Fate (Mirotic) Jaejoong's POV: Part 5
Title: Fate (Mirotic) Jaejoong's POV: Part 5
Author: VampireMadonna
Pairing: YunJae
Rating: NC-17
Synopsis: Jaejoong's life is...complicated. Still, he loves everything about it. But one day, he meets someone who throws a wrench in the wheels and makes his complicated life even more complex.
For his part, Jae propped his head on his folded arms, an amused expression on his face as he watched the older man fumble in his rush to get him naked. Every time he thought Yunho couldn’t get any cuter, he proved him wrong.
As soon as Jaejoong’s member sprang free, Yunho took his entire length into his mouth in one fell swoop.
Jaejoong sighed contentedly, freeing one hand and placing it on top of Yunho’s head, gently stroking while his mouth worked on him.
He was just as smooth and tasty as he’d remembered, Yunho thought. His penis was still the prettiest he’d ever seen, such a bright pink nestled between the paleness of his spread thighs. He hooked Jaejoong’s legs over his shoulders and feasted. He’d remembered what Jaejoong liked and was determined to bring him to peak before seeking his own. The way his erection bulged painfully in his jeans, he knew he wouldn’t last a minute once he sank into Jaejoong’s tight, hot hole. Lifting his head briefly, he spat on two fingers, worked the slickness around the digits, placed them at Jaejoong’s entrance and thrust in without hesitation.
Jaejoong cried out, the hand on Yunho’s head gripping his hair painfully as he bucked upward, pushing his length further down Yunho’s throat. Yunho’s sudden invasion hurt but boy did it feel good. The sharp stab of pain was immediately followed by pleasure and he felt his balls tighten in response. He didn’t know why he liked rough treatment so much, why he needed it to get off, but he was touched that Yunho had remembered. He honestly wasn’t surprised after all the attention Yunho had put into recreating the atmosphere of their last time together but it touched him anyway.
Just then, Yunho’s teeth sank into his sensitive shaft and a strangled cry tore its way free from Jaejoong’s throat, his back arching off the bed. He linked his ankles behind Yunho’s back, pressing down with his heel to bring him closer while his hands tightened in his hair and his hips thrust upward into the warm heat of Yunho’s mouth. Yunho’s fingers were still working his tunnel and when Yunho drew them out and then plunged back in, adding a third finger this time, Jaejoong cried out again and erupted in Yunho’s mouth.
Yunho gleefully continued to massage Jaejoong’s cock with his lips, lapping up his cream with his tongue as it coated the inside of his mouth. When Jaejoong’s orgasm finally ended and he was still again, he gently extricated himself from the legs locked around him and crawled up Jae’s flushed body to kiss him gently on the lips. When those dark, lust-hazed eyes opened and stared up into his, he smiled.
“You taste even better than I remembered.”
Only Yunho would say something like that, Jaejoong thought. And only with Yunho would it sound sweet and reverent instead of corny and lewd.
He watched as Yunho sat back on his heels and slowly unbuttoned his shirt. He slid it off then moved to the waist of his jeans. He kicked his way out of his jeans and boxers then reached into the bedside table and removed a small bottle.
Could it be…?, Jaejoong wondered before he caught himself. Wait, of course it was. It was Yunho.
“I can’t believe you kept that,” he drawled.
Yunho blushed, pouring a liberal amount of clear liquid into his palm. “I couldn’t bring myself to throw it away so I kept it as a memento,” he admitted shyly, even while he coated his erection with the handful of lube.
“That’s very sweet of you…and cute.” Though Yunho didn’t look the least bit cute at the moment. His body was just as impressive as it had been their first time together, majestic he remembered thinking. And the picture he presented as his hand stroked up and down his shaft, 100% raw sexuality and primal male… No, not cute at all.
Yunho settled himself between Jaejoong’s thighs, his blush deepening at his words. “I just…wanted some small part of you, I guess. It wasn’t much and it might seem silly but it was something.”
Jaejoong smiled and shook his head. “Not silly…just very sweet.”
