Love Me/Because I Love You (part two)
Title: Love Me/Because I Love You (Part 2 of ?) (Story 7 of 7)
Rating: PG 13 - R (This part: R..Hot Damn, the things I imply)
Pairings: EunMin, Yoosu, Jaeho (not necessarily in that order)
Summery: Life can be funny, it can over dramatic, it can be tragic, life can be frustrating, it can be weird, scary, sexy, complicated, awkward, confusing, joyful, simple, tender, surprising, amusing, sweet, overwhelming and a pain in the ass to go through only one day at a time. You read and witnessed all of these things for and with the Kim Family. Now read about how life moves on. Read how life can be wonderful.
A/N: Part 2, Junsu's view... prepare for Yoosu. Enjoy.
Story one here (It's Yoosu) Story four here (It's Yoosu)
Story two here (It's Jaeho) Story five here (It's Jaeho)
Story three here (It's EunMin) Story six here (It's EunMin)
In the past: one
I was getting bored during the car ride to school, so for maybe the hundredth time that morning, I stuck my hand in my pocket and pulled out a piece of paper. But not just any piece of paper, for this certain piece contained a note... a love note that Micky had written for me yesterday. It wasn’t anything special, like the paper wasn’t fancy, or anything. It was just something he must have snuck under my pillow, when he was over yesterday, when I wasn’t looking. I found it last night, before I fell asleep. The note read:
Hello, my Junnie,
I hope you are clad in only skimpy briefs or boxers while you are reading this, love ;). I just want you to know you mean the world to me, Junnie. Every time we’re not together, I end up missing you like crazy. I know that’s probably a crazy thing to read, I mean, I know we’ve only known each other for a little while but, I feel like you being in my life is the only thing that DOES make since, the only thing that DOESN’T sound crazy. You’ve asked me once, maybe twice, if I ever meant it when I said that I love you.
The answer is yes, Junnie, I do love you, so very much.
Just thought you outta know.
Love, me.
P.S. You know, we really ought to have sex in a BED sometime ;)
He didn’t need to write “Micky”, and I think it would have sounded silly if he did. I mean, who else could it be... who else would call me his “Junnie”. Oh, and I know he should have used “sense” there... well it’s not like he’s an A student, or anything, and I just couldn’t help but notice it... and “outta” is not a word. And as for that last line... yeah.
*Memory*
Wow, we just had sex, real sex, and now we were laying on the roof of Micky’s house. Okay, so the thing is the closet was REAL too, but we never really got to finish... what we started that day. Anyway, right now, we were a sexual cliché of sweat and tangled limbs, panting into each other’s faces as if we had just run a marathon.
“Wow, I’m really out of shape.” Micky said.
“I’m tired too... oh my god, we didn’t even use a condom!” I tried to lift myself off of him, but he just wrapped his arms around my waist and kept me laying on top of him. Fine, I was just going to move so he could be more conformable, but he CLEARLY is fine with the way things are.
“So, it’s not like you can get me pregnant.”
“I know that, but, I mean, you could still be, I mean, do you have any S..T..D, oh wait, they’re suppose to be called STI’s now right, crap, I’m suppose to ask this stuff before we do it, not after!”
“Junnie,” He stretched his neck forward, and kissed my forehead. “First off, calm down, you don’t want to alert my parents that we’re up here, do you? And secondly, what makes you think that I’ve ever even had sex before now, well except that thing with YOU in the storage closet?”
“Well, it’s just that, well, people made it sound like you were with a lot of girls in your last school.”
“I was, but I didn’t have sex with them, we just dated.”
“Oh, so this was really your first... well, technically second time, too?”
“Why so shocked?”
“I’m not, I mean... it’s just that you’re always so... sexually aggressive, so I just thought that...” Micky laughed.
“Oh I am, am I? Well, again, it’s only because I’m with you, and how can you even say that, when you were the one that initiated that whole storage closet thing, if I remember it correctly.”
