[FiC] Changed - Chapter 10
→ Changed
→ YunJae | Slight YooSu | Slight 2Min
→ 10/27
→ NC17 [JunChun]
→ Angst | Romance | humor | Fluff | Smut
→ Yunho came from London after four year with his degree. He was composed, serious and successful; the total opposite from his old playboy, reckless and wild self during high school. He met his only best friend from high school, who was the ultimate geek who worked hard to achieve his goals, in a club. He was shocked to see how his friend had turned into a prostitute. Yunho then realized how much his friend had changed and how their roles had been reversed.
→ Beta/Basic Plot -> kkogi
Chapter 10: Junsu
Junsu pushed Yoochun against the door of his apartment and kissed him. Yoochun groaned from the power of the kiss and he pressed his lips back. Junsu’s hands didn’t hesitate to move under Yoochun’s shirt, touching and trailing on hot skin.
“Ahh, Junsu”
Yoochun moaned when Junsu’s teeth attacked his neck. Junsu bit his neck with his teeth while his hand played with his nipple, squeezing, pinching and stroking.
“I-nside, Su, inside”
Yoochun managed to say in between suppressed moans. Junsu smirked and kissed him one last time before getting the key of the door from his pocket. Yoochun took that opportunity to breath, the air in his lung was sucked by Junsu’s kisses and hot ministration.
Junsu pushed the door open and dragged Yoochun behind him; he closed the door and walked with Yoochun’s hands in his further inside the house.
“Wow, nice place” Yoochun said liking the feeling of Junsu’s house. Junsu didn’t respond and dragged him to his room. He threw Yoochun on the bed and climbed on top of him and kissed him hard.
“I want you” Junsu whispered licking Yoochun’s ears and biting his lobe. Yoochun moaned and grabbed Junsu by his neck and smashed their lips together in a heated kiss. Junsu caught the hem of Yoochun’s shirt in his hand and tugged it up. Yoochun broke the kiss for a second to get rid of the unwanted garment and kissed Junsu again.
Junsu broke the kiss and removed all his clothes at once and went back on top of Yoochun, he removed the remaining of Yoochun’s clothes until they were both naked, skin rubbing against skin.
Junsu moaned when Yoochun stroked him, he kissed Yoochun’s neck while thrusting in his hands, loving the friction of his hands on his cock.
“Faster Chunnie, more”
Yoochun planted a kiss on Junsu’s panting lips and flipped him on his back. He sucked his right nipple and bit them with his teeth. Junsu moaned and arched with a cry. Yoochun lowered his head planting a trail of kisses down Junsu’s body. He looked at Junsu’s gapped mouth and sweaty face and sucked the tip of his cock and stroked the base. Junsu threw his head back and spread his legs wider; he held Yoochun’s head in his hand and thrust in his mouth.
“Faster, oh God harder please”
Yoochun complied and sucked harder; he sneaked his hands and started stroking himself with the same speed he sucked Junsu with. He coated his fingers with his own pre-cum and pushed a finger inside his own hole. He moaned when he pushed the finger in, his moans sent vibration up Junsu’s erection to his spine. He stretched himself wider with two fingers and then three.
“I’m, ahh, so close, oh God”
Junsu moaned arching his back and bucking his hips. Yoochun removed Junsu’s erection from his mouth and licked his lips.
“I want you to come inside me”
Yoochun whispered and kissed Junsu passionately. Junsu was about to flip him when Yoochun pushed him to the bed again and held his hands above his head.
“Yoochun what the, Oh God”
Yoochun lowered himself on Junsu’s cock, pushing it inside himself deeper. He wanted it so bad, so he slammed himself down on Junsu’s erection. He screamed at the invasion and closed his eyes trying to adjust to the size. His hands left Junsu’s hands and clinched Junsu’s chest instead. He felt soothing fingers tracing the lines on his back. He bit his lips and tried to lift himself up only to thrust down again.
“Oh, Su, please”
Junsu bucked his hips forward; Yoochun whimpered and held Junsu’s shoulder. He pushed himself up and then slammed back on Junsu’s cock. He soon picked a new pace and kept bouncing on Junsu’s lap. Junsu couldn’t take the pleasure anymore and thrust up meeting Yoochun’s hips. He rammed into him faster and harder, and Yoochun’s mouth kept producing music to Junsu’s ears.
Yoochun’s head fall on Junsu’s shoulder and that caused his body to arch down, giving Junsu a new angle to thrash in.
“Ohh, yes, God, harder su, god please”
Junsu tugged Yoochun’s cock and stroked it hard and fast. He felt pleasure rising in his body and with a shudder he lost himself in Yoochun’s warmth. Yoochun bit Junsu’s neck and with a groan he too shot his load on Junsu’s hand and stomach.
Yoochun lay on top of Junsu, his breath was hitched and his voice was husky.
“That… was good” He said with panting voice and kissed Junsu softly.
“Yes it was” Junsu hugged him and slowly slipped out of yoochun and laid him beside him on the bed.
“Hmmm, I love cuddling” Yoochun murmured nuzzling Junsu’s neck.
“Come here” Junsu said brining him closer. Yoochun sighed.
“What was that for?”
“I just don’t want to leave”
“Then don’t!”
“But, my mom would freak out if I spend the night out”
“And you are a very filial son”
“Yes I am. Family is the most important”
Junsu kept quiet. The family talk was always a sensitive issue for him.
“Su? What’s wrong?”
Junsu couldn’t speak. He straightened his back and rested it against the headboard. He let a long breath out of his mouth and his lips were trembling. Yoochun sat next to him and stroked his hear.
“Baby? What’s wrong?”
“Nothing”
Yoochun frowned and turned Junsu’s face until their eyes met.
“I thought we would never hide anything from each other”
Junsu sighed and wrapped his arms around Yoochun’s shoulder and buried his face in his neck.
“It’s about Hyung”
“What about hyung?”
“He… he is hurting himself for me”
Yoochun tried to lock his eyes with Junsu but Junsu held him in place and hugged him tighter.
“What do you mean hurt himself?”
“He… God it’s so difficult to tell”
“It’s ok, take your time baby”
Junsu breathed heavily and dug his nails into Yoochun’s back. Yoochun felt a sting of pain but didn’t wince or complain, wanting to listen to Junsu till the end.
“Jae hyung job is… it’s disgraceful”
“Like drug dealing?” Yoochun thought about the worst of the worst.
“No”
“Is he a thief?”
“No” Junsu whined.
“An assassin?” Junsu hit his back and Yoochun chuckled.