Strongly resembling a tomato now, Yunho lowered his head and captured Jaejoong’s lips in a slow, breathy kiss. They kept it light and teasing until Jaejoong hiked his legs up around Yunho’s waist. Yunho dipped his pelvis, rubbing the tip of his erection along Jaejoong’s cleft.
Suddenly remembering something, Jaejoong pulled back and asked, “Did you keep the box of condoms too?”
Yunho flushed and nodded. “Yes. Oh!” he gasped. “Did you want to…”
Jaejoong shook his head quickly. “No, I just remembered it, that’s all.”
“It’s okay if you do. I haven’t been with anyone since you but…”
Jaejoong reached down between them and took a firm hold of Yunho’s shaft, silencing him as he angled his hips upward, pressing on the small of Yunho’s back with his heels and guiding him to his entrance.
Yunho swallowed thickly. Jaejoong’s take-charge attitude both excited and intimated him. There was always that little bit of fear, of worry, that he wouldn’t be able to please him.
“Shh,” Jaejoong soothed. “I have everything I need right here.”
He pulled on Yunho’s shaft, pressing him against his tight hole and, taking the hint, Yunho pushed forward slowly, sinking into the warm, tight sheath he’d been dreaming of for the past three months. When he was embedded to the hilt, he sighed contentedly, resting his forehead on Jae’s chest. It was a homecoming, one he’d started to believe he would never experience.
However, as happy as he was just being inside of Jae, he was still a man, and a deprived one at that, one whose body had longed for the one lying so pliant and willing beneath his. As soon as he got over the pure joy of being one with Jae, the overwhelming urge to rut and possess overtook him and he surged to his knees, his hands gripping Jae’s hips tightly so that he was arched backward with only his head and shoulders on the bed, and started pounding into him, plunging quick and deep as his climax built with a swift viciousness.
Jaejoong looked up at Yunho, taking in the strong, masculine beauty of him. He wondered how he could’ve ever thought Yunho was just another generic idol. He couldn’t have been more wrong. He was so honest in everything he said and did. And being with him, like this…he was the most giving man he had ever known. Though he sought his own release now, he had made sure, yet again, that Jae had had his first. And what a release it had been. No one had ever shown him such consideration.
Yunho raced towards the finish line, the goal just beyond his reach. When he felt the pressure building in his sack, his fingers dug in deeper where he held Jae, leaving angry red impressions. He looked down at Jae, saw the perfect face he’d missed every day, his white blond hair clashing against the midnight blackness of the silk sheets beneath. His porcelain skin, so smooth and satiny, clear but for the evidence of Yunho’s lovemaking on his neck and shoulders. His eyes drifted back up to Jae’s face, noting the dewy sheen of perspiration on his forehead. But his eyes…they were smiling, filled with a sort of wicked amusement. There was lust and satisfaction there as well. And…something else he couldn’t quite name. But when his gaze drifted down to those ruby red lips and Jae’s tongue snuck out and swept across their luscious curves, he threw his head back with a feral growl and, slamming into him one last time, spilled his seed.
It was the climax to end all climaxes. As his hips continued to plunge, automatically now, Yunho thought his life was literally flowing into Jae as the orgasm seemed neverending and he felt his strength waning. He had never had such a strong, bountiful climax before. Only Jae could draw such a reaction from him, he was sure. No one else had ever affected him like that.
When the tremors finally ceased, he slipped out of Jae and fell beside him, his chest heaving as he fought for his breath.
“Well… That was certainly something,” Jaejoong purred.
Yunho laughed. “I’ll say.”
Jae stretched, arching like a graceful cat, before sitting up. “It was nice to…reconnect like this. We should do it again sometime.” He looked about the room for his clothes. “I should probably get going, though. I’ve got to call my manager to…”
Yunho wrapped an arm around Jae’s waist, pulling him back down to the bed and rolling on top of him.
“Nuh-uh. You’re not going anywhere.”
Jaejoong’s brows furrowed. “Yunho…”
“You’re not leaving here until you come for me.”
“I already came,” Jae reminded him. “You definitely made sure of that.
Yunho lowered his head so that his mouth was right next to Jaejoong’s ear. “Not with me inside you, you didn’t.”
Jaejoong gasped, shocked at his blunt words.