“You do. So... I’m sorry for thinking you were a slut.”
“It’s OH-... well when you put it like that... besides that first week of school, when I was still stalking you, I really did believe you were already banging that Joo Eun chick.”
“What!” Then Yoochun put his finger to his lips in order to tell me to keep the voice volume down. “No, Park Yoochun, I never even really kissed her, you, in fact, have been my first... for everything.” He smiled.
“Call me “Micky”, okay.”
“Micky.”
One for the money and the, free rides,
Its two for the lie that you, denied,
All rise, all rise.
Three for the calls that you’ve, been making-
I picked up my cell phone then, and said, “Hello?” It was Mom reminding me that my “Micky curfew” (one of the things Mom and Dad came up with to try and prevent us from having sex again) was almost up. “Yeah, I’m on my way home now, so I’ll see you in a few.” Then we swapped “I love you”s, and hung up.
“That’s a cool song.”
“Yeah, I love that song.”
“Is there anything else that you love?” Micky asked. He also started pulling his clothes back on. I guess I should start getting dressed too.
“That I love?...well I love things like singing, and... umm my parents and brother and... hey, don’t put those on.”
“What, why?”
“Those are mine, you’re putting on MY boxers.”
“Well, how am I suppose to know that, it’s pitch black out here, I can barely see you anymore.” I walked right up to him and laid my hands on his bare chest.
“Can you see me now?”
“Yes.” We kissed. “So hey, why don’t you just wear my boxers.”
“No can do, my Mom will know they’re not mine, and how do you think it would look if I went home wearing YOUR boxers?”
“It would look like we just had sex, and what, your mom checks your underwear before you go to bed, or something?”
“No, but when I get home I’m going to need to take a shower, and then throw my clothes in the hamper, and my mom cleans my room ever night, and he takes the dirty laundry, so he’ll see the boxers aren’t mine, and he’ll know that..."
“Okay, okay.” I had my underwear thrown at my head. “Take the damn undies, but, now where the hell are mine?”
*End memory*
We ended up finding his a few seconds later, and then I rode my bike home. I was so tired that I said “screw it” to the shower idea, or even changing into my pajamas, and just crashed in my day clothes on my bed, and feel asleep instantly. I realize now that Micky had asked what else I love, to try and see if I would say I love him. Which I do... just at that moment my mind was kind of all over the place, but the second the opportunity comes up again, I will tell Micky I love him. I wonder if BECAUSE I didn’t say it that night, it prompted him to write me this note.
But I would have to think on it later, because we finally arrived at the school. It was packed. We ended up having to park in the Middle School parking lot, and then having to sprint over to the High School building. It was even more packed inside the gym. Eun Sun, Minnie, and I had to stand in the back with all the others who most likely arrived late as well. I tried to find some of my friends who said they would be here... but... oh wait, there’s Monkey coming towards me now. My parents had left to go to... wherever the Seniors were supposed to go before the ceremony started.
“Hey.” Monkey said when he was close enough.
“Hey.”
“You know Micky saved seats for you guys.” He then pointed over to the bleachers on our right, though I didn’t see Micky. “Though you can’t see him because he has to lay across the bleachers to save the seats, so come on.” YAY! I love Micky. We followed Monkey and sure enough, there was Micky laying across the bleachers. Though when he sat back up there ended up being only enough room to seat two other people comfortably. Micky motioned for me to come to him. So I did, then he patted his lap.
“You sure?” He looked me up and down and then grinned.
“Yeah, I’m sure I can handle your bubble butt.”
“Are you calling me fat?”
“No, I’m calling you bootylicious, now sit.” I rolled my eyes before I sat down in Micky’s lap. “Besides we need to take special care of these lovely lumps because of that dog incident.”
“Oh please, I’m trying to forget that ever happened... not that Minnie’s made that an EASY task.” He chuckled softly.
