[fic] Chapter 9 - Love Complex
Title: Love Complex
Length: 8/??
Author:JadeXScandal
Rating: overall NC17
Pairings: YooSu (main), YunJae (side), MinSu(one sided).
Themes: Romance, smut, Angst and some fluff at times.
Warning: Unbetaed, Yaoi, BoyXBoy, you name it!
Disclaimer: I'm still saving my money., & banner made by aiko103
Summary for this chapter: Finally Yoochun's being clear to Junsu, and they make up with some very special activity.
A/N: It's monday again. And my parents are stupid. period.
Previous Chapters:
Prologue - The salvation
Chapter 1 - Seduction
Chapter 2 - Find your muse
Chapter 3 - Sexual Education and Cosplay
Chapter 4 - Discovered
Chapter 5 - Morning excercises and betrayal
Chapter 6 - Tell me the truth
Chapter 7a - Cheating (part 1)
Chapter 7b - Cheating (part 2)
Chapter 8 - Open up your heart
Note:
-This fic will be updated every Monday
-There had been a little confusion about the way they address Jaejoong in this fic, if you don't remember, then read the Character profiles , I can remember I mentioned the reason there. Hopes it clears up the confusion :).
- The text the italic parts are the Junsu's (and sometimes Yoochun's) thoughts.
Chapter 9 - Why make up sex is the best sex you can have.
"One for the money and the free rides, it's two for the lie that you denied. All rise, all rise." Junsu sang, while walking around Yoochun’s apartment, drying his hair with a towel. When he saw Yoochun sitting on the couch, he grinned and broke into a sprint, landing right on top of the elder's lap. "Yah, Yoochun. What are we going to do today?"
Yoochun patted Junsu on his head. "Why do you ask?"
"Just because." Junsu giggled, pressing his lips on Yoochun's cheek. "It's Saturday, so that means no school, right?"
"Oh. That." Yoochun rubbed the back of his head; actually, he’d thought of starting the extra tutoring today, but it looks like Junsu has some other ideas in mind. "Well, actually..."
"NO! WAIT! Don't say anything!" Junsu squeaked as he muffled Yoochun by covering his mouth. "Let's do something fun. No, wait! Let's go out! I want to go somewhere please~"
Why did Junsu have to beg like that? After last night, Junsu had finally returned to being his normal, outgoing self again. Yoochun was glad to see him like that again, he had been a little depressed during the time Junsu avoided him. He couldn't be happier than he was right now, since everything was back on track again.
But now, he had to disappoint the boy. "Junsu-ah, I'm terribly sorry but... we have to start the extra tutoring."
"Extra... tutoring?!"
---
"Jaejoong... yah... Jaejoong?" A voice spoke to him in a sweet, soft volume; it sounded good to Jaejoong's ears. Slowly, he opened his eyes and stared into two round orbs. Scratch that; two familiar orbs. "C-Changmin?"
"Thank god you're awake! I was beginning to worry, you know." The younger said with a modest smile on his face.
Jaejoong continued staring blankly at him. Where was he? And why was Changmin here? Slowly, he started to remember what happened the night before. The argument he had with Yunho... what did he do after that? "Err... Changmin... where am I?"
"At my house, of course." Changmin replied, heading for the kitchen. "I found you some blocks away sleeping on a park bench; I couldn't let you stay there like that."
"Oh..." Slowly, Jaejoong got up from the couch and let his eyes wander around Changmin's living room; it was nicely established, but it didn't seem like he was the only one living here. He looked at the blanket covering him; a big, green blanket with tiny deers on it. Jaejoong chuckled at the cuteness.
Changmin came back not long after with a bowl of soup. "Sorry I have nothing better to offer, I'm not that good at cooking." Jaejoong beamed thankfully at him and took the warm bowl.
"Thank you..." The soup wasn't the best he’d ever had, but he was grateful of Changmin's kind offer, he had never thought the guy could be so nice since he was the one threatening to blabber about his relationship with Yunho.
"So, what were you doing all on your own at night, sleeping on a bench?" He asked once he took a seat on the couch opposite the school nurse.
"I'd rather not talk about that." Changmin nodded.
"I understand... well, if you want you can wash up before you going back to Yunho-shii. I'm sure he's worried about you."