Sliding over, Yunho flipped Jaejoong onto his stomach and pulled him up to his knees. As he shifted between his spread legs and slid into him again, he whispered, “Now that I’ve found you again, I’m never letting you go.”
Three months later…
Jaejoong stared down at the ring glittering on his right hand, entranced by the way the light bounced off the stones circling the platinum base.
“Jaejoong!” his manager called. “Are you listening to me?”
Jae raised his head slowly, his expression calm and nonchalant as he cocked a brow in question.
“I said that since this is your last performance, you should probably make a little speech after. You know, thanking fans for their support, for helping you win weekly on the music shows and all the charts you’ve topped, etc. As the leader, it’s only right that you should do it.”
Jae nodded carelessly then went back to staring at the ring, ignoring his manager’s exasperated sigh.
It was a gift - one of many - from Yunho, given to him on his birthday. There was a matching bracelet and necklace, both hidden by the long sleeve and high neck, respectively, of his costume. JaeMi had one too, the bracelet and the necklace at least, given to her by the man himself on her birthday. It was one thing for her brother to date her favorite idol - and she’d certainly been ecstatic when she’d finally found out -, but it was another thing altogether to have him make an appearance at her birthday party and present her with a gift that he’d had specially designed for her. To say that she’d had a happy birthday was an understatement. Both of the siblings’ sets were similar enough to be mistaken for a matching or “couple” set but styled differently to suit their individual tastes. Plus, JaeMi’s lacked one important feature.
The ring was of special significance. It was a birthday gift but also marked the two-month anniversary of the night they’d rekindled…whatever it was they had. They never really talked about it, though Jae knew, would be blind not to see, that Yunho was in love with him. He felt something, something strong that he’d never felt before, but he didn’t see the need to rush to put a name to it and Yunho seemed content enough with what they had. He wasn’t looking for anyone else at least.
“Yunho!” Manager Seo exclaimed, drawing Jae’s attention again. “What are you doing here?”
Jae turned to see Yunho standing just inside the dressing room, looking handsome in casual wear, a bright smile plastered on his face.
“I just came to wish the boys good luck on their final performance. They’ve done remarkably well, better than any other group that debuted this year. I wouldn’t be surprised if they walked away with a few trophies at the end of year awards.”
That announcement brought several whoops and catcalls from the other members and even Jae couldn’t resist the smile that tugged at his lips. Though he was Yunho’s main focus, Yunho had also taken his brothers under his wing. That made him even more attractive in Jae’s eyes.
“I also have a special surprise for you guys…”
More cheering erupted.
Yunho chuckled. “…but I have to talk it over with your leader first. Can you give us a minute?”
There was a loud, dramatic groan from Yuki. “But he’s worse than Manager Seo. Such a taskmaster,” he grumbled.
“Jaejoong, don’t you dare ruin this for us, whatever it is,” Kaze threatened jokingly as he headed out the door.
Jin was the last to leave, as usual, and the pained look he shot Jaejoong caused a dull ache in his chest.
Since he and Yunho had gotten together, things had become even more complicated and strained between him and Jin. He’d kept his promise and didn’t bring up his feelings for Jae anymore, or not often, but it was still there in the longing looks and hard glares directed at Yunho.
“I don’t think Jin likes me very much,” Yunho commented.
Jaejoong’s eyes shot up to his. “Why do you say that?”
Yunho shrugged. “Dunno. I just get a feeling from him, a kind of strong dislike. Is he in love with you or something?”
Jae sighed. “He seems to think so.”
Yunho’s eyes widened. “Seriously? What…”
Jaejoong shook his head. “Let’s not go there. Please. I need to stay focused.”
Yunho battled with the urge to protect what was his but relented. “Okay.”
“What did you want to talk about?”
“Well…” Yunho reached for Jaejoong’s ringed hand, an almost identical ring shining on the long, slender ring-finger of his left hand. “I had an idea.”
Jaejoong frowned. “Should I be worried?”
Yunho rolled his eyes. “You’re such a pessimist. Anyway, I was thinking that my group is on a break right now and Fate’s promotions end today so…why don’t we take a trip somewhere?”
