Shifting Fortunes 16/19
Title: Shifting Fortunes 16/19
Rating: NC -17
Pairings: Yunho/Jaejoong, Yoochun/Junsu, Changmin/Fic OC, Past!Jaejoong/Heechul, Eunhyuk/Donghae, Kyuhyun/Sungmin, Yesung/Ryeowook, ninja!Leeteuk/Kangin
Disclaimer: If I owned them, I'd make them act this out.
Summary: Jaejoong was raised in riches. Yunho has struggled most of his life just to keep food in his stomach. Jaejoong leaves his family and ends up working beside Yunho at a farm in the mountains. In a world of uncertainties, what is Jaejoong willing to give up in order to have everything?
A/N: Anything in italics is the present day, and then the fic goes back in time.
Part 16: Yunho's Heartbreak
Poster credit goes to sahmin I love you, my Failverto! ♥♥♥
YUNHO
Nothing coherent flew through Yunho’s mind. Pain, yes, lots of that, and images, memories of being with Jae, and then similar thoughts about Jae being with Heechul. Laughing at him, as he let Heechul fuck him. Laughing and making pouty lips while Jae and Heechul held hands and laughed and danced and played around.
He didn’t go to bed that night. He didn’t even go in the house. He ignored Yoosu and stalked to the far side of the barn. He punched the weathered wood, hit it until it cracked and his knuckles bled, and then hit it some more until he couldn’t feel his hand or wrist or arm.
A tiny voice told him that he probably broke his hand. He gave the barn wall one more good punch for breaking his hand, and then slid down the wall and into the snow.
That was where Kibum found him the next morning. Yunho shrugged off his questions and offers of help and went inside. He wrapped his hand, skipped breakfast and went back outside.
He worked hard, clearing ice from the barn and animal pens. The shots of pain from his hand were just reminders of what happened when you put too much of yourself into one person. He never should have gone to that show, he never should have thought that Jae had stayed faithful, especially with Heechul right there. He still loved Heechul. He never should have started anything with Jae to begin with.
Am I still allowed to love you?
No. Never, ever again.
With a frustrated cry, Yunho threw the ice pick into the barn wall.
“Yunho!” Jonghyun shouted.
Yunho ignored the reprimand and stalked into the house. He tossed off his boots at the foyer, and then left a trail of wet clothes up to the bathroom. He started the shower, turned the heat up as high as he could stand it and tried to burn away his tears.
The first letter showed up two days later. Yunho left it by his plate, unopened. As did he the one after that. The third day, he realized that Junsu had been opening them and reading them, so the fourth one he tore up.
That night, he climbed the stairs to the attic later than the others. He stood in the doorway for a moment, eyes lingering on Kangteuk. As always, Kangin was lying on his stomach. Leeteuk’s leg was thrown over him. Their heads were together. If they hadn’t been asleep, it would have looked like Leeteuk was moving in for a kiss. And Yoosu. He smiled when he looked at them. Junsu had to cuddle, Yoochun needed his space. Somehow they always managed to fall asleep with Junsu curled tightly against Yoochun’s body. His best friends. Well, maybe. They were reading Jae’s letters behind his back. And Yunho knew they’d take Jae’s side.
Take Jae’s side? The man is writing you letters. You think that if he didn’t love you, he’d be writing you letters?
Yunho scowled. It didn’t make sense. This was a perfect time for Jae to make a clean break.
But what if the letters are nothing more than Jae trying to ease your broken heart?
Yunho definitely didn’t want to read that.
He took a deep breath. Well, he’d been living without Jae for six months. This wasn’t any different. Except now there was just no way that he’d get back with him. During those long months without him, Yunho always knew that once things settled Jae would come back for him. Instead he went back to Heechul
Are you really surprised though? He’s always loved Heechul.
Yunho pushed that away. How many times did he have to remind himself of that? That he was nothing more than what Donghae said. A passing fancy, something for a rich man to do when he got bored.
He stalked into the room and to his bed. He picked up the pillow and blanket from the floor, and then nudged Seungri. The kid barely stirred, but slid over and Yunho lay down next to him.
He didn’t sleep. He watched the pale moon light turn to that gray glow of dawn, and then brighten as the sun rose. With the sun, came sounds from the surrounding beds. Seungri woke up, seemed startled to find him there, but didn’t say anything. No one said anything to him until Yoochun came and sat on the bed.