“Oh come on, what’s so disgraceful? There is no bad jobs in the world unless it’s prostitution and I don’t think he is doing this”
Junsu’s body stiffened and his nails dug deeper in Yoochun’s back. Yoochun winced this time and noticed Junsu’s state. His eyes widened and then he grabbed Junus’s shoulders and made him face him. Junsu’s head was low; he couldn’t meet Yoochun’s eyes.
“Prostitution?” Yoochun asked in disbelieve again. Junsu’s eyes glistered and a tear dropped down his cheek; he nodded.
Yoochun hugged him hard and kissed his head.
“It’s ok, calm down. He must have his reasons baby”
Junsu shook his head and started sobbing, his hands clutching the bed sheet underneath him and his face buried in Yoochun’s chest. He couldn’t take this anymore. He couldn’t keep this secret to himself. He needed to tell someone how he felt, how his brother’s job had affected him. He wanted to explain to someone the reasons for his harsh treatment to his brother. But he never had anyone before. Now he had Yoochun, and he trusted him so much.
“I hate it” He whispered with hoarse voice. “I hate it so much, and I hate myself so fucking much”
“Shhh” Yoochun held him closer and rocked him in his hold. “Why do you hate yourself?”
Junsu swallowed the knot in his throat. “I treat him like shit”
“How bad?” Yoochun frowned and pushed Junsu to sit in front of him. He looked at him in the eyes and spoke gently.
“Very bad”
“He is doing it for you right? You said he is doing this for you, so why do you treat him so badly?”
“I don’t know, I… I hate how he sells his body for the money. I hate this money, I hate it. And then he… I want him to stop”
Junsu’s tears kept flowing and his hands clenched tighter.
“Junsu?”
“No… I thought I can help him, I thought if I treated him badly then he would stop. So I kept acting like a fucking jerk, and kept hurting and hurting and hurting him”
“Why would you do that?” Yoochun shook Junsu’s shoulders softly. Junsu’s sobs only got louder.
“I don’t know. I just didn’t know what to do, and he wouldn’t accept any help. I-I- what should I do? I didn’t even hug him for almost a year, a fucking year. God, I’m such a bastard”
“Did you ask him to stop?” Yoochun asked feeling sorry for Junsu. He held him and helped him rest his head on his shoulder. “Did you Su?”
“I did, almost two years ago. I just… I didn’t know how hard it was for him, and the money kept coming, and where the hell was it coming from. But then there were the hickeys and the weird walk and the late nights out and then they told me, and I asked him to stop but he said I shouldn’t care and… How couldn’t I care? He is my brother and I… I really love him, but he is hurting, and I’m hurting him too”
“Do you want to know what I think about this?”
Yoochun said slowly stroking Junsu’s bare back. Junsu nodded and wiped his tears. Yoochun held his chin and looked at his eyes and smiled.
“I think I understand you, you love your brother but you don’t want him to hurt himself like this for you. You feel guilty and helpless whenever he gives you the money, whenever you enter this beautiful house, whenever you go to school and even when you wear your clothes”
Junsu’s eyes welled and his tears flew silently on his cheeks. What yoochun said was right. He hated himself everyday he touched or used anything that Jaejoong had paid for. He always felt a sting of pain whenever he saw Jaejoong going out of the house. He felt even more devoured in his guilt, whenever he shot a hurtful word against Jaejoong who always took his harsh words and treatments with a caring yet painful smile.
“You don’t know what to do so you try to treat him bad, so that he would sense your anger and dislike and quite what he is doing. But every time you hurt him, you hurt yourself, am I right Junsu?”
Junsu nodded and lowered his head. Yoochun held it high again.
“This is not how we fix our problems baby. We don’t hurt the people we love to make them change. We tell them how much we care about them, how much we love them. We tell them that when they do what they do, we get hurt, and we ask them with a hug and a plead to stop. We tell them that we are willing to offer a helping hand that we can make a change, we together, you and me, can build our house and live as a happy family”
Junsu bit his lips and his body shook with a suppressed sob. Yoochun hugged him again and Junsu let his tears flow.
“This is how you should help your hyung”
“I can’t” Junsu whispered between his sobs.
“Why not?”
“I don’t know, it’s so hard”
“Let’s take it slowly ok? Invite him to the competition”
Junsu broke the hug and looked at Yoochun with frowned brows.
“No, I won’t ask him to come to school. What if someone knows him?”
Yoochun was dumbstruck.
“Are you ashamed of your brother?”
Junsu didn’t answer.
“Answer me Su, are you?”
Junsu turned his head away.
Yoochun’s phone vibrated and he reached to look at the caller ID and sighed. He looked at Junsu and breathed heavily.
“I’m so disappointed in you” Yoochun said and hopped out of bed.
“Where are you going” Junsu asked wiping his tears. Yoochun was collecting his clothes and wearing them.
“I’m just wearing my clothes”
“Why?” Junsu wrapped the sheets around himself and sat on the bed looking at Yoochun getting dressed.
“I have to, because I’m going home”
“But…”
“I have to go Su… And please invite your brother to the competition”
“This is my business, I won’t invite him”
“I thought that you were a sweet, caring and loving person. Look Junsu, I really I don’t care how you treat me; I know that you love me, but I really care about how you treat your brother too. Family is important”
“And my family is my business too”
“Su baby, you are my boyfriend, and I care about you and I want the best for you. And the best for you lay in getting your relationship fixed with your brother”
“Damit Yoochun, don’t make me do something I don’t want do”
“You said you love him. You said you hate yourself for hurting him. You are not happy; I can see it in your eyes”
Yoochun finished wearing his clothes and walked closer to Junsu. He hugged him one last time and whispered in his ears.
“I don’t want you to get hurt. Please Su, just invite him ok? Don’t say anything to him, don’t apologize, don’t say anything comforting, just invite him. I’m sure this will break the brick of ice you’ve made between you two”
He kissed his head and turned around.
“I’ll call you when I reach home, ok?”
Junsu nodded and watched him walk out of the bedroom. He sat on the bed alone, thinking of what Yoochun just told him. He ruffled his hair and let a loud growl escape his mouth. He then went to the bathroom to take a quick shower to clean his body and his head.
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“You’re new job is paying you a lot of money”
Junsu said chewing on his apple. Jaejoong was laying on the new couch in their new apartment.
“Yeah it does”
“What do you work?”
“It’s a company, it doesn’t matter. Did you do your homework?”
“Yes I finished them all. Say hyung, is it okay to date boys?”
Jaejoong looked with the corner of his eyes to Junsu and smirked.
“You like someone?”
Junsu nodded. “He is the soccer team captain. He confessed to me today but I didn’t answer him back. I wanted to ask you first”
“If you like him, then you should date him” Jaejoong said smiling. He took the apple from Junsu’s hand and started eating it.