Jaejoong’s eyes went wide. “A trip? Just the two of us?”
Yunho chuckled. “While I would give anything to have you all to myself for a few weeks, even I’m not brave enough to attempt pulling that off. No, I was thinking you and the boys and Jinho and I could rent somewhere and just relax for a bit. There’s a place we’ve been going to for years whenever we’ve all gone on vacation together. The company found it for us. It’s private property, no helicopters or planes allowed overhead, so it’s pretty impenetrable by the media. Plus, we use decoys whenever we’re going undercover for a while so they never actually see us leave. We’re pros at this so you don’t have to worry about getting caught or anyone finding out about us.”
Jae cocked a brow. “People already know about us,” he said wryly.
Yunho smiled and gently brushed back an errant lock of hair on Jae’s forehead. “That’s true. But those that do would never breathe a word to the press. As for the fans, it’s merely speculation. I’m your attentive, mentoring hyung, that’s all. They also ship you and Jin. I don’t see you worrying about that.”
“That’s because there’s nothing there.”
Now it was Yunho’s turn to cock a brow. “Oh really? You could’ve fooled me.”
Jaejoong elbowed him in the stomach and stood up. “Let that go.” Sighing, he turned to face Yunho. “So you really want to do this?”
Yunho tenderly cupped his face. “I just want to be with you, spend time with you.”
“And you think you can pull it off without a hitch?”
“It’ll be easy, promise.”
Jaejoong thought it over a moment longer. They were company sunbae and hoobae so there would be no problem if the groups were caught vacationing together. It was ensuring that they weren’t caught that was his biggest concern. Yunho was a pro, having been in the business for over a decade, but he was also in love and that might cause him to be sloppy. Jae didn’t want him jeopardizing his career. Not for him. And he couldn’t risk ruining his group’s reputation. As the leader, he had to put them first. But he also owed Yunho his trust.
Ugh, when had life become so complicated?
“Fine,” he finally said.
With a loud whoop of his own, Yunho snatched him off his feet, spinning him around as he claimed his lips.
“You won’t regret it.”
I certainly hope not, Jae thought.
Author: VampireMadonna
Pairing: YunJae
Rating: NC-17
Synopsis: Jaejoong's life is...complicated. Still, he loves everything about it. But one day, he meets someone who throws a wrench in the wheels and makes his complicated life even more complex.
For his part, Jae propped his head on his folded arms, an amused expression on his face as he watched the older man fumble in his rush to get him naked. Every time he thought Yunho couldn’t get any cuter, he proved him wrong.
As soon as Jaejoong’s member sprang free, Yunho took his entire length into his mouth in one fell swoop.
Jaejoong sighed contentedly, freeing one hand and placing it on top of Yunho’s head, gently stroking while his mouth worked on him.
He was just as smooth and tasty as he’d remembered, Yunho thought. His penis was still the prettiest he’d ever seen, such a bright pink nestled between the paleness of his spread thighs. He hooked Jaejoong’s legs over his shoulders and feasted. He’d remembered what Jaejoong liked and was determined to bring him to peak before seeking his own. The way his erection bulged painfully in his jeans, he knew he wouldn’t last a minute once he sank into Jaejoong’s tight, hot hole. Lifting his head briefly, he spat on two fingers, worked the slickness around the digits, placed them at Jaejoong’s entrance and thrust in without hesitation.
Jaejoong cried out, the hand on Yunho’s head gripping his hair painfully as he bucked upward, pushing his length further down Yunho’s throat. Yunho’s sudden invasion hurt but boy did it feel good. The sharp stab of pain was immediately followed by pleasure and he felt his balls tighten in response. He didn’t know why he liked rough treatment so much, why he needed it to get off, but he was touched that Yunho had remembered. He honestly wasn’t surprised after all the attention Yunho had put into recreating the atmosphere of their last time together but it touched him anyway.