When he heard the man’s name, Jaejoong accidentally dropped the spoon, spilling the hot soup onto his clothes. "Ouch! Oh no…" Jaejoong said distressed, his white shirt was drenched with the red liquid. It was going to leave quite a stain.
Changmin was at his side in an instant, unbuttoning the shirt from Jaejoong's body. Jaejoong was startled. "C-Changmin!"
"It will burn your skin if you leave it on. I'll wash it for you."
"O-okay." Jaejoong was taken aback by Changmin's kindness. His mind that should’ve been full of dirty, hardcore porn, was actually different than he’d expected. He was so nice. Jaejoong snuggled back onto the couch again, with the blanket covering up his now exposed chest.
This was such a different environment than the one he was used to. "Changminnie~ Are you up already?" A sweet woman's voice called. The door swung open and Jaejoong saw a kind-looking woman, dressed in a sleeping gown, entering the living room. "Oh dear. Who are you, young man?"
"I... I'm Kim Jaejoong, Ahjumma." Jaejoong quickly responded to her and got up from the couch, hiding his bare chest with the blanket.
The lady chuckled at him. "Oh, you must be one of Changmin's friends. It’s about time he brought someone home. I'm Shim Hee Jin, but Ahjumma is alright with me."
So this is Changmin's mother? She looks so kind, Jaejoong thought. "N-nice to meet you."
"Jaejoong, your shirt will be clean in an hour. I brought you something else to we-" Changmin returned, and when he saw his mother he smiled. "Umma, good morning."
"My little boy, why didn't you tell me you were bringing over a friend?" Mrs. Shim asked while squeezing his cheeks. "I could’ve prepared something for the both of you."
"Ah. Umma, don't be like this." Changmin scratched the back of his head. "I don’t think Jaejoong wants to sta-“
“I’d love to have breakfast with you, Ahjumma!” Jaejoong said quickly while tugging Changmin’s shirt out of his hands and putting it on. “I can also help you to prepare if you need help?”
“Aigoo! Changminnie, your friend is so nice!” Mrs. Shim said happily. “Unlike someone in our house.” Her eyes turned to her son, who sighed. “It’d be nice to have someone help me out for once.”
When Jaejoong was about to follow Changmin’s mother to the kitchen, Changmin took his wrist. “Jaejoong, it’s okay. She can do it herself.”
“No, it’s the least I can do. You already took care of me.” Jaejoong replied, smiling brightly as he headed into the kitchen.
Changmin scratched the back of his head and shrugged his shoulders. “Alright then.”
---
“Yoochun~ I’m bored!” Junsu whined while staring at the long English text he had to read. “It’s Saturday, I thought we were going to do something fun today…”
Yoochun sighed. “You only have to read this text. C’mon it’s not that hard.”
Upset, Junsu slammed his head against the kitchen table. “Ouch. Ouch…“
“Junsu-ah, don’t be like this.” Yoochun chuckled and wrapped his arms around Junsu’s waist, placing a soft kiss onto the boy’s cheek. “Just read it. After that, I promise we’ll do something fun.”
Junsu turned his head to see the sly smile on the teacher’s face. “Really?”
“Really. The earlier you read the text, the faster we’ll do something fun.”
That was the drive Junsu needed to start reading. Actually, his accent was kind of good; Yoochun was surprised when he heard the boy’s reading. But it was strange, his English was good. So why did he score such low grades in class?
When Junsu was done reading, he focused his big, shiny eyes on the teacher. “It wasn’t that good... was it?”
Yoochun leaned closer and cupped the student’s soft cheeks. “Well actually, I’m kind of surprised to hear you speak English like that, Junsu-ah.”
“Ah! Really?!” Junsu made a little triumph dance on the chair before Yoochun pulled him into his lap, pressing his lips on Junsu’s.
“But, if you’re this good at English, why didn’t you score well?” Yoochun asked curiously.
“Well, actually that’s…” Junsu bit on his lip. “I did get good grades when I was younger. But even when I had the highest grade in my class, they wouldn’t pay attention to me…”
“They? Who wouldn’t pay attention to you?” The past had always been a hard subject to Junsu. He never really had friends, so he couldn’t tell anyone about his problems. His parents were never there for him, acting like he never existed. Junsu decided then that it was better to finally get his past off his chest.
