu kept his pout square on his face, “Meanie” he crossed his arms and huffed. Though, deep inside, he amazed…how things are the same between the two of them.
In silence, he sighed, thinking about what he would tell Yoochun.
Yunho& Taeyeon
“Oppa!” Taeyeon giggled and grabbed two bottles of green tea from an isle and held it over her eyes while swaying from right to left like…some kind of creature. To top it off, her cheeks were inflated with her nostrils flared as well.
Yunho turned around and laughed, “Yah” he chuckled as he walked towards her. “What exactly are you trying to imitate?” he had to ask, simply because he didn’t know. He never saw anything like it before. But then again, Taeyeon was one of a kind.
“A fly!” she laughed and returned the bottles back in place and shuffled to Yunho and caught up. “Sorry, I just survived a very very veeeeery long trip” her voice dragged with a pout on her face. Yunho replied with a straight, bland expression. “It was two hours” he nudged her playfully, “That wasn’t long” he scoffed and got more packets of ramen just in case he was hungry.
“But I had to stay in my seat for over 30 minutes! And the person I sat next to was really… uninteresting” she shrugged as she followed, looking around the supermarket, missing some of the things that she loved when she used to live in Seoul. She smiled as she remembered the sweet memories of her childhood, as if springing back into life, she giggled. Seeing the pink milk cartoon, she sighed and took of from the freezing section, “Strawberry milk” she smiled as she showed Yunho.
Meanwhile….
Junsu& Jaejoong
“Hyung!” he groaned, “Come on! We’ve spent at least 30 minutes on the same freaking aisle! Can’t we switch? Please?” he shook the metal cart and pouted at Jaejoong just in case he looked at him. Junsu had confidence in his pouts; they’re very cute and controllable. But not today.
“Aish, Junsu-yah!” Jaejoong turned with a stinging glare that gave Junsu the chills.
“O-okay” he blinked twice and gulped, an end to Junsu’s whining for the day.
Which made Jaejoong smile and he happily moved on with his grocery shopping, whistling casually here and there.
And for some reason he felt something…odd, coming his way but he shook it off and sighed. He turned to Junsu and reached his hand out in advance, “Junsu-ah, get my another bag” he said automatically as his other hand reached for potatoes.
“Here” Junsu replied with a bland tone, handing his hyung a transparent plastic bag. Jaejoong took it and opened it up, throwing in a few potatoes in before twisting the bag and placed it in the cart next to the other vegetables lucky enough to be taken home with Jaejoong.
“Hyung” Junsu blinked and gulped, a little iffy whether on he would get another death glare but he needed this. “I need milk” he nodded like a little boy, a huge, red pout on his lips. “Strawberry one” he bobbed his head up and down. It took five seconds for Jaejoong to crack. Junsu smiled as he heard Jaejoong’s soft sigh and pushed the cart to the dairy products.
“Yay~” he grinned, happy as a kindergartener following Jaejoong.
When they made it to their destination, Jaejoong leaned against the cart and glanced at the younger man. “Hurry and choose your strawberry milk, Junsu-ah” he said with a soft voice followed by a shrug.
“Ok ok ok” Junsu sighed and walked toward the section of the various brands of strawberry milk. He licked his lower lip, deciding which one looked best. “Hmm…” he narrowed his eyes, folding his arms as he rubbed his chin in deep thought.
Until a girl’s voice interrupted him.
“Oi, excuse me” she said and butted her way in, in Junsu’s point of view and grabbed herself a carton of strawberry milk. Junsu blinked and looked at her, giving a slight nod. “Uh, sure” he shrugged, “No problem” he sighed and settled on one brand. He turned to Jaejoong and the cart and placed it inside with a smile. “Okay, I’m good now” he threw him a thumb’s up.
Jaejoong in return, smiled softly, seeing Junsu with a grin on his face. Then a figure from his left began walking closer and closer. He widened his eyes, his eyebrows scrunched.
He couldn’t believe it.
“Jaejoong-ah”
He even heard his voice.
But he couldn’t believe it.
“Jaejoong-ah” he heard it again, footsteps coming forward him.
Completely paralyzed, he stood there with a transparent plastic bag and a tomato at his hands as he watched the person he expected to meet the least. Out of all the people in the world. Jaejoong could see a smile on his face, full of thrill and happiness, each step faster done than the other. He could see that he was missed an awful lot.
He wanted to do the same. Smile in bliss, seeing his missed beloved with open arms. Instead, he was a statue with no change in expression or motion. Completely still and frozen.
Junsu turned around and widened his eyes, shocked to see Yunho. He couldn’t bring himself to say or do anything but watch him hug Jaejoong.
Guilt hit him; a sharp pang went through his heart, knowing that he did Yunho wrong. They both did. And they have to live with the consequences, sooner or later.
Jaejoong felt Yunho’s lips press against his cheek. A hot, burning sensation that made him feel just about the worst person alive. His body temperature began rising as if Yunho just caught him red-handed. But to his lover, his husband, his faithful husband, it didn’t seem like that to him at all. He witnessed Jaejoong and Junsu buying groceries together.