“Jae sent me a contract,” he said.
Yunho glanced at him with raised eyebrows.
“He wants to sing Love Bye Love, but his management says he can’t until I sign a contract. He said to read it and mark the passages I don’t agree with and his lawyer will negotiate the terms, but I don’t get it. I tried, and Junsu read it and well, everyone has read it. Leeteuk says he understands most of it, but you’re the smartest here, Yunho. Will you read it for me?”
“Of course, I will.”
Yoochun went to his chest and then brought back a thick sheaf of papers. “It’s pretty complicated.”
Yunho read through the entire thing once and then shook his head. “You are definitely NOT signing this.”
Leeteuk came over and sat by him. “That’s what I told him. I knew it was bad, but I couldn’t find the specifics.”
“Grab me a pen,” Yunho said.
Yoochun pulled one out from behind his ear.
Yunho took it and started marking passages. “This paragraph says that you’re going to give up all rights to calling Love Bye Love yours. This paragraph says that the next five songs you write are automatically the property of SM Entertainment and you won’t be getting paid for them. This paragraph says that you get a lump sum of ten thousand won, but then you waive any rights to any profits made from the album it gets put on. This paragraph says that any performer can sing your song, not just Jaejoong. And this paragraph says that if you try to say the song is yours, SM will sue you.”
Yunho looked up into Yoochun’s startled face, and then he grinned. “Yeah, don’t sign this. I’m not a lawyer, but I’ll write some stuff for you. Like your demands and stuff, and then you can send this back to Jaejoong and maybe his lawyer will get rid of some of these clauses. I can’t believe people actually sign these things without reading them.”
Yoochun gave him a big hug. “Thanks, Yunnie.”
Yunho soaked up the contact, inhaled that scent that was Yoochun. God, he missed this. Missed being this close to someone and being held. He made some noise, and then Yoochun’s arms were tightening around him, holding him closer. Tears that he had been holding back finally fell in heavy gasps. Another set of arms he knew wrapped around him from behind. Soft lips pressed kisses along his neck, and Junsu’s quiet voice whispered reassurances at him.
“I know you don’t want to hear this,” Yoochun whispered, “but Jae loves you.”
Yunho tried to pull away, but they both held him there.
“He does. He wasn’t doing anything with Heechul in the bathroom. Heechul attacked him. Yesung says that Heechul’s been trying to get Jae back since he first moved to Seoul, but Jae does nothing to encourage it. Yesung says that within the last week, Jae’s had Heechul physically removed from the practice room and the prep rooms after his performances. He refuses to be alone with Heechul and only hangs out with him when Eunhae or Siwon is there.”
Yunho finally pushed him away. Yoochun let him go. He got up and started getting dressed.
Yoochun sighed. “Just think about it.”
“It’s all I can think about,” Yunho muttered.
“Read one of his letters. He loves you.”
Yunho shook his head. “I won’t let him do this to me again. It’s better this way anyway. He’s down there. I’m up here. Heechul can have him.”
Yoochun sighed again and got up. “Thanks for reading this for me. I’ll keep you updated.”
Yunho nodded.
After another week of not reading Jae’s letters, it seemed that Yoochun’s patience had grown thin. He cornered Yunho in the living room, sat on his lap with his arms crossed and glared at him. Yunho looked beyond him to see Junsu and Kangteuk blocking the doorway.
“You’re being a prissy girl about this,” Yoochun said.
“A stubborn asshole,” Kangin corrected.
“Fuck you guys,” Yunho said. “It’s not any of your business.”
“You’re our friend, Yunnie,” Leeteuk said. “That makes it our business.”
“Junsu,” Yoochun said.
Junsu unfolded a paper and started reading. “Dear Yunho, I miss you. A lot. And I love you. I told you before that I can’t just turn that off. I don’t plan on it. Ever.”
Yunho tried to dislodge Yoochun from his lap.
“Listen to it,” Yoochun growled.
“No.”
Junsu kept reading. “I know that you probably aren’t reading this. Junsu says you just tear up my letters, and I understand. But I still need to write it. I still need to think that you know what I’m saying, and that you know what I’m feeling. I don’t love Heechul anymore. I haven’t for a really long time. What I feel for you is love. And I have never ever felt this way about Heechul. I couldn’t care less if Heechul never talked to me again. Hell, I’d welcome it. But you, the thought of never seeing you again, never hearing your voice, it hurts.”