“Yah, that’s my apple. Go get yourself a new one, why steal mine?”
“Because it tastes better after you eat it. You know, the Junsu’s sweetness”
“Ewwww, just eat it, I don’t want it anymore”
Jaejoong chuckled and ruffled Junsu’s hair. After an hour he grabbed his wallet and phone and headed to the door.
“Where are you going? It’s late” Junsu asked drying his face.
“I have work”
“Now?”
“Yes, now. Go to sleep, you have school tomorrow. You’re in high school now, you have to work harder”
“I will, don’t worry. And don’t be late”
“I won’t. Good night”
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“Hyung? Are you alright? You’re limping!”
“I’m fine; I just twisted my ankle today in work”
“Geez, I told you to be careful”
“I will be next time”
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“Hey Junsu” Kyuhyun nudged Junsu.
“What?”
“Does your hyung have a lover?” He asked, curiosity oozing from his eyes.
“No, not that I know about. He never talks about anyone”
“Then where did all those hickeys on his neck come from?” Eunhyuk pushed himself in between his two friends and joined the gossip.
“What hickeys? They are just allergy from some kind of food they eat in work”
Kyuhyun and Eunhyuk laughed and hit Junsu’s back playfully.
“Are you really that innocent? Those are hickeys, someone…” Eunhyuk imitated a sucking sound, “Sucked him hard”
“Yah, don’t say those weird stuff about Jae hyung”
“It’s the truth; ask him if you don’t believe us”
Junsu looked from where he was sitting in the living room to the kitchen. Jaejoong was wearing an apron and cooking dinner for them.
During dinner he kept looking at Jaejoong’s neck, and it was covered with not just what he thought was allergy but also purple bruises. He spotted one in his chest when he bent down across the table to take the spice sauce.
When everyone went home he grabbed Jaejoong arm and asked him to talk.
“Do you have a lover?”
“What? No, of course not. Why would you think that?” Jaejoong said quickly, not desiring any suspicious.
“But all those marks on your body, where did they come from?” He asked this time with worry dripping from his voice.
“It’s just allergy”
“But you have a bruise in your chest”
“I do?” Jaejoong checked under his shirt and indeed there was a purplish bruise there.
“I must hit my chest somewhere. Don’t worry about it. I’m a strong man”
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“I still don’t think it’s an allergy” Eunhyuk said with narrowed eyes, Kyuhyun nodded in agreement. “Maybe he is a secret agent” He completed.
“Or maybe he is doing something dirty!” Kyuhyun suggested.
“Yah, what do you mean dirty?” Junsu shoved his shoulder.
“You know, some hot shit” Kyuhyun said blushing. Junsu raised an eyebrow.
“He means sex” Eunhyuk said in a matter of fact tone.
“Yah” Junsu threw his book at their faces. “You’ve said enough about hyung, I don’t allow you to go this far. Geez you are so perverted”
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“Hey Junsu, take this” Jaejoong held some cash in his hand for Junsu. Junsu took it and looked at Jaejoong.
“This is too much, where did you get it from?”
“I work, remember?”
“I know, but this is too much, I don’t remember you making this much before”
“Junsu, please, just take it and trust me ok?”
Junsu looked at the money and then at Jaejoong. The marks on his neck seemed to never disappear. Every day they were placed in a different place and he started to feel suspicious.
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“Hey Junsu” Junsu turned his head; the strongest and most annoying boy in school approached him. He suddenly felt scared.
“Y-yes?” He answered hesitantly.
“Can I talk to you for a second?” He asked his face millimeters away from Junsu.
“F-for what?”
“Just something private, hmm? Just five minutes”
The look on Kangin’s face said it all, refuse and you will be dead. So Junsu nodded and walked with him to the gym locker room. Kangin suddenly pinned him against one of the lockers and kissed him hard. Junsu was shocked, he tried to shove him away but couldn’t.
“What? You don’t want it? Don’t worry…” He fished few bucks from his pocket and shoved it in Junsu’s face. “I will pay you”
Junsu felt disgusted and kicked the guy in his crouch.
“Fuck you bastard, who do you think I am, a fucking whore?”
Kangin whimpered on the floor but then stood facing Junsu. He pinned him against the locker again and Junsu whimpered in pain.
“I know your brother is”
“What?”
“I said, your brother is a whore, I fucked him last week senselessly and he was moaning like a little bitch under me. And do you know what I did after? I paid him some money”
Junsu’s breath hitched and his brain froze.
“You’re lying”
“He asked for it, he is a little bitch”
“Stop it”
“Oh, so little Junsu is so young to know where the money comes from.”
“Shut the fuck up, you’re lying. You are a fucking liar”
Kangin laughed. “Such a foul mouth, just like your brothe…”
Junsu punched him hard. He kicked his stomach and when Kangin guard was down, he punched him again throwing him on the floor. He took this opportunity and ran as fast as he could. He couldn’t believe what Kangin just told him. No, his hyung would never do that, he would never disgrace himself, would never lower himself to that level.
He ran out of the school and straight home. When he got there, He saw Jaejoong’s shoes in the doorway. He was panting harshly; the long run took his energy and only added fuel to the fire rising in his chest.
“Hyung?” He called softly. He went further inside the house and started searching for Jaejoong. He found the bathroom door open and he carefully pushed it. He gasped when he saw Jaejoong. He was leaning forward, hands pressed on the wall and back facing the door. On his neck landed dark marks, the wet hair couldn’t cover. What made him gasp thought was the sound coming from Jaejoong’s mouth. He was crying, shaking. Junsu’s eyes teared and the reality that he didn’t want to believe was there, slapping him on the face.
“Hyung?” He called shaking. Jaejoong was surprised and he almost slipped but balanced himself at times.
“Junsu? Why aren’t you in school?” Jaejoong asked turning off the water and wearing his bathrobe.
“Why were you crying?”
“I-I wasn’t crying”
“And why do have bruises all over your back and neck and chest and your whole damn body” Junsu shouted at Jaejoong, his lips were trembling.
“I told you they are allergy”
“Don’t lie to me. God stop lying to me”
“Junsu? What’s wrong wit…”
“WHAT’S wrong with me? What is wrong with you? Is that true? Is what I heard about you true?”
Jaejoong stepped back and scowled. “What did you hear about me?”
Junsu’s words were stuck in his throat, he tried to speak but nothing came out of his mouth.
“You…” He finally said voice dark with anger. “Where do you get all this money from?”