Just then, Yunho’s teeth sank into his sensitive shaft and a strangled cry tore its way free from Jaejoong’s throat, his back arching off the bed. He linked his ankles behind Yunho’s back, pressing down with his heel to bring him closer while his hands tightened in his hair and his hips thrust upward into the warm heat of Yunho’s mouth. Yunho’s fingers were still working his tunnel and when Yunho drew them out and then plunged back in, adding a third finger this time, Jaejoong cried out again and erupted in Yunho’s mouth.
Yunho gleefully continued to massage Jaejoong’s cock with his lips, lapping up his cream with his tongue as it coated the inside of his mouth. When Jaejoong’s orgasm finally ended and he was still again, he gently extricated himself from the legs locked around him and crawled up Jae’s flushed body to kiss him gently on the lips. When those dark, lust-hazed eyes opened and stared up into his, he smiled.
“You taste even better than I remembered.”
Only Yunho would say something like that, Jaejoong thought. And only with Yunho would it sound sweet and reverent instead of corny and lewd.
He watched as Yunho sat back on his heels and slowly unbuttoned his shirt. He slid it off then moved to the waist of his jeans. He kicked his way out of his jeans and boxers then reached into the bedside table and removed a small bottle.
Could it be…?, Jaejoong wondered before he caught himself. Wait, of course it was. It was Yunho.
“I can’t believe you kept that,” he drawled.
Yunho blushed, pouring a liberal amount of clear liquid into his palm. “I couldn’t bring myself to throw it away so I kept it as a memento,” he admitted shyly, even while he coated his erection with the handful of lube.
“That’s very sweet of you…and cute.” Though Yunho didn’t look the least bit cute at the moment. His body was just as impressive as it had been their first time together, majestic he remembered thinking. And the picture he presented as his hand stroked up and down his shaft, 100% raw sexuality and primal male… No, not cute at all.
Yunho settled himself between Jaejoong’s thighs, his blush deepening at his words. “I just…wanted some small part of you, I guess. It wasn’t much and it might seem silly but it was something.”
Jaejoong smiled and shook his head. “Not silly…just very sweet.”
Strongly resembling a tomato now, Yunho lowered his head and captured Jaejoong’s lips in a slow, breathy kiss. They kept it light and teasing until Jaejoong hiked his legs up around Yunho’s waist. Yunho dipped his pelvis, rubbing the tip of his erection along Jaejoong’s cleft.
Suddenly remembering something, Jaejoong pulled back and asked, “Did you keep the box of condoms too?”
Yunho flushed and nodded. “Yes. Oh!” he gasped. “Did you want to…”
Jaejoong shook his head quickly. “No, I just remembered it, that’s all.”
“It’s okay if you do. I haven’t been with anyone since you but…”
Jaejoong reached down between them and took a firm hold of Yunho’s shaft, silencing him as he angled his hips upward, pressing on the small of Yunho’s back with his heels and guiding him to his entrance.
Yunho swallowed thickly. Jaejoong’s take-charge attitude both excited and intimated him. There was always that little bit of fear, of worry, that he wouldn’t be able to please him.
“Shh,” Jaejoong soothed. “I have everything I need right here.”
He pulled on Yunho’s shaft, pressing him against his tight hole and, taking the hint, Yunho pushed forward slowly, sinking into the warm, tight sheath he’d been dreaming of for the past three months. When he was embedded to the hilt, he sighed contentedly, resting his forehead on Jae’s chest. It was a homecoming, one he’d started to believe he would never experience.
However, as happy as he was just being inside of Jae, he was still a man, and a deprived one at that, one whose body had longed for the one lying so pliant and willing beneath his. As soon as he got over the pure joy of being one with Jae, the overwhelming urge to rut and possess overtook him and he surged to his knees, his hands gripping Jae’s hips tightly so that he was arched backward with only his head and shoulders on the bed, and started pounding into him, plunging quick and deep as his climax built with a swift viciousness.
Jaejoong looked up at Yunho, taking in the strong, masculine beauty of him. He wondered how he could’ve ever thought Yunho was just another generic idol. He couldn’t have been more wrong. He was so honest in everything he said and did. And being with him, like this…he was the most giving man he had ever known. Though he sought his own release now, he had made sure, yet again, that Jae had had his first. And what a release it had been. No one had ever shown him such consideration.