Taking a deep breath, he snuggled up against Yoochun’s chest and started telling the teacher about his past; Junsu wasn’t the only child in his family, he had a younger sister, Yun Jin. The girl was born with autism, something his parents couldn’t understand and couldn’t handle. So when they found out about his sister’s illness, they focused all their care and love on the little girl. Junsu was left to care of himself.
At first he didn’t really blame them; he understood Yun Jin needed that extra care. But somehow, as he grew older, his parents started to put more pressure on him. They would vent all their anger onto their son, and Junsu could do nothing but rebel against them.
But it was a mistake. They told him he was a disgrace to their family, that he was blaming his parents for Yun Jin’s state, and he was being selfish. It was all a lie, but Junsu took it seriously. He’d thought that by scoring good grades and being a good student would make them see that he was a good son. But no matter how hard he tried, it didn’t pay off at all.
Then maybe, he could try being the exact opposite of what he was before. By scoring low grades, he’d thought that he could get his parents’ attention. But the same thing happened. They didn’t care at all.
Junsu had never received love from his parents. In fact, he’d never received love from anyone else. Most of the time, he was on his own.
After a while, he couldn’t take living a life like that anymore. Days before he’d decided to jump off the viaduct; he had been hanging around that place, looking down at the road beneath it. He kept doubting and questioning himself; should he do this? Or should he continue with the life he has now?
It took him 5 days to find out that he didn’t want to continue this anymore. It would be better for everybody around him; his parents, Yun Jin, and of course, better for himself too.
He couldn’t take the awful words they told him every day. He couldn’t take the furious glares his parents would give him whenever he returned home from school. It even rained the day he tried to end his life.
But when he was falling down, ready to hit the ground and die a painful death, Yoochun saved him.
That was the nicest thing someone had ever done for him in his whole life.
Junsu never learnt what love was. He’d never felt before that warm feeling he felt when he was at Yoochun’s for the first time, when he saw Yoochun’s concerned face, and his deep, comforting voice trying to soothe him. The way his heart beat scared him at first, but not long after, he knew what it meant.
He owed his life to the teacher.
While Yoochun was listening to Junsu’s heartbreaking past, he finally understood why Junsu was so insecure or careless at times. He was in an unknown situation, where someone had finally given him the attention he needed so much. He noticed that Junsu was crying. He wrapped his arms around the student and kissed his forehead. “Junsu-ah, thank you.”
Junsu lifted his head. Yoochun could see the pure sadness reflecting in his eyes. “T-thank you for w-what?”
“For telling me this. Now that you’ve told me about all this, I can finally understand.” Yoochun whispered against Junsu’s cheek, kissing the tears away. “You don’t have to worry anymore Junsu. I’ll take care of you.”
“Y-Yoochun…”
“Shh... don’t cry anymore, Junsu-ah.”
This was exactly what Junsu needed; someone who could soothe him while he was crying. The gap that was in his heart, Yoochun filled it up.
Junsu caressed Yoochun’s cheek, first kissing his nose before pressing his lips against both his cheeks and lips. Their kiss was sweet but slowly changed to a rougher embrace. Tongues collided, saliva dripped from their lips and the teacher’s hands touched the student’s fine ass.
Slowly, they got aware of each other’s hard-on, rubbing against each other when they broke their kiss. They exchanged smiles. “Junsu-ah, I think I might need some help. I have a little problem down there.”
Junsu grinned and his hands travelled down Yoochun’s pants. When he touched the hard meat, he got even more aroused. He was still amazed at how big the teacher was. “What do you want me to do, Yoochun-shii?”
“Hmm, I think a shower would be good.”
---
“Ahjumma, thank you for the delicious breakfast.” Jaejoong said gratefully when he and Changmin were gathering the plates to wash the dishes.
Mrs. Shim smiled happily and pinched Jaejoong’s cheek. “Don’t thank me Jaejoongie. You helped me out a lot!”
The compliment shocked Jaejoong. He had never received a compliment for anything he did. Especially from Yunho... he’d never received any compliments from that guy. Jaejoong blushed and turned around to the sink to start washing the plates. This was so different from what he was used to.
“Jaejoong, you’ve been washing the same plate for over a minute. I think its clean now.” Changmin said to him. Jaejoong snapped out of his thoughts and handed the plate over to the other.
“I’m sorry.”