“Baby” he kissed him again, “I missed you so much” his arms tensed against his body, Yunho was just too happy at the moment to notice women with carts filled with foods looking at them. He didn’t care really.
He kissed his cheeks, his forehead, and his soft plump lips. “Jaejoong-ah” he smiled, eyes looking in Jaejoong’s pair of brown orbs.
Teary-eyed Jaejoong looked back, forcing himself to smile back.
“Y-yunho-ah” he replied, hoarse and dry, tense and inflexible.
He was suffocating in Yunho’s arms; he couldn’t take it, being with him. He felt dirty. Too dirty. Jaejoong closed his eyes and opened them again, feeling his tears escape his eyelids and run down his face. And just in time, saw Junsu run out of the supermarket
Changmin
“MJ” he sighed, pacing around his office for almost an hour and all his assistant could do was watch.
“Yes sir” she answered.
“What else can I do?” he laughed in spite of himself, he was at lost. He tried everything in the book. “I gave him flowers, chocolates, I sang for him-fuck I gave him balloons, I paid for a billboard to say his name and still he wouldn’t come back to me!” his fits were clenched tight.
“Changmin-ah, I don’t think you’re doing any of this right” she replied with a frown on her face. “You’re using your money to get him… if you really want him back, you should be romantic, do things that come from your heart” she nodded softly.
“Do things that come from my heart?” Changmin raised an eyebrow, a tad confused. He had to sit down; he was too tired to think of another gift to give Micky. It was all too stressful. The young businessman plopped himself on the sofa next to MJ and took deep breaths, slowly cocking his head back as he tried to relax.
A sigh escaped his lips, “How the hell am I suppose to do things from my heart?
Yoochun
Another restless night spent at his apartment, he predicted, nodding to himself as he dropped his keys on the kitchen counter without even caring if he locked his door. “Screw this” he slurred his words as he walked through his living room, removing his work attire and stripped himself to his boxers.
He made his way to his bedroom and plopped on the soft mattress on his face. He sighed, staying still for a few minutes and closed his eyes, wanting to fall asleep. But it didn’t work.
Twisting and turning for what seemed to be hours and hours were actually just minutes stretched. He sighed, blinking as he laid in his bed with boxers on.
“Junsu-yah… its been months baby… I miss you” he blinked, eyes stinging with tears.
“I’ve been waiting for you…”
“I’m right here” he closed his eyes, shaking his head gently as tears rolled down his cheeks. “I’m right here…where you left me Junsu-ah” he sniffed, sobbing softly. “I feel so alone without you here…”
“Yoochun-ah”
He groaned, chuckling bitterly to himself. “Aw fuck, I’m going insane now” he sighed, knowing that it would be impossible. To hear Junsu’s voice unless he was crazy, insane, mental. Suddenly, he felt the mattress shift and a second later a pair of arms snake around his waist and weight was sensed down his body. The familiar warmth against his bare skin and still he couldn’t believe it was real.
“Yoochun-ah” Junsu repeated, nuzzling his face against Yoochun’s back. How he missed his scent, his heat, his everything.
When Junsu’s heartbeat was in an insane rate, he had to get away from the supermarket. So he ran away and let his feet take him where they wanted to go. It didn’t surprise him when he realized he was panting on his knees in front of Yoochun’s apartment. He was relieved more than ever. He didn’t know how to tell him what happened but he wanted to be with him now that he realized how much he missed him.
And he entered Yoochun’s door just in time to hear Yoochun’s call and it was more than enough to get him stained with tears. He would’ve thought Yoochun moved on, found himself another boyfriend and never gone back to thinking about him. But he was glad he was wrong.
“Yoochun-ah” he repeated, his tears rubbing on his missed lover’s back, “I’m here, Yoochun-ah. I’m here” he murmured against his back.
In an instant, Yoochun turned his body around to hug Junsu tightly. “Junsu” he gasped silently, his nostrils flaring when they sensed his lover’s familiar scent. How he missed it. “Baby” he whispered, pressing kisses all over his face, relieved to have him in his arms. “I missed you so much” he mumbled between kisses, “I missed you” he repeated before pressing his lips against Junsu’s slightly chapped lips. Taking him into a deep, passionate kiss that was due for days and days.
All the while, Junsu cried silent tears, filled with mixed, confused feelings.
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AN: Took me weeks. Damn xDD Well! At least its good...i think >_< I feel like I'm using the same phrases over and over again. GAH. I need to think XDD I also need to stop procrastinating. I need to stop rping and do what I gotta do! I have so many new plots I want to write but words are not coming out of my fingers. AIIIISSSSHHHH. So frustrated. Anyhow, uhmm, please tell me what i need to improve on! ^^ It will help a lot! And please just be patient with me xDD OH! And if you want to aim me, nag me into updating please do so!! :D LOL. I need people to nag me anyhow. LOL. And to those peps I use to be in contact with! >_< Where are you??? :C I'm so sorry ;~; xDD
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