Yunho wasn’t sure when he started crying, but Junsu stopped reading.
“He loves you,” Yoochun said as he got off Yunho’s lap. “Write to him. Even if it is just to tell him to leave you alone. At least then the poor guy can start trying to get over you.”
Leeteuk handed him a piece of paper and a pen. He stared at them as the guys shuffled out. Junsu left Jae’s letter on the table. He stared at it for a long time, let tears trickle down his face. He even managed to pick up the pen and then stared longer.
He remembered their last day by the river. Well, he tried. He thought he had memorized everything, everything about how Jae felt and smelled and tasted, but he couldn’t remember it all. The only thing clear in his mind was Jae, his pants open and lips kissed, coming out of that door with Heechul’s hands on him.
He threw the pen across the room, stood up and stalked out.
Yoochun was waiting for him just outside the door. “Couldn’t do it, huh?”
“Shut up.”
Yoochun followed him up the stairs. “There’s something else you need to know, since it’s pretty obvious that Jae never told you.”
“Oh, so he’s been keeping secrets from me, too. Nice.”
“Yunho, just listen.”
“No thanks,” he said and went to the bathroom. Yoochun stopped the door from closing with his foot. Yunho glared at him, but went about getting a shower going anyway.
“Heechul abused him.”
Yunho stopped and met Yoochun’s eyes in the mirror.
“I don’t know details,” Yoochun said, “because Jae wouldn’t talk about it, even after I confronted him about it. But Jae didn’t know any better. Not until he met you. Heechul was everything to him. Did you ever notice that Jae never topped with you?”
“How do you know that?”
Yoochun rolled his eyes. “Come on, you can just tell. I’m pretty sure it’s because Jae has never topped in his life and he’s probably so used to bottoming that the subject never came up. And I know you, Yunho. You like it both ways. Remember the American?”
Yunho scoffed. Of course he remembered the American. Yoochun walked in on them more than once. “That was a long time ago.”
“But it proves my point. You like it both ways.”
“And?”
“And now that Jae knows how good sex can be, you think he’s going to go back into an abusive relationship? He told me about that day in the bathroom. Heechul was trying to force him.”
Yunho leaned his head against the wall. “So I’m supposed to go back to him because he was abused.”
“No. This is just so you understand that Jae is telling the truth. He doesn’t love Heechul. He loves you.”
“Do you have any idea how that felt?” Yunho demanded. “Watching him walk out of that bathroom with Heechul’s hands on him, like he’d just been thoroughly fucked?”
Yoochun grinned. “Yeah. I feel the same way any time I walk into a room and find Junsu in your lap.”
Yunho glanced at him quickly.
Yoochun laughed. “Calm down. I know you two aren’t doing anything. I know that Junsu is incredibly affectionate, but this little green monster called jealousy still bubbles up anytime he gives you a kiss or a hug.”
“I didn’t know.”
Yoochun shrugged. “It’s not a huge deal. But I know you, Yunnie. Sure, that night hurt. Seeing him in that circumstance must have been painful, but underneath that, you just wanted to fling Heechul’s hands off him, and claim Jae as yours.”
“Maybe.”
“Jae is yours. It may take you awhile longer to figure that out, but he’s yours.”
Yoochun left abruptly. Yunho shut and locked the door. He climbed in the shower and thought about this revelation. He thought for a moment that Yoochun was making it up, but Yunho knew about Junsu, knew about the man that almost destroyed him when he was fourteen. He knew that Yoochun hadn’t been there, and continually blamed himself for it. There’s no way that Yoochun would lie about something like this.
Yunho was still upset with Jae, but he knew now that the next time he saw Heechul, someone was going to have to keep him from punching the jack ass.
Part 17: Jaejoong's Heartbreak
Part 15: Jaejoong's Decision
Part 14: Yunho's Decision
Part 13: A Series of Letters
Part 12: Yunho's Goodbye
Part 11: Jaejoong's Opportunity
Part 10: Yunho's Second Taste of Luxury
Part 9: Jaejoong's Invitation
Part 8: Yunho's First Taste of Luxury
Part 7: Jaejoong's Confession
Part 6: Yunho's Culture Shock
Part 5: Jaejoong's Past
Part 4: Yunho's Sanctuary
Part 3: Jaejoong's New Life
Part 2: Yunho's New Roommate
Part 1: Jaejoong's Predicament
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Rating: NC -17
Pairings: Yunho/Jaejoong, Yoochun/Junsu, Changmin/Fic OC, Past!Jaejoong/Heechul, Eunhyuk/Donghae, Kyuhyun/Sungmin, Yesung/Ryeowook, ninja!Leeteuk/Kangin
Disclaimer: If I owned them, I'd make them act this out.