Yunho raced towards the finish line, the goal just beyond his reach. When he felt the pressure building in his sack, his fingers dug in deeper where he held Jae, leaving angry red impressions. He looked down at Jae, saw the perfect face he’d missed every day, his white blond hair clashing against the midnight blackness of the silk sheets beneath. His porcelain skin, so smooth and satiny, clear but for the evidence of Yunho’s lovemaking on his neck and shoulders. His eyes drifted back up to Jae’s face, noting the dewy sheen of perspiration on his forehead. But his eyes…they were smiling, filled with a sort of wicked amusement. There was lust and satisfaction there as well. And…something else he couldn’t quite name. But when his gaze drifted down to those ruby red lips and Jae’s tongue snuck out and swept across their luscious curves, he threw his head back with a feral growl and, slamming into him one last time, spilled his seed.
It was the climax to end all climaxes. As his hips continued to plunge, automatically now, Yunho thought his life was literally flowing into Jae as the orgasm seemed neverending and he felt his strength waning. He had never had such a strong, bountiful climax before. Only Jae could draw such a reaction from him, he was sure. No one else had ever affected him like that.
When the tremors finally ceased, he slipped out of Jae and fell beside him, his chest heaving as he fought for his breath.
“Well… That was certainly something,” Jaejoong purred.
Yunho laughed. “I’ll say.”
Jae stretched, arching like a graceful cat, before sitting up. “It was nice to…reconnect like this. We should do it again sometime.” He looked about the room for his clothes. “I should probably get going, though. I’ve got to call my manager to…”
Yunho wrapped an arm around Jae’s waist, pulling him back down to the bed and rolling on top of him.
“Nuh-uh. You’re not going anywhere.”
Jaejoong’s brows furrowed. “Yunho…”
“You’re not leaving here until you come for me.”
“I already came,” Jae reminded him. “You definitely made sure of that.
Yunho lowered his head so that his mouth was right next to Jaejoong’s ear. “Not with me inside you, you didn’t.”
Jaejoong gasped, shocked at his blunt words.
Sliding over, Yunho flipped Jaejoong onto his stomach and pulled him up to his knees. As he shifted between his spread legs and slid into him again, he whispered, “Now that I’ve found you again, I’m never letting you go.”
Three months later…
Jaejoong stared down at the ring glittering on his right hand, entranced by the way the light bounced off the stones circling the platinum base.
“Jaejoong!” his manager called. “Are you listening to me?”
Jae raised his head slowly, his expression calm and nonchalant as he cocked a brow in question.
“I said that since this is your last performance, you should probably make a little speech after. You know, thanking fans for their support, for helping you win weekly on the music shows and all the charts you’ve topped, etc. As the leader, it’s only right that you should do it.”
Jae nodded carelessly then went back to staring at the ring, ignoring his manager’s exasperated sigh.
It was a gift - one of many - from Yunho, given to him on his birthday. There was a matching bracelet and necklace, both hidden by the long sleeve and high neck, respectively, of his costume. JaeMi had one too, the bracelet and the necklace at least, given to her by the man himself on her birthday. It was one thing for her brother to date her favorite idol - and she’d certainly been ecstatic when she’d finally found out -, but it was another thing altogether to have him make an appearance at her birthday party and present her with a gift that he’d had specially designed for her. To say that she’d had a happy birthday was an understatement. Both of the siblings’ sets were similar enough to be mistaken for a matching or “couple” set but styled differently to suit their individual tastes. Plus, JaeMi’s lacked one important feature.
The ring was of special significance. It was a birthday gift but also marked the two-month anniversary of the night they’d rekindled…whatever it was they had. They never really talked about it, though Jae knew, would be blind not to see, that Yunho was in love with him. He felt something, something strong that he’d never felt before, but he didn’t see the need to rush to put a name to it and Yunho seemed content enough with what they had. He wasn’t looking for anyone else at least.
“Yunho!” Manager Seo exclaimed, drawing Jae’s attention again. “What are you doing here?”
Jae turned to see Yunho standing just inside the dressing room, looking handsome in casual wear, a bright smile plastered on his face.