Changmin sighed and dried the plate. “It’s okay, you must be tired.”
“No… I’m alright.”
“Are you sure?”
“Eh?”
Changmin placed the dried plates back into the cupboards. “I don’t think you’re alright. You could’ve caught a cold from sleeping outside, you know.”
“That’s… I was just on my way home, I think I became too tired.”
“Do you think it’s strange if I say I don’t believe you?”
“…. No.”
Was he that obvious? Was it so clear that something had happened the night before? Jaejoong bit on his lip as he placed a mug on the dry rack. He knew Changmin was known to be quite sharp. Even when he tried so hard to hide his sadness, it seemed impossible.
“If you want, you can tell me what’s wrong.”
“I’ve nothing to tell you, Changmin-shii.”
“Does it have something to do with Headmaster Yunho-shii?” And with that, Jaejoong dropped a mug; it shattered to pieces once the ceramic hit the ground. The shards scattered everywhere onto the ground, and in the middle was Jaejoong, who was trembling and on his knees right now. His head hung low and tears poured out of his eyes.
“Jaejoong…”
“No… d-don’t touch me…”
Changmin pulled his hand back. He was in some serious trouble. “If you’re not going to tell me, then I’ll never know how to help you.” He squatted to clean up the ceramic shards on the floor.
“I-it’s none of your business…”
What should he do now? He knew Yunho used him, and that he didn’t love him. But he couldn’t just blurt it all out. He still loved Yunho, no matter how bad he treated him.
He didn’t need help.
Or did he?
---
Jade's words:
♥ -Gaah, took me a little longer than expected! 0_____o but yeah :D there it is, the smut didn't come out that quickly, so that's why it took me a little longer.
♥ - It's almost 11 o'clock right now, my parents won't be back till 1 am. I still need to do my German assignment, and I didn't finish the sketches for my final assignment 0____o gaaah! I'm so screwed. It will get late tonight =____=.
♥ - Hope you guys liked this, the make up sex 8DD... I don't know where this came from actually... but I think it was because someone on TV said once, Make up sex is the best sex you can have! (I think it was Jochem meyer, he's a dutch commedian and he's HELLA funny XD)
Going to sleep now, See you tomorrow honey buns n____n!
Length: 8/??
Author:JadeXScandal
Rating: overall NC17
Pairings: YooSu (main), YunJae (side), MinSu(one sided).
Themes: Romance, smut, Angst and some fluff at times.
Warning: Unbetaed, Yaoi, BoyXBoy, you name it!
Disclaimer: I'm still saving my money., & banner made by aiko103
Summary for this chapter: Finally Yoochun's being clear to Junsu, and they make up with some very special activity.
A/N: It's monday again. And my parents are stupid. period.
Previous Chapters:
Prologue - The salvation
Chapter 1 - Seduction
Chapter 2 - Find your muse
Chapter 3 - Sexual Education and Cosplay
Chapter 4 - Discovered
Chapter 5 - Morning excercises and betrayal
Chapter 6 - Tell me the truth
Chapter 7a - Cheating (part 1)
Chapter 7b - Cheating (part 2)
Chapter 8 - Open up your heart
Note:
-This fic will be updated every Monday
-There had been a little confusion about the way they address Jaejoong in this fic, if you don't remember, then read the Character profiles , I can remember I mentioned the reason there. Hopes it clears up the confusion :).
- The text the italic parts are the Junsu's (and sometimes Yoochun's) thoughts.
Chapter 9 - Why make up sex is the best sex you can have.
"One for the money and the free rides, it's two for the lie that you denied. All rise, all rise." Junsu sang, while walking around Yoochun’s apartment, drying his hair with a towel. When he saw Yoochun sitting on the couch, he grinned and broke into a sprint, landing right on top of the elder's lap. "Yah, Yoochun. What are we going to do today?"
Yoochun patted Junsu on his head. "Why do you ask?"
"Just because." Junsu giggled, pressing his lips on Yoochun's cheek. "It's Saturday, so that means no school, right?"
"Oh. That." Yoochun rubbed the back of his head; actually, he’d thought of starting the extra tutoring today, but it looks like Junsu has some other ideas in mind. "Well, actually..."