Summary: Jaejoong was raised in riches. Yunho has struggled most of his life just to keep food in his stomach. Jaejoong leaves his family and ends up working beside Yunho at a farm in the mountains. In a world of uncertainties, what is Jaejoong willing to give up in order to have everything?
A/N: Anything in italics is the present day, and then the fic goes back in time.
Part 16: Yunho's Heartbreak
Poster credit goes to sahmin I love you, my Failverto! ♥♥♥
YUNHO
Nothing coherent flew through Yunho’s mind. Pain, yes, lots of that, and images, memories of being with Jae, and then similar thoughts about Jae being with Heechul. Laughing at him, as he let Heechul fuck him. Laughing and making pouty lips while Jae and Heechul held hands and laughed and danced and played around.
He didn’t go to bed that night. He didn’t even go in the house. He ignored Yoosu and stalked to the far side of the barn. He punched the weathered wood, hit it until it cracked and his knuckles bled, and then hit it some more until he couldn’t feel his hand or wrist or arm.
A tiny voice told him that he probably broke his hand. He gave the barn wall one more good punch for breaking his hand, and then slid down the wall and into the snow.
That was where Kibum found him the next morning. Yunho shrugged off his questions and offers of help and went inside. He wrapped his hand, skipped breakfast and went back outside.
He worked hard, clearing ice from the barn and animal pens. The shots of pain from his hand were just reminders of what happened when you put too much of yourself into one person. He never should have gone to that show, he never should have thought that Jae had stayed faithful, especially with Heechul right there. He still loved Heechul. He never should have started anything with Jae to begin with.
Am I still allowed to love you?
No. Never, ever again.
With a frustrated cry, Yunho threw the ice pick into the barn wall.
“Yunho!” Jonghyun shouted.
Yunho ignored the reprimand and stalked into the house. He tossed off his boots at the foyer, and then left a trail of wet clothes up to the bathroom. He started the shower, turned the heat up as high as he could stand it and tried to burn away his tears.
The first letter showed up two days later. Yunho left it by his plate, unopened. As did he the one after that. The third day, he realized that Junsu had been opening them and reading them, so the fourth one he tore up.
That night, he climbed the stairs to the attic later than the others. He stood in the doorway for a moment, eyes lingering on Kangteuk. As always, Kangin was lying on his stomach. Leeteuk’s leg was thrown over him. Their heads were together. If they hadn’t been asleep, it would have looked like Leeteuk was moving in for a kiss. And Yoosu. He smiled when he looked at them. Junsu had to cuddle, Yoochun needed his space. Somehow they always managed to fall asleep with Junsu curled tightly against Yoochun’s body. His best friends. Well, maybe. They were reading Jae’s letters behind his back. And Yunho knew they’d take Jae’s side.
Take Jae’s side? The man is writing you letters. You think that if he didn’t love you, he’d be writing you letters?
Yunho scowled. It didn’t make sense. This was a perfect time for Jae to make a clean break.
But what if the letters are nothing more than Jae trying to ease your broken heart?
Yunho definitely didn’t want to read that.
He took a deep breath. Well, he’d been living without Jae for six months. This wasn’t any different. Except now there was just no way that he’d get back with him. During those long months without him, Yunho always knew that once things settled Jae would come back for him. Instead he went back to Heechul
Are you really surprised though? He’s always loved Heechul.
Yunho pushed that away. How many times did he have to remind himself of that? That he was nothing more than what Donghae said. A passing fancy, something for a rich man to do when he got bored.
He stalked into the room and to his bed. He picked up the pillow and blanket from the floor, and then nudged Seungri. The kid barely stirred, but slid over and Yunho lay down next to him.
He didn’t sleep. He watched the pale moon light turn to that gray glow of dawn, and then brighten as the sun rose. With the sun, came sounds from the surrounding beds. Seungri woke up, seemed startled to find him there, but didn’t say anything. No one said anything to him until Yoochun came and sat on the bed.
“Jae sent me a contract,” he said.