“I told you I work at a com…”
“STOP LYING TO ME”
“I’M NOT LYING”
“THEN WHY DID KANGIN SAID THAT HE FUCKED YOU FOR MONEY”
Silence echoed in the bathroom and Jaejoong was dumbstruck. “Junsu”
Junsu turned and ran outside the bathroom, Jaejoong reflexes were slow, he still couldn’t believe that his secret was revealed.
“JUNSU, come back”
He called after him and ran as fast as he could to prevent him from leaving the house in this state. But to his surprise, Junsu was standing in the middle of the living room, face down and tears streaming down his cheeks.
“Why?” he asked when Jaejoong’s footsteps made his presence known.
“Junsu”
“Why are you doing this? Why are you hurting yourself? Why are you selling your body? Why are you humiliating yourself? Why hyung why?” Junsu demanded the truth, he turned around and looked at Jaejoong with distress eyes. Jaejoong’s breath hitched and he walked closer to Junsu, but Junsu stepped back.
“I-I had to do it”
“Why?”
“Because we need the money”
“Do we need that much? God, just stop it ok? Please hyung, please. I don’t think I can stand seeing you like this, please”
Junsu pleaded, looking grimly at Jaejoong. What he knew was that Jae was hurting, that he was doing a very disrespectful job that although got them so much money, made him lower himself. He had respected Jaejoong for being the hard worker he was, but this, this would only cause him to loss that respect.
“You don’t understand, there is no other way. I used to work four damn jobs and was drowned in debts. But this, this gives us the money we need to live an easy life”
“What about your pride, your honor, yourself respect, your emotions and your fucking body” Junsu spat in his face, anger rising to the surface and eating him up.
“They don’t matter anymore. I don’t care how much I humiliate myself as long as I can make you live a comfortable life”
“Me? Is this is all for me? But I don’t want it, I don’t want anything. Get me back to our old rundown room. I don’t care, just please stop”
“I can’t. I just can’t” Jaejoong turned his body and bit his fist. He closed his eyes and tried to breath, the pain in his heart grew bigger and it was eating him. He wanted to stop, tried to stop, but it was of no use. He kept getting in debts. The market was in a bad condition, no one wanted to hire a person unless he was a college graduate. The inflation made the prices so high that you couldn’t offer buying anything unless you had a good job that paid off for those life expenses. He really tied to stop, but life seems easier when he had started doing this, when he started selling his body. Mr. Kang was the first, then his friend was the second, and he just went with the flow and started offering whoever hit on him in clubs or in the street. People who looked suspicious or filthy rich, all were ready and willing to pay for an hour fuck. The money they paid made his life easier; it was easy money that came in bulks. Jaejoong did his math, what was a few minutes pain compared to long days and weeks of comfort? It sounded almost nothing, or that was what he convinced himself with.
“I HATE YOU”
Junsu ran outside the door. At that time, Jaejoong felt broken and the tears that were his best friend accompanied him again, and he cried until his legs couldn’t hold him anymore and he collapsed on the floor.
Was this really worth it?
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After days, Jaejoong tried to give Junsu his allowance, but Junsu refused to take it. So Jaejoong went to the bank and opened a saving account for Junsu and every once in a while, he kept depositing money in that account for Junsu. He put the credit card on top of Junsu’s drawer with a note, telling him that this was how he would get his allowance from now on, if he didn’t want to take it from Jaejoong’s hands. He also told him in a note, that he should use the money at least for school and clothes.
Although Junsu had tried to not use the card, need was a bitch, and his need for new school materials and new clothes made him touch that card, and withdrew some money to help him pay for what he wanted.
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After meeting Changmin, Jaejoong went back home. He was feeling drained and exhausted. He just wanted to take a long shower and sleep until the next day. He slipped his key in the door and opened it. He was surprised to see the lights in the living room on. It was already one in the morning; could Junsu be awake at this time?
Jaejoong walked in the living room and found Junsu curled on the coach with his eyes shut. He looked like a little child, that’s what Jaejoong thought. He took his time staring at his little brother. He missed him. Yes they were living in the same house, but they were almost like strangers. Junsu hated him ever since he discovered his job and he was afraid that Yunho would hate him too. He walked to Junsu bedroom and was surprised to see the bed without any covers. He went to his room and brought his own blanket and wrapped it around Junsu’s body. He bent lower and after a few seconds of hesitation, kissed Junsu’s forehead.
Junsu shifted in his sleep and opened his eyes. Jaejoong was about to close the lights when Junsu called him.
“Hyung?”
Jaejoong froze on his place and his eyes widened. It’s been a very long time since Junsu called him hyung. He turned around and tried to sound unaffected.
“You’re awake?” He said sitting on the single couch beside Junsu.
“Hmm” Junsu nodded. It seemed as if he wanted to say something. Jaejoong tilted his head and a smile crept to his lips. He felt happy, Junsu calling him hyung and wanting to tell him something felt like the happiest thing that could happen to him.
He was observing his troubled brother when a red mark on Junsu’s neck grabbed his attentions.
“Su, is that a hickey?” He asked coming closer and touching the red mark on his neck. Junsu shifted away and covered his neck.
“I… This is… it’s…”
“Do you have a boyfriend?” Jaejoong asked smiling widely.
Junsu looked at him and blushed. Jaejoong felt excited and he wanted to know everything about it.
“Oh my God, tell me about him”
Junsu shifted in his seat and then coughed lightly.
“He is mmm, he is a pianist” He tried to make a conversation with Jaejoong and talking about Yoochun seemed to be the easiest topic.
“Really? That’s so cool. Now he can play while you sing”
Junsu turned to look at Jaejoong, should he tell him about the art competition or not?
“Actually…”
“Hmmm?”
“Actually that’s how we met. We are going to…” Junsu hesitated for a second and then remembered Yoochun’s words. He gathered his courage and spoke again. “We are collaborating for the school art competition”
“Oh My God really?”
Junsu nodded and then looked with the corner of his eyes at Jaejoong.
“Mmmmm, do you, ammm, want to come?”
Jaejoong looked at Junsu not believing what he was hearing. “W-what?” He stuttered and looked at Junsu like he was telling him that fairies existed.
“Never mind” Junsu stood and walked towards his room. His waist was suddenly wrapped in strong arms.
“Thank you very much” Jaejoong whispered, his face pressed against Junsu’s back. “I will be happy to come, thank you”
Junsu didn’t budge but let Jaejoong hug him for a few more moments until Jaejoong unwrapped his arms.
“It will be on Monday, ten in the morning”
With that said Junsu left Jaejoong in the living room and headed to his room. Jaejoong was left behind, smiling happily. It was rare for him to feel this happy and because of that hope started rising in him again.