"NO! WAIT! Don't say anything!" Junsu squeaked as he muffled Yoochun by covering his mouth. "Let's do something fun. No, wait! Let's go out! I want to go somewhere please~"
Why did Junsu have to beg like that? After last night, Junsu had finally returned to being his normal, outgoing self again. Yoochun was glad to see him like that again, he had been a little depressed during the time Junsu avoided him. He couldn't be happier than he was right now, since everything was back on track again.
But now, he had to disappoint the boy. "Junsu-ah, I'm terribly sorry but... we have to start the extra tutoring."
"Extra... tutoring?!"
---
"Jaejoong... yah... Jaejoong?" A voice spoke to him in a sweet, soft volume; it sounded good to Jaejoong's ears. Slowly, he opened his eyes and stared into two round orbs. Scratch that; two familiar orbs. "C-Changmin?"
"Thank god you're awake! I was beginning to worry, you know." The younger said with a modest smile on his face.
Jaejoong continued staring blankly at him. Where was he? And why was Changmin here? Slowly, he started to remember what happened the night before. The argument he had with Yunho... what did he do after that? "Err... Changmin... where am I?"
"At my house, of course." Changmin replied, heading for the kitchen. "I found you some blocks away sleeping on a park bench; I couldn't let you stay there like that."
"Oh..." Slowly, Jaejoong got up from the couch and let his eyes wander around Changmin's living room; it was nicely established, but it didn't seem like he was the only one living here. He looked at the blanket covering him; a big, green blanket with tiny deers on it. Jaejoong chuckled at the cuteness.
Changmin came back not long after with a bowl of soup. "Sorry I have nothing better to offer, I'm not that good at cooking." Jaejoong beamed thankfully at him and took the warm bowl.
"Thank you..." The soup wasn't the best he’d ever had, but he was grateful of Changmin's kind offer, he had never thought the guy could be so nice since he was the one threatening to blabber about his relationship with Yunho.
"So, what were you doing all on your own at night, sleeping on a bench?" He asked once he took a seat on the couch opposite the school nurse.
"I'd rather not talk about that." Changmin nodded.
"I understand... well, if you want you can wash up before you going back to Yunho-shii. I'm sure he's worried about you."
When he heard the man’s name, Jaejoong accidentally dropped the spoon, spilling the hot soup onto his clothes. "Ouch! Oh no…" Jaejoong said distressed, his white shirt was drenched with the red liquid. It was going to leave quite a stain.
Changmin was at his side in an instant, unbuttoning the shirt from Jaejoong's body. Jaejoong was startled. "C-Changmin!"
"It will burn your skin if you leave it on. I'll wash it for you."
"O-okay." Jaejoong was taken aback by Changmin's kindness. His mind that should’ve been full of dirty, hardcore porn, was actually different than he’d expected. He was so nice. Jaejoong snuggled back onto the couch again, with the blanket covering up his now exposed chest.
This was such a different environment than the one he was used to. "Changminnie~ Are you up already?" A sweet woman's voice called. The door swung open and Jaejoong saw a kind-looking woman, dressed in a sleeping gown, entering the living room. "Oh dear. Who are you, young man?"
"I... I'm Kim Jaejoong, Ahjumma." Jaejoong quickly responded to her and got up from the couch, hiding his bare chest with the blanket.
The lady chuckled at him. "Oh, you must be one of Changmin's friends. It’s about time he brought someone home. I'm Shim Hee Jin, but Ahjumma is alright with me."
So this is Changmin's mother? She looks so kind, Jaejoong thought. "N-nice to meet you."
"Jaejoong, your shirt will be clean in an hour. I brought you something else to we-" Changmin returned, and when he saw his mother he smiled. "Umma, good morning."
"My little boy, why didn't you tell me you were bringing over a friend?" Mrs. Shim asked while squeezing his cheeks. "I could’ve prepared something for the both of you."
"Ah. Umma, don't be like this." Changmin scratched the back of his head. "I don’t think Jaejoong wants to sta-“
“I’d love to have breakfast with you, Ahjumma!” Jaejoong said quickly while tugging Changmin’s shirt out of his hands and putting it on. “I can also help you to prepare if you need help?”
“Aigoo! Changminnie, your friend is so nice!” Mrs. Shim said happily. “Unlike someone in our house.” Her eyes turned to her son, who sighed. “It’d be nice to have someone help me out for once.”