Yunho glanced at him with raised eyebrows.
“He wants to sing Love Bye Love, but his management says he can’t until I sign a contract. He said to read it and mark the passages I don’t agree with and his lawyer will negotiate the terms, but I don’t get it. I tried, and Junsu read it and well, everyone has read it. Leeteuk says he understands most of it, but you’re the smartest here, Yunho. Will you read it for me?”
“Of course, I will.”
Yoochun went to his chest and then brought back a thick sheaf of papers. “It’s pretty complicated.”
Yunho read through the entire thing once and then shook his head. “You are definitely NOT signing this.”
Leeteuk came over and sat by him. “That’s what I told him. I knew it was bad, but I couldn’t find the specifics.”
“Grab me a pen,” Yunho said.
Yoochun pulled one out from behind his ear.
Yunho took it and started marking passages. “This paragraph says that you’re going to give up all rights to calling Love Bye Love yours. This paragraph says that the next five songs you write are automatically the property of SM Entertainment and you won’t be getting paid for them. This paragraph says that you get a lump sum of ten thousand won, but then you waive any rights to any profits made from the album it gets put on. This paragraph says that any performer can sing your song, not just Jaejoong. And this paragraph says that if you try to say the song is yours, SM will sue you.”
Yunho looked up into Yoochun’s startled face, and then he grinned. “Yeah, don’t sign this. I’m not a lawyer, but I’ll write some stuff for you. Like your demands and stuff, and then you can send this back to Jaejoong and maybe his lawyer will get rid of some of these clauses. I can’t believe people actually sign these things without reading them.”
Yoochun gave him a big hug. “Thanks, Yunnie.”
Yunho soaked up the contact, inhaled that scent that was Yoochun. God, he missed this. Missed being this close to someone and being held. He made some noise, and then Yoochun’s arms were tightening around him, holding him closer. Tears that he had been holding back finally fell in heavy gasps. Another set of arms he knew wrapped around him from behind. Soft lips pressed kisses along his neck, and Junsu’s quiet voice whispered reassurances at him.
“I know you don’t want to hear this,” Yoochun whispered, “but Jae loves you.”
Yunho tried to pull away, but they both held him there.
“He does. He wasn’t doing anything with Heechul in the bathroom. Heechul attacked him. Yesung says that Heechul’s been trying to get Jae back since he first moved to Seoul, but Jae does nothing to encourage it. Yesung says that within the last week, Jae’s had Heechul physically removed from the practice room and the prep rooms after his performances. He refuses to be alone with Heechul and only hangs out with him when Eunhae or Siwon is there.”
Yunho finally pushed him away. Yoochun let him go. He got up and started getting dressed.
Yoochun sighed. “Just think about it.”
“It’s all I can think about,” Yunho muttered.
“Read one of his letters. He loves you.”
Yunho shook his head. “I won’t let him do this to me again. It’s better this way anyway. He’s down there. I’m up here. Heechul can have him.”
Yoochun sighed again and got up. “Thanks for reading this for me. I’ll keep you updated.”
Yunho nodded.
After another week of not reading Jae’s letters, it seemed that Yoochun’s patience had grown thin. He cornered Yunho in the living room, sat on his lap with his arms crossed and glared at him. Yunho looked beyond him to see Junsu and Kangteuk blocking the doorway.
“You’re being a prissy girl about this,” Yoochun said.
“A stubborn asshole,” Kangin corrected.
“Fuck you guys,” Yunho said. “It’s not any of your business.”
“You’re our friend, Yunnie,” Leeteuk said. “That makes it our business.”
“Junsu,” Yoochun said.
Junsu unfolded a paper and started reading. “Dear Yunho, I miss you. A lot. And I love you. I told you before that I can’t just turn that off. I don’t plan on it. Ever.”
Yunho tried to dislodge Yoochun from his lap.
“Listen to it,” Yoochun growled.
“No.”
Junsu kept reading. “I know that you probably aren’t reading this. Junsu says you just tear up my letters, and I understand. But I still need to write it. I still need to think that you know what I’m saying, and that you know what I’m feeling. I don’t love Heechul anymore. I haven’t for a really long time. What I feel for you is love. And I have never ever felt this way about Heechul. I couldn’t care less if Heechul never talked to me again. Hell, I’d welcome it. But you, the thought of never seeing you again, never hearing your voice, it hurts.”