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Previous / Next
→ YunJae | Slight YooSu | Slight 2Min
→ 10/27
→ NC17 [JunChun]
→ Angst | Romance | humor | Fluff | Smut
→ Yunho came from London after four year with his degree. He was composed, serious and successful; the total opposite from his old playboy, reckless and wild self during high school. He met his only best friend from high school, who was the ultimate geek who worked hard to achieve his goals, in a club. He was shocked to see how his friend had turned into a prostitute. Yunho then realized how much his friend had changed and how their roles had been reversed.
→ Beta/Basic Plot -> kkogi
Chapter 10: Junsu
Junsu pushed Yoochun against the door of his apartment and kissed him. Yoochun groaned from the power of the kiss and he pressed his lips back. Junsu’s hands didn’t hesitate to move under Yoochun’s shirt, touching and trailing on hot skin.
“Ahh, Junsu”
Yoochun moaned when Junsu’s teeth attacked his neck. Junsu bit his neck with his teeth while his hand played with his nipple, squeezing, pinching and stroking.
“I-nside, Su, inside”
Yoochun managed to say in between suppressed moans. Junsu smirked and kissed him one last time before getting the key of the door from his pocket. Yoochun took that opportunity to breath, the air in his lung was sucked by Junsu’s kisses and hot ministration.
Junsu pushed the door open and dragged Yoochun behind him; he closed the door and walked with Yoochun’s hands in his further inside the house.
“Wow, nice place” Yoochun said liking the feeling of Junsu’s house. Junsu didn’t respond and dragged him to his room. He threw Yoochun on the bed and climbed on top of him and kissed him hard.
“I want you” Junsu whispered licking Yoochun’s ears and biting his lobe. Yoochun moaned and grabbed Junsu by his neck and smashed their lips together in a heated kiss. Junsu caught the hem of Yoochun’s shirt in his hand and tugged it up. Yoochun broke the kiss for a second to get rid of the unwanted garment and kissed Junsu again.
Junsu broke the kiss and removed all his clothes at once and went back on top of Yoochun, he removed the remaining of Yoochun’s clothes until they were both naked, skin rubbing against skin.
Junsu moaned when Yoochun stroked him, he kissed Yoochun’s neck while thrusting in his hands, loving the friction of his hands on his cock.
“Faster Chunnie, more”
Yoochun planted a kiss on Junsu’s panting lips and flipped him on his back. He sucked his right nipple and bit them with his teeth. Junsu moaned and arched with a cry. Yoochun lowered his head planting a trail of kisses down Junsu’s body. He looked at Junsu’s gapped mouth and sweaty face and sucked the tip of his cock and stroked the base. Junsu threw his head back and spread his legs wider; he held Yoochun’s head in his hand and thrust in his mouth.
“Faster, oh God harder please”
Yoochun complied and sucked harder; he sneaked his hands and started stroking himself with the same speed he sucked Junsu with. He coated his fingers with his own pre-cum and pushed a finger inside his own hole. He moaned when he pushed the finger in, his moans sent vibration up Junsu’s erection to his spine. He stretched himself wider with two fingers and then three.
“I’m, ahh, so close, oh God”
Junsu moaned arching his back and bucking his hips. Yoochun removed Junsu’s erection from his mouth and licked his lips.
“I want you to come inside me”
Yoochun whispered and kissed Junsu passionately. Junsu was about to flip him when Yoochun pushed him to the bed again and held his hands above his head.
“Yoochun what the, Oh God”
Yoochun lowered himself on Junsu’s cock, pushing it inside himself deeper. He wanted it so bad, so he slammed himself down on Junsu’s erection. He screamed at the invasion and closed his eyes trying to adjust to the size. His hands left Junsu’s hands and clinched Junsu’s chest instead. He felt soothing fingers tracing the lines on his back. He bit his lips and tried to lift himself up only to thrust down again.
“Oh, Su, please”
Junsu bucked his hips forward; Yoochun whimpered and held Junsu’s shoulder. He pushed himself up and then slammed back on Junsu’s cock. He soon picked a new pace and kept bouncing on Junsu’s lap. Junsu couldn’t take the pleasure anymore and thrust up meeting Yoochun’s hips. He rammed into him faster and harder, and Yoochun’s mouth kept producing music to Junsu’s ears.
Yoochun’s head fall on Junsu’s shoulder and that caused his body to arch down, giving Junsu a new angle to thrash in.
“Ohh, yes, God, harder su, god please”
Junsu tugged Yoochun’s cock and stroked it hard and fast. He felt pleasure rising in his body and with a shudder he lost himself in Yoochun’s warmth. Yoochun bit Junsu’s neck and with a groan he too shot his load on Junsu’s hand and stomach.
Yoochun lay on top of Junsu, his breath was hitched and his voice was husky.
“That… was good” He said with panting voice and kissed Junsu softly.
“Yes it was” Junsu hugged him and slowly slipped out of yoochun and laid him beside him on the bed.
“Hmmm, I love cuddling” Yoochun murmured nuzzling Junsu’s neck.
“Come here” Junsu said brining him closer. Yoochun sighed.
“What was that for?”
“I just don’t want to leave”
“Then don’t!”
“But, my mom would freak out if I spend the night out”
“And you are a very filial son”
“Yes I am. Family is the most important”
Junsu kept quiet. The family talk was always a sensitive issue for him.
“Su? What’s wrong?”
Junsu couldn’t speak. He straightened his back and rested it against the headboard. He let a long breath out of his mouth and his lips were trembling. Yoochun sat next to him and stroked his hear.
“Baby? What’s wrong?”
“Nothing”
Yoochun frowned and turned Junsu’s face until their eyes met.
“I thought we would never hide anything from each other”
Junsu sighed and wrapped his arms around Yoochun’s shoulder and buried his face in his neck.
“It’s about Hyung”
“What about hyung?”
“He… he is hurting himself for me”
Yoochun tried to lock his eyes with Junsu but Junsu held him in place and hugged him tighter.
“What do you mean hurt himself?”
“He… God it’s so difficult to tell”
“It’s ok, take your time baby”
Junsu breathed heavily and dug his nails into Yoochun’s back. Yoochun felt a sting of pain but didn’t wince or complain, wanting to listen to Junsu till the end.
“Jae hyung job is… it’s disgraceful”
“Like drug dealing?” Yoochun thought about the worst of the worst.
“No”
“Is he a thief?”
“No” Junsu whined.
“An assassin?” Junsu hit his back and Yoochun chuckled.