When Jaejoong was about to follow Changmin’s mother to the kitchen, Changmin took his wrist. “Jaejoong, it’s okay. She can do it herself.”
“No, it’s the least I can do. You already took care of me.” Jaejoong replied, smiling brightly as he headed into the kitchen.
Changmin scratched the back of his head and shrugged his shoulders. “Alright then.”
---
“Yoochun~ I’m bored!” Junsu whined while staring at the long English text he had to read. “It’s Saturday, I thought we were going to do something fun today…”
Yoochun sighed. “You only have to read this text. C’mon it’s not that hard.”
Upset, Junsu slammed his head against the kitchen table. “Ouch. Ouch…“
“Junsu-ah, don’t be like this.” Yoochun chuckled and wrapped his arms around Junsu’s waist, placing a soft kiss onto the boy’s cheek. “Just read it. After that, I promise we’ll do something fun.”
Junsu turned his head to see the sly smile on the teacher’s face. “Really?”
“Really. The earlier you read the text, the faster we’ll do something fun.”
That was the drive Junsu needed to start reading. Actually, his accent was kind of good; Yoochun was surprised when he heard the boy’s reading. But it was strange, his English was good. So why did he score such low grades in class?
When Junsu was done reading, he focused his big, shiny eyes on the teacher. “It wasn’t that good... was it?”
Yoochun leaned closer and cupped the student’s soft cheeks. “Well actually, I’m kind of surprised to hear you speak English like that, Junsu-ah.”
“Ah! Really?!” Junsu made a little triumph dance on the chair before Yoochun pulled him into his lap, pressing his lips on Junsu’s.
“But, if you’re this good at English, why didn’t you score well?” Yoochun asked curiously.
“Well, actually that’s…” Junsu bit on his lip. “I did get good grades when I was younger. But even when I had the highest grade in my class, they wouldn’t pay attention to me…”
“They? Who wouldn’t pay attention to you?” The past had always been a hard subject to Junsu. He never really had friends, so he couldn’t tell anyone about his problems. His parents were never there for him, acting like he never existed. Junsu decided then that it was better to finally get his past off his chest.
Taking a deep breath, he snuggled up against Yoochun’s chest and started telling the teacher about his past; Junsu wasn’t the only child in his family, he had a younger sister, Yun Jin. The girl was born with autism, something his parents couldn’t understand and couldn’t handle. So when they found out about his sister’s illness, they focused all their care and love on the little girl. Junsu was left to care of himself.
At first he didn’t really blame them; he understood Yun Jin needed that extra care. But somehow, as he grew older, his parents started to put more pressure on him. They would vent all their anger onto their son, and Junsu could do nothing but rebel against them.
But it was a mistake. They told him he was a disgrace to their family, that he was blaming his parents for Yun Jin’s state, and he was being selfish. It was all a lie, but Junsu took it seriously. He’d thought that by scoring good grades and being a good student would make them see that he was a good son. But no matter how hard he tried, it didn’t pay off at all.
Then maybe, he could try being the exact opposite of what he was before. By scoring low grades, he’d thought that he could get his parents’ attention. But the same thing happened. They didn’t care at all.
Junsu had never received love from his parents. In fact, he’d never received love from anyone else. Most of the time, he was on his own.
After a while, he couldn’t take living a life like that anymore. Days before he’d decided to jump off the viaduct; he had been hanging around that place, looking down at the road beneath it. He kept doubting and questioning himself; should he do this? Or should he continue with the life he has now?
It took him 5 days to find out that he didn’t want to continue this anymore. It would be better for everybody around him; his parents, Yun Jin, and of course, better for himself too.
He couldn’t take the awful words they told him every day. He couldn’t take the furious glares his parents would give him whenever he returned home from school. It even rained the day he tried to end his life.
But when he was falling down, ready to hit the ground and die a painful death, Yoochun saved him.
That was the nicest thing someone had ever done for him in his whole life.
Junsu never learnt what love was. He’d never felt before that warm feeling he felt when he was at Yoochun’s for the first time, when he saw Yoochun’s concerned face, and his deep, comforting voice trying to soothe him. The way his heart beat scared him at first, but not long after, he knew what it meant.
He owed his life to the teacher.