“Fine, I’ll change the subject... ummm.... oh, so how are you going to get to school next year?”
“Dad’s going to drop us off in the morning, and then in the afternoon, whoever is home at the time, they, are going to pick us up. Otherwise, we’ll just use our bikes like we have been.”
“Cool, oh and I forgot to ask yesterday, have things gotten any better with the uh... female in the house.” He whispered the last part in my ear. I grinned and moved my head away so I could turn and look at him. He moved his head forward so I could whisper into his ear.
“It’s still weird. I mean, especially when like Min leaves for work, so it’s just us and... her, like I don’t know what to say to her, I really don’t, like what am I suppose to say “hey, how’s that whole, carrying my brother’s baby, thing going’?” Micky laughed.
“Yeah sure, say that. Besides it has only been like a week, so I’m sure it’ll get easier with time. By the way, umm... did you find a note in your room, by chance?” Wow, Micky acting shy is so weird. But also so cute.
“You mean the note you left me under my pillow.” I took out the note from my pocket. I leaned back against him and together we reread the note he gave me. “It’s perfect. I really love it.”
“Yeah, well, I love you.”
“I know.” He sighed, and lightly hit his head against mine.
“Junnie.”
“What?” I tried to fight back my smirk, but failed. “Oh, did you want me to say “I love you” back, my love?”
“Well, it would have been nice...” He saw the laughter in my eyes. “Hey, that’s not very nice... wait, does that mean you were just pretending to be clueless all those other times too?”
“What other times?”
“Never mind, just say the words.”
“What wor- oh, I love you, Micky.”
“I love you too, Junnie.”
“Ack, and Monkey would love some earplugs and a barf bag.” Monkey said, romantic moment, shattered. Oh well, we WERE still in a gym surrounded by hundreds of people. I stuck my tongue out at Monkey, then put the note back in my pocket. I leaned back against Micky again. His arms came around my waist and he linked his hands together. I placed my arms over his and held onto his wrists. Then we all heard the graduation music begin. It was being played on a CD player that had a microphone in front of it. The Seniors where lined up by height. And they were in gender mixed pairs. So I was highly amused when I saw Mom walk down the center of the gym with BoA nuna by his side. WOW, I wish I was there when they had to rehearse this... or even when they were outside the gym waiting to come in moments ago. I heard Mom really chewed BoA nuna out at prom.
Anyway, so yeah, they walked down the isle in the middle of the gym, onto the makeshift platform, that I myself... and many others, helped put together. And then the ceremony began. Basically, it was one speaker after another. So it was boring for the most part, but then Mom and Dad both made speeches. Dad got Valedictorian and Mom was the Salutatorian. So they both had to make speeches. Dad began his with. “To the world you may be one person, but to one person you may be the world.” But that’s Dad for you. He always says things in just the right way so you will remember his words long after he says them. And Mom began his speech with “Dreams will get you nowhere, but a good kick in the pants will take you a long way.” But that’s Mom for you. He can also make you never forget his words, but he says it as if he is speaking from the heart every time, like he is telling you his own personal feelings, and just entwines it with the truth. Level headed and wise, this is my father. Genuine and forthright, this is my mother. After their speeches, there was some more... speeches. Then they played the class song over the speakers: Lean on Me by Bill Withers. Then finally, it was time to pass out the diplomas. I listened with one ear for the names of my parents (since the other ear was being nibbled away at by my Micky... hungry are we?).
Jung Joo Bin
Jung Yun Ho. YAY Dad! And I didn’t know Dad was going to have his birth name be announced. Though I guess it makes sense, I mean, it’s the name he uses on all of their official papers like taxes and such. Though he won’t be “Jung” for long. It was already decided that he would permanently change his name to “Kim”, when he and Mom got married. Something about it being easier to have him change his name then have Mom, Min, and me change ours... that and Mom didn’t like the way “Jung Jae Joong” sounded. He said it made him sound like a character in a nursery rhyme.