“Oh come on, what’s so disgraceful? There is no bad jobs in the world unless it’s prostitution and I don’t think he is doing this”
Junsu’s body stiffened and his nails dug deeper in Yoochun’s back. Yoochun winced this time and noticed Junsu’s state. His eyes widened and then he grabbed Junus’s shoulders and made him face him. Junsu’s head was low; he couldn’t meet Yoochun’s eyes.
“Prostitution?” Yoochun asked in disbelieve again. Junsu’s eyes glistered and a tear dropped down his cheek; he nodded.
Yoochun hugged him hard and kissed his head.
“It’s ok, calm down. He must have his reasons baby”
Junsu shook his head and started sobbing, his hands clutching the bed sheet underneath him and his face buried in Yoochun’s chest. He couldn’t take this anymore. He couldn’t keep this secret to himself. He needed to tell someone how he felt, how his brother’s job had affected him. He wanted to explain to someone the reasons for his harsh treatment to his brother. But he never had anyone before. Now he had Yoochun, and he trusted him so much.
“I hate it” He whispered with hoarse voice. “I hate it so much, and I hate myself so fucking much”
“Shhh” Yoochun held him closer and rocked him in his hold. “Why do you hate yourself?”
Junsu swallowed the knot in his throat. “I treat him like shit”
“How bad?” Yoochun frowned and pushed Junsu to sit in front of him. He looked at him in the eyes and spoke gently.
“Very bad”
“He is doing it for you right? You said he is doing this for you, so why do you treat him so badly?”
“I don’t know, I… I hate how he sells his body for the money. I hate this money, I hate it. And then he… I want him to stop”
Junsu’s tears kept flowing and his hands clenched tighter.
“Junsu?”
“No… I thought I can help him, I thought if I treated him badly then he would stop. So I kept acting like a fucking jerk, and kept hurting and hurting and hurting him”
“Why would you do that?” Yoochun shook Junsu’s shoulders softly. Junsu’s sobs only got louder.
“I don’t know. I just didn’t know what to do, and he wouldn’t accept any help. I-I- what should I do? I didn’t even hug him for almost a year, a fucking year. God, I’m such a bastard”
“Did you ask him to stop?” Yoochun asked feeling sorry for Junsu. He held him and helped him rest his head on his shoulder. “Did you Su?”
“I did, almost two years ago. I just… I didn’t know how hard it was for him, and the money kept coming, and where the hell was it coming from. But then there were the hickeys and the weird walk and the late nights out and then they told me, and I asked him to stop but he said I shouldn’t care and… How couldn’t I care? He is my brother and I… I really love him, but he is hurting, and I’m hurting him too”
“Do you want to know what I think about this?”
Yoochun said slowly stroking Junsu’s bare back. Junsu nodded and wiped his tears. Yoochun held his chin and looked at his eyes and smiled.
“I think I understand you, you love your brother but you don’t want him to hurt himself like this for you. You feel guilty and helpless whenever he gives you the money, whenever you enter this beautiful house, whenever you go to school and even when you wear your clothes”
Junsu’s eyes welled and his tears flew silently on his cheeks. What yoochun said was right. He hated himself everyday he touched or used anything that Jaejoong had paid for. He always felt a sting of pain whenever he saw Jaejoong going out of the house. He felt even more devoured in his guilt, whenever he shot a hurtful word against Jaejoong who always took his harsh words and treatments with a caring yet painful smile.
“You don’t know what to do so you try to treat him bad, so that he would sense your anger and dislike and quite what he is doing. But every time you hurt him, you hurt yourself, am I right Junsu?”
Junsu nodded and lowered his head. Yoochun held it high again.
“This is not how we fix our problems baby. We don’t hurt the people we love to make them change. We tell them how much we care about them, how much we love them. We tell them that when they do what they do, we get hurt, and we ask them with a hug and a plead to stop. We tell them that we are willing to offer a helping hand that we can make a change, we together, you and me, can build our house and live as a happy family”
Junsu bit his lips and his body shook with a suppressed sob. Yoochun hugged him again and Junsu let his tears flow.
“This is how you should help your hyung”
“I can’t” Junsu whispered between his sobs.
“Why not?”
“I don’t know, it’s so hard”
“Let’s take it slowly ok? Invite him to the competition”
Junsu broke the hug and looked at Yoochun with frowned brows.
“No, I won’t ask him to come to school. What if someone knows him?”
Yoochun was dumbstruck.
“Are you ashamed of your brother?”
Junsu didn’t answer.
“Answer me Su, are you?”
Junsu turned his head away.
Yoochun’s phone vibrated and he reached to look at the caller ID and sighed. He looked at Junsu and breathed heavily.
“I’m so disappointed in you” Yoochun said and hopped out of bed.
“Where are you going” Junsu asked wiping his tears. Yoochun was collecting his clothes and wearing them.
“I’m just wearing my clothes”
“Why?” Junsu wrapped the sheets around himself and sat on the bed looking at Yoochun getting dressed.
“I have to, because I’m going home”
“But…”
“I have to go Su… And please invite your brother to the competition”
“This is my business, I won’t invite him”
“I thought that you were a sweet, caring and loving person. Look Junsu, I really I don’t care how you treat me; I know that you love me, but I really care about how you treat your brother too. Family is important”
“And my family is my business too”
“Su baby, you are my boyfriend, and I care about you and I want the best for you. And the best for you lay in getting your relationship fixed with your brother”
“Damit Yoochun, don’t make me do something I don’t want do”
“You said you love him. You said you hate yourself for hurting him. You are not happy; I can see it in your eyes”
Yoochun finished wearing his clothes and walked closer to Junsu. He hugged him one last time and whispered in his ears.
“I don’t want you to get hurt. Please Su, just invite him ok? Don’t say anything to him, don’t apologize, don’t say anything comforting, just invite him. I’m sure this will break the brick of ice you’ve made between you two”
He kissed his head and turned around.
“I’ll call you when I reach home, ok?”
Junsu nodded and watched him walk out of the bedroom. He sat on the bed alone, thinking of what Yoochun just told him. He ruffled his hair and let a loud growl escape his mouth. He then went to the bathroom to take a quick shower to clean his body and his head.
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“You’re new job is paying you a lot of money”
Junsu said chewing on his apple. Jaejoong was laying on the new couch in their new apartment.
“Yeah it does”
“What do you work?”
“It’s a company, it doesn’t matter. Did you do your homework?”
“Yes I finished them all. Say hyung, is it okay to date boys?”
Jaejoong looked with the corner of his eyes to Junsu and smirked.
“You like someone?”
Junsu nodded. “He is the soccer team captain. He confessed to me today but I didn’t answer him back. I wanted to ask you first”
“If you like him, then you should date him” Jaejoong said smiling. He took the apple from Junsu’s hand and started eating it.