Yunho wasn’t sure when he started crying, but Junsu stopped reading.
“He loves you,” Yoochun said as he got off Yunho’s lap. “Write to him. Even if it is just to tell him to leave you alone. At least then the poor guy can start trying to get over you.”
Leeteuk handed him a piece of paper and a pen. He stared at them as the guys shuffled out. Junsu left Jae’s letter on the table. He stared at it for a long time, let tears trickle down his face. He even managed to pick up the pen and then stared longer.
He remembered their last day by the river. Well, he tried. He thought he had memorized everything, everything about how Jae felt and smelled and tasted, but he couldn’t remember it all. The only thing clear in his mind was Jae, his pants open and lips kissed, coming out of that door with Heechul’s hands on him.
He threw the pen across the room, stood up and stalked out.
Yoochun was waiting for him just outside the door. “Couldn’t do it, huh?”
“Shut up.”
Yoochun followed him up the stairs. “There’s something else you need to know, since it’s pretty obvious that Jae never told you.”
“Oh, so he’s been keeping secrets from me, too. Nice.”
“Yunho, just listen.”
“No thanks,” he said and went to the bathroom. Yoochun stopped the door from closing with his foot. Yunho glared at him, but went about getting a shower going anyway.
“Heechul abused him.”
Yunho stopped and met Yoochun’s eyes in the mirror.
“I don’t know details,” Yoochun said, “because Jae wouldn’t talk about it, even after I confronted him about it. But Jae didn’t know any better. Not until he met you. Heechul was everything to him. Did you ever notice that Jae never topped with you?”
“How do you know that?”
Yoochun rolled his eyes. “Come on, you can just tell. I’m pretty sure it’s because Jae has never topped in his life and he’s probably so used to bottoming that the subject never came up. And I know you, Yunho. You like it both ways. Remember the American?”
Yunho scoffed. Of course he remembered the American. Yoochun walked in on them more than once. “That was a long time ago.”
“But it proves my point. You like it both ways.”
“And?”
“And now that Jae knows how good sex can be, you think he’s going to go back into an abusive relationship? He told me about that day in the bathroom. Heechul was trying to force him.”
Yunho leaned his head against the wall. “So I’m supposed to go back to him because he was abused.”
“No. This is just so you understand that Jae is telling the truth. He doesn’t love Heechul. He loves you.”
“Do you have any idea how that felt?” Yunho demanded. “Watching him walk out of that bathroom with Heechul’s hands on him, like he’d just been thoroughly fucked?”
Yoochun grinned. “Yeah. I feel the same way any time I walk into a room and find Junsu in your lap.”
Yunho glanced at him quickly.
Yoochun laughed. “Calm down. I know you two aren’t doing anything. I know that Junsu is incredibly affectionate, but this little green monster called jealousy still bubbles up anytime he gives you a kiss or a hug.”
“I didn’t know.”
Yoochun shrugged. “It’s not a huge deal. But I know you, Yunnie. Sure, that night hurt. Seeing him in that circumstance must have been painful, but underneath that, you just wanted to fling Heechul’s hands off him, and claim Jae as yours.”
“Maybe.”
“Jae is yours. It may take you awhile longer to figure that out, but he’s yours.”
Yoochun left abruptly. Yunho shut and locked the door. He climbed in the shower and thought about this revelation. He thought for a moment that Yoochun was making it up, but Yunho knew about Junsu, knew about the man that almost destroyed him when he was fourteen. He knew that Yoochun hadn’t been there, and continually blamed himself for it. There’s no way that Yoochun would lie about something like this.
Yunho was still upset with Jae, but he knew now that the next time he saw Heechul, someone was going to have to keep him from punching the jack ass.
Part 17: Jaejoong's Heartbreak
Part 15: Jaejoong's Decision
Part 14: Yunho's Decision
Part 13: A Series of Letters
Part 12: Yunho's Goodbye
Part 11: Jaejoong's Opportunity
Part 10: Yunho's Second Taste of Luxury
Part 9: Jaejoong's Invitation
Part 8: Yunho's First Taste of Luxury
Part 7: Jaejoong's Confession
Part 6: Yunho's Culture Shock
Part 5: Jaejoong's Past
Part 4: Yunho's Sanctuary
Part 3: Jaejoong's New Life
Part 2: Yunho's New Roommate
Part 1: Jaejoong's Predicament
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