Kim Hee Chul
Kim Hyun Bin. That’s that scary girl that had a huge crush on Mom.... remember?
Kim Jae Joong. YAY Mom! And then they named everyone else, like Leeteuk hyung, Yesung hyung, and Hankyung hyung. And then that was it. The Principal went up and began her final speech. At the words “Class of 2007, congratulations, you did it”, the sprinklers went off.
Girls’ screams could be heard all around. I even let out a surprised yelp of my own. I looked around the stage to try and locate my parents, since yeah, the second the water started coming down all hell broke loose. Oh there they... oh geeze, there were my parents, frickin making out under the flow of the sprinklers in our school gymnasium. It looked romantic yeah, but ew... they’re my parents, and do they have to do that here... well if THEY can. I turned my head around, and swiftly leaned over, and pressed my lips against Micky’s.
“What was that for?” He asked when we parted.
“What, now I need a reason to kiss you?”
“Heck no, I just thought I’d ask.” We kissed again. Then I felt Micky’s hands leave my waist and start traveling downwards.
“Micky!”
“What?”
“You know very well what.” He stuck his tongue out at me.
“Ummm, I hate to break this obviously mushy moment, but I really want to leave now, Xiah, and I don’t want Eun Sun to get sick.” Min said. I looked over at Eun Sun, who was already using Min’s jean jacket as a temporary umbrella.
“Wait, where did Monkey go?”
“Eunhyuk hyung took off the second the water started coming down.” Ack... oh well, now I’ll something to tease him about at school on Monday... that is, if we even have school on Monday...
“Fine, you stay here, we’ll go get Mom and Dad.” With that said, I got off of Micky. I saw Micky wince as he stood up.
“What’s wrong?”
“Eh, I guess I wasn’t ready for your jelly.”
“What?”
“I love you.”
“Ummm, I love you too.” I then took his hand in mine and we made our way over to my parents. They were still where I last saw them, but now just sitting on the floor. Mom was sitting in Dad’s lap, and they were facing each other. They were just... talking.
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On to the next part
Rating: PG 13 - R (This part: R..Hot Damn, the things I imply)
Pairings: EunMin, Yoosu, Jaeho (not necessarily in that order)
Summery: Life can be funny, it can over dramatic, it can be tragic, life can be frustrating, it can be weird, scary, sexy, complicated, awkward, confusing, joyful, simple, tender, surprising, amusing, sweet, overwhelming and a pain in the ass to go through only one day at a time. You read and witnessed all of these things for and with the Kim Family. Now read about how life moves on. Read how life can be wonderful.
A/N: Part 2, Junsu's view... prepare for Yoosu. Enjoy.
Story one here (It's Yoosu) Story four here (It's Yoosu)
Story two here (It's Jaeho) Story five here (It's Jaeho)
Story three here (It's EunMin) Story six here (It's EunMin)
In the past: one
I was getting bored during the car ride to school, so for maybe the hundredth time that morning, I stuck my hand in my pocket and pulled out a piece of paper. But not just any piece of paper, for this certain piece contained a note... a love note that Micky had written for me yesterday. It wasn’t anything special, like the paper wasn’t fancy, or anything. It was just something he must have snuck under my pillow, when he was over yesterday, when I wasn’t looking. I found it last night, before I fell asleep. The note read:
Hello, my Junnie,
I hope you are clad in only skimpy briefs or boxers while you are reading this, love ;). I just want you to know you mean the world to me, Junnie. Every time we’re not together, I end up missing you like crazy. I know that’s probably a crazy thing to read, I mean, I know we’ve only known each other for a little while but, I feel like you being in my life is the only thing that DOES make since, the only thing that DOESN’T sound crazy. You’ve asked me once, maybe twice, if I ever meant it when I said that I love you.
The answer is yes, Junnie, I do love you, so very much.
Just thought you outta know.
Love, me.