“Yah, that’s my apple. Go get yourself a new one, why steal mine?”
“Because it tastes better after you eat it. You know, the Junsu’s sweetness”
“Ewwww, just eat it, I don’t want it anymore”
Jaejoong chuckled and ruffled Junsu’s hair. After an hour he grabbed his wallet and phone and headed to the door.
“Where are you going? It’s late” Junsu asked drying his face.
“I have work”
“Now?”
“Yes, now. Go to sleep, you have school tomorrow. You’re in high school now, you have to work harder”
“I will, don’t worry. And don’t be late”
“I won’t. Good night”
===
“Hyung? Are you alright? You’re limping!”
“I’m fine; I just twisted my ankle today in work”
“Geez, I told you to be careful”
“I will be next time”
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“Hey Junsu” Kyuhyun nudged Junsu.
“What?”
“Does your hyung have a lover?” He asked, curiosity oozing from his eyes.
“No, not that I know about. He never talks about anyone”
“Then where did all those hickeys on his neck come from?” Eunhyuk pushed himself in between his two friends and joined the gossip.
“What hickeys? They are just allergy from some kind of food they eat in work”
Kyuhyun and Eunhyuk laughed and hit Junsu’s back playfully.
“Are you really that innocent? Those are hickeys, someone…” Eunhyuk imitated a sucking sound, “Sucked him hard”
“Yah, don’t say those weird stuff about Jae hyung”
“It’s the truth; ask him if you don’t believe us”
Junsu looked from where he was sitting in the living room to the kitchen. Jaejoong was wearing an apron and cooking dinner for them.
During dinner he kept looking at Jaejoong’s neck, and it was covered with not just what he thought was allergy but also purple bruises. He spotted one in his chest when he bent down across the table to take the spice sauce.
When everyone went home he grabbed Jaejoong arm and asked him to talk.
“Do you have a lover?”
“What? No, of course not. Why would you think that?” Jaejoong said quickly, not desiring any suspicious.
“But all those marks on your body, where did they come from?” He asked this time with worry dripping from his voice.
“It’s just allergy”
“But you have a bruise in your chest”
“I do?” Jaejoong checked under his shirt and indeed there was a purplish bruise there.
“I must hit my chest somewhere. Don’t worry about it. I’m a strong man”
===
“I still don’t think it’s an allergy” Eunhyuk said with narrowed eyes, Kyuhyun nodded in agreement. “Maybe he is a secret agent” He completed.
“Or maybe he is doing something dirty!” Kyuhyun suggested.
“Yah, what do you mean dirty?” Junsu shoved his shoulder.
“You know, some hot shit” Kyuhyun said blushing. Junsu raised an eyebrow.
“He means sex” Eunhyuk said in a matter of fact tone.
“Yah” Junsu threw his book at their faces. “You’ve said enough about hyung, I don’t allow you to go this far. Geez you are so perverted”
===
“Hey Junsu, take this” Jaejoong held some cash in his hand for Junsu. Junsu took it and looked at Jaejoong.
“This is too much, where did you get it from?”
“I work, remember?”
“I know, but this is too much, I don’t remember you making this much before”
“Junsu, please, just take it and trust me ok?”
Junsu looked at the money and then at Jaejoong. The marks on his neck seemed to never disappear. Every day they were placed in a different place and he started to feel suspicious.
===
“Hey Junsu” Junsu turned his head; the strongest and most annoying boy in school approached him. He suddenly felt scared.
“Y-yes?” He answered hesitantly.
“Can I talk to you for a second?” He asked his face millimeters away from Junsu.
“F-for what?”
“Just something private, hmm? Just five minutes”
The look on Kangin’s face said it all, refuse and you will be dead. So Junsu nodded and walked with him to the gym locker room. Kangin suddenly pinned him against one of the lockers and kissed him hard. Junsu was shocked, he tried to shove him away but couldn’t.
“What? You don’t want it? Don’t worry…” He fished few bucks from his pocket and shoved it in Junsu’s face. “I will pay you”
Junsu felt disgusted and kicked the guy in his crouch.
“Fuck you bastard, who do you think I am, a fucking whore?”
Kangin whimpered on the floor but then stood facing Junsu. He pinned him against the locker again and Junsu whimpered in pain.
“I know your brother is”
“What?”
“I said, your brother is a whore, I fucked him last week senselessly and he was moaning like a little bitch under me. And do you know what I did after? I paid him some money”
Junsu’s breath hitched and his brain froze.
“You’re lying”
“He asked for it, he is a little bitch”
“Stop it”
“Oh, so little Junsu is so young to know where the money comes from.”
“Shut the fuck up, you’re lying. You are a fucking liar”
Kangin laughed. “Such a foul mouth, just like your brothe…”
Junsu punched him hard. He kicked his stomach and when Kangin guard was down, he punched him again throwing him on the floor. He took this opportunity and ran as fast as he could. He couldn’t believe what Kangin just told him. No, his hyung would never do that, he would never disgrace himself, would never lower himself to that level.
He ran out of the school and straight home. When he got there, He saw Jaejoong’s shoes in the doorway. He was panting harshly; the long run took his energy and only added fuel to the fire rising in his chest.
“Hyung?” He called softly. He went further inside the house and started searching for Jaejoong. He found the bathroom door open and he carefully pushed it. He gasped when he saw Jaejoong. He was leaning forward, hands pressed on the wall and back facing the door. On his neck landed dark marks, the wet hair couldn’t cover. What made him gasp thought was the sound coming from Jaejoong’s mouth. He was crying, shaking. Junsu’s eyes teared and the reality that he didn’t want to believe was there, slapping him on the face.
“Hyung?” He called shaking. Jaejoong was surprised and he almost slipped but balanced himself at times.
“Junsu? Why aren’t you in school?” Jaejoong asked turning off the water and wearing his bathrobe.
“Why were you crying?”
“I-I wasn’t crying”
“And why do have bruises all over your back and neck and chest and your whole damn body” Junsu shouted at Jaejoong, his lips were trembling.
“I told you they are allergy”
“Don’t lie to me. God stop lying to me”
“Junsu? What’s wrong wit…”
“WHAT’S wrong with me? What is wrong with you? Is that true? Is what I heard about you true?”
Jaejoong stepped back and scowled. “What did you hear about me?”
Junsu’s words were stuck in his throat, he tried to speak but nothing came out of his mouth.
“You…” He finally said voice dark with anger. “Where do you get all this money from?”