While Yoochun was listening to Junsu’s heartbreaking past, he finally understood why Junsu was so insecure or careless at times. He was in an unknown situation, where someone had finally given him the attention he needed so much. He noticed that Junsu was crying. He wrapped his arms around the student and kissed his forehead. “Junsu-ah, thank you.”
Junsu lifted his head. Yoochun could see the pure sadness reflecting in his eyes. “T-thank you for w-what?”
“For telling me this. Now that you’ve told me about all this, I can finally understand.” Yoochun whispered against Junsu’s cheek, kissing the tears away. “You don’t have to worry anymore Junsu. I’ll take care of you.”
“Y-Yoochun…”
“Shh... don’t cry anymore, Junsu-ah.”
This was exactly what Junsu needed; someone who could soothe him while he was crying. The gap that was in his heart, Yoochun filled it up.
Junsu caressed Yoochun’s cheek, first kissing his nose before pressing his lips against both his cheeks and lips. Their kiss was sweet but slowly changed to a rougher embrace. Tongues collided, saliva dripped from their lips and the teacher’s hands touched the student’s fine ass.
Slowly, they got aware of each other’s hard-on, rubbing against each other when they broke their kiss. They exchanged smiles. “Junsu-ah, I think I might need some help. I have a little problem down there.”
Junsu grinned and his hands travelled down Yoochun’s pants. When he touched the hard meat, he got even more aroused. He was still amazed at how big the teacher was. “What do you want me to do, Yoochun-shii?”
“Hmm, I think a shower would be good.”
---
“Ahjumma, thank you for the delicious breakfast.” Jaejoong said gratefully when he and Changmin were gathering the plates to wash the dishes.
Mrs. Shim smiled happily and pinched Jaejoong’s cheek. “Don’t thank me Jaejoongie. You helped me out a lot!”
The compliment shocked Jaejoong. He had never received a compliment for anything he did. Especially from Yunho... he’d never received any compliments from that guy. Jaejoong blushed and turned around to the sink to start washing the plates. This was so different from what he was used to.
“Jaejoong, you’ve been washing the same plate for over a minute. I think its clean now.” Changmin said to him. Jaejoong snapped out of his thoughts and handed the plate over to the other.
“I’m sorry.”
Changmin sighed and dried the plate. “It’s okay, you must be tired.”
“No… I’m alright.”
“Are you sure?”
“Eh?”
Changmin placed the dried plates back into the cupboards. “I don’t think you’re alright. You could’ve caught a cold from sleeping outside, you know.”
“That’s… I was just on my way home, I think I became too tired.”
“Do you think it’s strange if I say I don’t believe you?”
“…. No.”
Was he that obvious? Was it so clear that something had happened the night before? Jaejoong bit on his lip as he placed a mug on the dry rack. He knew Changmin was known to be quite sharp. Even when he tried so hard to hide his sadness, it seemed impossible.
“If you want, you can tell me what’s wrong.”
“I’ve nothing to tell you, Changmin-shii.”
“Does it have something to do with Headmaster Yunho-shii?” And with that, Jaejoong dropped a mug; it shattered to pieces once the ceramic hit the ground. The shards scattered everywhere onto the ground, and in the middle was Jaejoong, who was trembling and on his knees right now. His head hung low and tears poured out of his eyes.
“Jaejoong…”
“No… d-don’t touch me…”
Changmin pulled his hand back. He was in some serious trouble. “If you’re not going to tell me, then I’ll never know how to help you.” He squatted to clean up the ceramic shards on the floor.
“I-it’s none of your business…”
What should he do now? He knew Yunho used him, and that he didn’t love him. But he couldn’t just blurt it all out. He still loved Yunho, no matter how bad he treated him.
He didn’t need help.
Or did he?
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Jade's words:
♥ -Gaah, took me a little longer than expected! 0_____o but yeah :D there it is, the smut didn't come out that quickly, so that's why it took me a little longer.
♥ - It's almost 11 o'clock right now, my parents won't be back till 1 am. I still need to do my German assignment, and I didn't finish the sketches for my final assignment 0____o gaaah! I'm so screwed. It will get late tonight =____=.
♥ - Hope you guys liked this, the make up sex 8DD... I don't know where this came from actually... but I think it was because someone on TV said once, Make up sex is the best sex you can have! (I think it was Jochem meyer, he's a dutch commedian and he's HELLA funny XD)
Going to sleep now, See you tomorrow honey buns n____n!