P.S. You know, we really ought to have sex in a BED sometime ;)
He didn’t need to write “Micky”, and I think it would have sounded silly if he did. I mean, who else could it be... who else would call me his “Junnie”. Oh, and I know he should have used “sense” there... well it’s not like he’s an A student, or anything, and I just couldn’t help but notice it... and “outta” is not a word. And as for that last line... yeah.
*Memory*
Wow, we just had sex, real sex, and now we were laying on the roof of Micky’s house. Okay, so the thing is the closet was REAL too, but we never really got to finish... what we started that day. Anyway, right now, we were a sexual cliché of sweat and tangled limbs, panting into each other’s faces as if we had just run a marathon.
“Wow, I’m really out of shape.” Micky said.
“I’m tired too... oh my god, we didn’t even use a condom!” I tried to lift myself off of him, but he just wrapped his arms around my waist and kept me laying on top of him. Fine, I was just going to move so he could be more conformable, but he CLEARLY is fine with the way things are.
“So, it’s not like you can get me pregnant.”
“I know that, but, I mean, you could still be, I mean, do you have any S..T..D, oh wait, they’re suppose to be called STI’s now right, crap, I’m suppose to ask this stuff before we do it, not after!”
“Junnie,” He stretched his neck forward, and kissed my forehead. “First off, calm down, you don’t want to alert my parents that we’re up here, do you? And secondly, what makes you think that I’ve ever even had sex before now, well except that thing with YOU in the storage closet?”
“Well, it’s just that, well, people made it sound like you were with a lot of girls in your last school.”
“I was, but I didn’t have sex with them, we just dated.”
“Oh, so this was really your first... well, technically second time, too?”
“Why so shocked?”
“I’m not, I mean... it’s just that you’re always so... sexually aggressive, so I just thought that...” Micky laughed.
“Oh I am, am I? Well, again, it’s only because I’m with you, and how can you even say that, when you were the one that initiated that whole storage closet thing, if I remember it correctly.”
“You do. So... I’m sorry for thinking you were a slut.”
“It’s OH-... well when you put it like that... besides that first week of school, when I was still stalking you, I really did believe you were already banging that Joo Eun chick.”
“What!” Then Yoochun put his finger to his lips in order to tell me to keep the voice volume down. “No, Park Yoochun, I never even really kissed her, you, in fact, have been my first... for everything.” He smiled.
“Call me “Micky”, okay.”
“Micky.”
One for the money and the, free rides,
Its two for the lie that you, denied,
All rise, all rise.
Three for the calls that you’ve, been making-
I picked up my cell phone then, and said, “Hello?” It was Mom reminding me that my “Micky curfew” (one of the things Mom and Dad came up with to try and prevent us from having sex again) was almost up. “Yeah, I’m on my way home now, so I’ll see you in a few.” Then we swapped “I love you”s, and hung up.
“That’s a cool song.”
“Yeah, I love that song.”
“Is there anything else that you love?” Micky asked. He also started pulling his clothes back on. I guess I should start getting dressed too.
“That I love?...well I love things like singing, and... umm my parents and brother and... hey, don’t put those on.”
“What, why?”
“Those are mine, you’re putting on MY boxers.”
“Well, how am I suppose to know that, it’s pitch black out here, I can barely see you anymore.” I walked right up to him and laid my hands on his bare chest.
“Can you see me now?”
“Yes.” We kissed. “So hey, why don’t you just wear my boxers.”
“No can do, my Mom will know they’re not mine, and how do you think it would look if I went home wearing YOUR boxers?”
“It would look like we just had sex, and what, your mom checks your underwear before you go to bed, or something?”
“No, but when I get home I’m going to need to take a shower, and then throw my clothes in the hamper, and my mom cleans my room ever night, and he takes the dirty laundry, so he’ll see the boxers aren’t mine, and he’ll know that..."
“Okay, okay.” I had my underwear thrown at my head. “Take the damn undies, but, now where the hell are mine?”