“I just came to wish the boys good luck on their final performance. They’ve done remarkably well, better than any other group that debuted this year. I wouldn’t be surprised if they walked away with a few trophies at the end of year awards.”
That announcement brought several whoops and catcalls from the other members and even Jae couldn’t resist the smile that tugged at his lips. Though he was Yunho’s main focus, Yunho had also taken his brothers under his wing. That made him even more attractive in Jae’s eyes.
“I also have a special surprise for you guys…”
More cheering erupted.
Yunho chuckled. “…but I have to talk it over with your leader first. Can you give us a minute?”
There was a loud, dramatic groan from Yuki. “But he’s worse than Manager Seo. Such a taskmaster,” he grumbled.
“Jaejoong, don’t you dare ruin this for us, whatever it is,” Kaze threatened jokingly as he headed out the door.
Jin was the last to leave, as usual, and the pained look he shot Jaejoong caused a dull ache in his chest.
Since he and Yunho had gotten together, things had become even more complicated and strained between him and Jin. He’d kept his promise and didn’t bring up his feelings for Jae anymore, or not often, but it was still there in the longing looks and hard glares directed at Yunho.
“I don’t think Jin likes me very much,” Yunho commented.
Jaejoong’s eyes shot up to his. “Why do you say that?”
Yunho shrugged. “Dunno. I just get a feeling from him, a kind of strong dislike. Is he in love with you or something?”
Jae sighed. “He seems to think so.”
Yunho’s eyes widened. “Seriously? What…”
Jaejoong shook his head. “Let’s not go there. Please. I need to stay focused.”
Yunho battled with the urge to protect what was his but relented. “Okay.”
“What did you want to talk about?”
“Well…” Yunho reached for Jaejoong’s ringed hand, an almost identical ring shining on the long, slender ring-finger of his left hand. “I had an idea.”
Jaejoong frowned. “Should I be worried?”
Yunho rolled his eyes. “You’re such a pessimist. Anyway, I was thinking that my group is on a break right now and Fate’s promotions end today so…why don’t we take a trip somewhere?”
Jaejoong’s eyes went wide. “A trip? Just the two of us?”
Yunho chuckled. “While I would give anything to have you all to myself for a few weeks, even I’m not brave enough to attempt pulling that off. No, I was thinking you and the boys and Jinho and I could rent somewhere and just relax for a bit. There’s a place we’ve been going to for years whenever we’ve all gone on vacation together. The company found it for us. It’s private property, no helicopters or planes allowed overhead, so it’s pretty impenetrable by the media. Plus, we use decoys whenever we’re going undercover for a while so they never actually see us leave. We’re pros at this so you don’t have to worry about getting caught or anyone finding out about us.”
Jae cocked a brow. “People already know about us,” he said wryly.
Yunho smiled and gently brushed back an errant lock of hair on Jae’s forehead. “That’s true. But those that do would never breathe a word to the press. As for the fans, it’s merely speculation. I’m your attentive, mentoring hyung, that’s all. They also ship you and Jin. I don’t see you worrying about that.”
“That’s because there’s nothing there.”
Now it was Yunho’s turn to cock a brow. “Oh really? You could’ve fooled me.”
Jaejoong elbowed him in the stomach and stood up. “Let that go.” Sighing, he turned to face Yunho. “So you really want to do this?”
Yunho tenderly cupped his face. “I just want to be with you, spend time with you.”
“And you think you can pull it off without a hitch?”
“It’ll be easy, promise.”
Jaejoong thought it over a moment longer. They were company sunbae and hoobae so there would be no problem if the groups were caught vacationing together. It was ensuring that they weren’t caught that was his biggest concern. Yunho was a pro, having been in the business for over a decade, but he was also in love and that might cause him to be sloppy. Jae didn’t want him jeopardizing his career. Not for him. And he couldn’t risk ruining his group’s reputation. As the leader, he had to put them first. But he also owed Yunho his trust.
Ugh, when had life become so complicated?
“Fine,” he finally said.
With a loud whoop of his own, Yunho snatched him off his feet, spinning him around as he claimed his lips.
“You won’t regret it.”
I certainly hope not, Jae thought.