“I told you I work at a com…”
“STOP LYING TO ME”
“I’M NOT LYING”
“THEN WHY DID KANGIN SAID THAT HE FUCKED YOU FOR MONEY”
Silence echoed in the bathroom and Jaejoong was dumbstruck. “Junsu”
Junsu turned and ran outside the bathroom, Jaejoong reflexes were slow, he still couldn’t believe that his secret was revealed.
“JUNSU, come back”
He called after him and ran as fast as he could to prevent him from leaving the house in this state. But to his surprise, Junsu was standing in the middle of the living room, face down and tears streaming down his cheeks.
“Why?” he asked when Jaejoong’s footsteps made his presence known.
“Junsu”
“Why are you doing this? Why are you hurting yourself? Why are you selling your body? Why are you humiliating yourself? Why hyung why?” Junsu demanded the truth, he turned around and looked at Jaejoong with distress eyes. Jaejoong’s breath hitched and he walked closer to Junsu, but Junsu stepped back.
“I-I had to do it”
“Why?”
“Because we need the money”
“Do we need that much? God, just stop it ok? Please hyung, please. I don’t think I can stand seeing you like this, please”
Junsu pleaded, looking grimly at Jaejoong. What he knew was that Jae was hurting, that he was doing a very disrespectful job that although got them so much money, made him lower himself. He had respected Jaejoong for being the hard worker he was, but this, this would only cause him to loss that respect.
“You don’t understand, there is no other way. I used to work four damn jobs and was drowned in debts. But this, this gives us the money we need to live an easy life”
“What about your pride, your honor, yourself respect, your emotions and your fucking body” Junsu spat in his face, anger rising to the surface and eating him up.
“They don’t matter anymore. I don’t care how much I humiliate myself as long as I can make you live a comfortable life”
“Me? Is this is all for me? But I don’t want it, I don’t want anything. Get me back to our old rundown room. I don’t care, just please stop”
“I can’t. I just can’t” Jaejoong turned his body and bit his fist. He closed his eyes and tried to breath, the pain in his heart grew bigger and it was eating him. He wanted to stop, tried to stop, but it was of no use. He kept getting in debts. The market was in a bad condition, no one wanted to hire a person unless he was a college graduate. The inflation made the prices so high that you couldn’t offer buying anything unless you had a good job that paid off for those life expenses. He really tied to stop, but life seems easier when he had started doing this, when he started selling his body. Mr. Kang was the first, then his friend was the second, and he just went with the flow and started offering whoever hit on him in clubs or in the street. People who looked suspicious or filthy rich, all were ready and willing to pay for an hour fuck. The money they paid made his life easier; it was easy money that came in bulks. Jaejoong did his math, what was a few minutes pain compared to long days and weeks of comfort? It sounded almost nothing, or that was what he convinced himself with.
“I HATE YOU”
Junsu ran outside the door. At that time, Jaejoong felt broken and the tears that were his best friend accompanied him again, and he cried until his legs couldn’t hold him anymore and he collapsed on the floor.
Was this really worth it?
===
After days, Jaejoong tried to give Junsu his allowance, but Junsu refused to take it. So Jaejoong went to the bank and opened a saving account for Junsu and every once in a while, he kept depositing money in that account for Junsu. He put the credit card on top of Junsu’s drawer with a note, telling him that this was how he would get his allowance from now on, if he didn’t want to take it from Jaejoong’s hands. He also told him in a note, that he should use the money at least for school and clothes.
Although Junsu had tried to not use the card, need was a bitch, and his need for new school materials and new clothes made him touch that card, and withdrew some money to help him pay for what he wanted.
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After meeting Changmin, Jaejoong went back home. He was feeling drained and exhausted. He just wanted to take a long shower and sleep until the next day. He slipped his key in the door and opened it. He was surprised to see the lights in the living room on. It was already one in the morning; could Junsu be awake at this time?
Jaejoong walked in the living room and found Junsu curled on the coach with his eyes shut. He looked like a little child, that’s what Jaejoong thought. He took his time staring at his little brother. He missed him. Yes they were living in the same house, but they were almost like strangers. Junsu hated him ever since he discovered his job and he was afraid that Yunho would hate him too. He walked to Junsu bedroom and was surprised to see the bed without any covers. He went to his room and brought his own blanket and wrapped it around Junsu’s body. He bent lower and after a few seconds of hesitation, kissed Junsu’s forehead.
Junsu shifted in his sleep and opened his eyes. Jaejoong was about to close the lights when Junsu called him.
“Hyung?”
Jaejoong froze on his place and his eyes widened. It’s been a very long time since Junsu called him hyung. He turned around and tried to sound unaffected.
“You’re awake?” He said sitting on the single couch beside Junsu.
“Hmm” Junsu nodded. It seemed as if he wanted to say something. Jaejoong tilted his head and a smile crept to his lips. He felt happy, Junsu calling him hyung and wanting to tell him something felt like the happiest thing that could happen to him.
He was observing his troubled brother when a red mark on Junsu’s neck grabbed his attentions.
“Su, is that a hickey?” He asked coming closer and touching the red mark on his neck. Junsu shifted away and covered his neck.
“I… This is… it’s…”
“Do you have a boyfriend?” Jaejoong asked smiling widely.
Junsu looked at him and blushed. Jaejoong felt excited and he wanted to know everything about it.
“Oh my God, tell me about him”
Junsu shifted in his seat and then coughed lightly.
“He is mmm, he is a pianist” He tried to make a conversation with Jaejoong and talking about Yoochun seemed to be the easiest topic.
“Really? That’s so cool. Now he can play while you sing”
Junsu turned to look at Jaejoong, should he tell him about the art competition or not?
“Actually…”
“Hmmm?”
“Actually that’s how we met. We are going to…” Junsu hesitated for a second and then remembered Yoochun’s words. He gathered his courage and spoke again. “We are collaborating for the school art competition”
“Oh My God really?”
Junsu nodded and then looked with the corner of his eyes at Jaejoong.
“Mmmmm, do you, ammm, want to come?”
Jaejoong looked at Junsu not believing what he was hearing. “W-what?” He stuttered and looked at Junsu like he was telling him that fairies existed.
“Never mind” Junsu stood and walked towards his room. His waist was suddenly wrapped in strong arms.
“Thank you very much” Jaejoong whispered, his face pressed against Junsu’s back. “I will be happy to come, thank you”
Junsu didn’t budge but let Jaejoong hug him for a few more moments until Jaejoong unwrapped his arms.
“It will be on Monday, ten in the morning”
With that said Junsu left Jaejoong in the living room and headed to his room. Jaejoong was left behind, smiling happily. It was rare for him to feel this happy and because of that hope started rising in him again.
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