*End memory*
We ended up finding his a few seconds later, and then I rode my bike home. I was so tired that I said “screw it” to the shower idea, or even changing into my pajamas, and just crashed in my day clothes on my bed, and feel asleep instantly. I realize now that Micky had asked what else I love, to try and see if I would say I love him. Which I do... just at that moment my mind was kind of all over the place, but the second the opportunity comes up again, I will tell Micky I love him. I wonder if BECAUSE I didn’t say it that night, it prompted him to write me this note.
But I would have to think on it later, because we finally arrived at the school. It was packed. We ended up having to park in the Middle School parking lot, and then having to sprint over to the High School building. It was even more packed inside the gym. Eun Sun, Minnie, and I had to stand in the back with all the others who most likely arrived late as well. I tried to find some of my friends who said they would be here... but... oh wait, there’s Monkey coming towards me now. My parents had left to go to... wherever the Seniors were supposed to go before the ceremony started.
“Hey.” Monkey said when he was close enough.
“Hey.”
“You know Micky saved seats for you guys.” He then pointed over to the bleachers on our right, though I didn’t see Micky. “Though you can’t see him because he has to lay across the bleachers to save the seats, so come on.” YAY! I love Micky. We followed Monkey and sure enough, there was Micky laying across the bleachers. Though when he sat back up there ended up being only enough room to seat two other people comfortably. Micky motioned for me to come to him. So I did, then he patted his lap.
“You sure?” He looked me up and down and then grinned.
“Yeah, I’m sure I can handle your bubble butt.”
“Are you calling me fat?”
“No, I’m calling you bootylicious, now sit.” I rolled my eyes before I sat down in Micky’s lap. “Besides we need to take special care of these lovely lumps because of that dog incident.”
“Oh please, I’m trying to forget that ever happened... not that Minnie’s made that an EASY task.” He chuckled softly.
“Fine, I’ll change the subject... ummm.... oh, so how are you going to get to school next year?”
“Dad’s going to drop us off in the morning, and then in the afternoon, whoever is home at the time, they, are going to pick us up. Otherwise, we’ll just use our bikes like we have been.”
“Cool, oh and I forgot to ask yesterday, have things gotten any better with the uh... female in the house.” He whispered the last part in my ear. I grinned and moved my head away so I could turn and look at him. He moved his head forward so I could whisper into his ear.
“It’s still weird. I mean, especially when like Min leaves for work, so it’s just us and... her, like I don’t know what to say to her, I really don’t, like what am I suppose to say “hey, how’s that whole, carrying my brother’s baby, thing going’?” Micky laughed.
“Yeah sure, say that. Besides it has only been like a week, so I’m sure it’ll get easier with time. By the way, umm... did you find a note in your room, by chance?” Wow, Micky acting shy is so weird. But also so cute.
“You mean the note you left me under my pillow.” I took out the note from my pocket. I leaned back against him and together we reread the note he gave me. “It’s perfect. I really love it.”
“Yeah, well, I love you.”
“I know.” He sighed, and lightly hit his head against mine.
“Junnie.”
“What?” I tried to fight back my smirk, but failed. “Oh, did you want me to say “I love you” back, my love?”
“Well, it would have been nice...” He saw the laughter in my eyes. “Hey, that’s not very nice... wait, does that mean you were just pretending to be clueless all those other times too?”
“What other times?”
“Never mind, just say the words.”
“What wor- oh, I love you, Micky.”
“I love you too, Junnie.”
“Ack, and Monkey would love some earplugs and a barf bag.” Monkey said, romantic moment, shattered. Oh well, we WERE still in a gym surrounded by hundreds of people. I stuck my tongue out at Monkey, then put the note back in my pocket. I leaned back against Micky again. His arms came around my waist and he linked his hands together. I placed my arms over his and held onto his wrists. Then we all heard the graduation music begin. It was being played on a CD player that had a microphone in front of it. The Seniors where lined up by height. And they were in gender mixed pairs. So I was highly amused when I saw Mom walk down the center of the gym with BoA nuna by his side. WOW, I wish I was there when they had to rehearse this... or even when they were outside the gym waiting to come in moments ago. I heard Mom really chewed BoA nuna out at prom.
Anyway, so yeah, they walked down the isle in the middle of the gym, onto the makeshift platform, that I myself... and many others, helped put together. And then the ceremony began. Basically, it was one speaker after another. So it was boring for the most part, but then Mom and Dad both made speeches. Dad got Valedictorian and Mom was the Salutatorian. So they both had to make speeches. Dad began his with. “To the world you may be one person, but to one person you may be the world.” But that’s Dad for you. He always says things in just the right way so you will remember his words long after he says them. And Mom began his speech with “Dreams will get you nowhere, but a good kick in the pants will take you a long way.” But that’s Mom for you. He can also make you never forget his words, but he says it as if he is speaking from the heart every time, like he is telling you his own personal feelings, and just entwines it with the truth. Level headed and wise, this is my father. Genuine and forthright, this is my mother. After their speeches, there was some more... speeches. Then they played the class song over the speakers: Lean on Me by Bill Withers. Then finally, it was time to pass out the diplomas. I listened with one ear for the names of my parents (since the other ear was being nibbled away at by my Micky... hungry are we?).
Jung Joo Bin
Jung Yun Ho. YAY Dad! And I didn’t know Dad was going to have his birth name be announced. Though I guess it makes sense, I mean, it’s the name he uses on all of their official papers like taxes and such. Though he won’t be “Jung” for long. It was already decided that he would permanently change his name to “Kim”, when he and Mom got married. Something about it being easier to have him change his name then have Mom, Min, and me change ours... that and Mom didn’t like the way “Jung Jae Joong” sounded. He said it made him sound like a character in a nursery rhyme.
Kim Hee Chul
Kim Hyun Bin. That’s that scary girl that had a huge crush on Mom.... remember?
Kim Jae Joong. YAY Mom! And then they named everyone else, like Leeteuk hyung, Yesung hyung, and Hankyung hyung. And then that was it. The Principal went up and began her final speech. At the words “Class of 2007, congratulations, you did it”, the sprinklers went off.
Girls’ screams could be heard all around. I even let out a surprised yelp of my own. I looked around the stage to try and locate my parents, since yeah, the second the water started coming down all hell broke loose. Oh there they... oh geeze, there were my parents, frickin making out under the flow of the sprinklers in our school gymnasium. It looked romantic yeah, but ew... they’re my parents, and do they have to do that here... well if THEY can. I turned my head around, and swiftly leaned over, and pressed my lips against Micky’s.
“What was that for?” He asked when we parted.
“What, now I need a reason to kiss you?”
“Heck no, I just thought I’d ask.” We kissed again. Then I felt Micky’s hands leave my waist and start traveling downwards.
“Micky!”
“What?”
“You know very well what.” He stuck his tongue out at me.
“Ummm, I hate to break this obviously mushy moment, but I really want to leave now, Xiah, and I don’t want Eun Sun to get sick.” Min said. I looked over at Eun Sun, who was already using Min’s jean jacket as a temporary umbrella.
“Wait, where did Monkey go?”
“Eunhyuk hyung took off the second the water started coming down.” Ack... oh well, now I’ll something to tease him about at school on Monday... that is, if we even have school on Monday...
“Fine, you stay here, we’ll go get Mom and Dad.” With that said, I got off of Micky. I saw Micky wince as he stood up.
“What’s wrong?”
“Eh, I guess I wasn’t ready for your jelly.”
“What?”
“I love you.”
“Ummm, I love you too.” I then took his hand in mine and we made our way over to my parents. They were still where I last saw them, but now just sitting on the floor. Mom was sitting in Dad’s lap, and they were facing each other. They were just... talking.
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