Ultraviolet (Chapter Eleven)
Title: Ultraviolet
Author: emilyglh
Pairings: Yoosu, a dash of Yunjae & mischievous Min
Length: Chaptered (Chapter Eleven)
Genre: Romance, Drama, Fluff, Angst (A little bit of everything)
Rating: pg-13
A/N: Inspired by a love story between two people from different worlds. Set in A/U
Summary: Yoochun and Junsu are two different people, with different backgrounds, attending two different schools, living in two different neighborhoods in the same time. Against all odds, the two falls in love and begins a beautiful relationship.
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Junsu sat up straight against the airport bench, his eyes boring into space as he stares ahead. His expression was blank and lifeless. Eyes had swell terribly and were moist from the constant shedding of tears. Junsu had never stopped crying even after he had reached home, the sudden turn of events had greatly confused him.
The past few months he had spent knowing and loving the band was just a lie, an act. He didn’t know why he had fell for it. Even Yoochun, who had seemed so caring, so understanding and so loving to him had changed. All in one day, he’d thought that giving himself to the elder and hoped that their love would be stronger. It seemed that Yoochun was only after sex.
Its been a week since that faithful incident, he had been trying desperately to pick up the remaining pieces of his life. But everywhere he went, whatever he did had only remind him of Yoochun even more. Eunhyuk had invited him to play soccer to help loosen him up, but he would remember how Yoochun used to detest soccer even though Junsu had brought him to the field to play once. When he sleeps at night, he would remember how Yoochun would cuddle and nuzzle his neck whispering sweet nothings into his ear. When he sees the toy dolphin at the edge of his bed, it had remind him how they had celebrated their first month anniversary; Yoochun had gave him the dolphin the day before he left home.
He had also become more agitated and would stare into space for hours. Mr. Kim and Mrs. Kim were beginning to worry at their only son’s state. The food he ate had lessen tremendously, his smiles and laughter were gone, his attention span was minimal and Mrs. Kim would often find him curled up in his bed at night with shaking shoulders and silent sobs. It was then Mr. Kim had decided to send Junsu overseas for his studies. The teaching there was more efficient and hopefully a different set of environment would help Junsu nurse his broken heart and forget Yoochun.
Junsu still has no idea about Mr. Kim’s deal with Yoochun and assuming that he had owed his father for saving him and bringing him home that night, he had agreed to follow his parents decision.
And so, he was at the airport now awaiting for his flight. He didn’t know where he would be going, he didn’t care. His life was meaningless now anyway, and he would follow with whatever decision his father had made for him. He was too tired to argue, and there was nothing to believe in anymore.
“Junsu..” he heard his father’s low voice as the elderly man took a seat beside him.
Junsu remained expressionless.
“I know this would be hard for you, but its for the best. And you won’t have to see that thug again”
Mr. Kim patted his son’s shoulder gently “your mum and I would be rooting for you”
Junsu’s heart softened at his father’s action and proceeded to look at the older man “thanks appa. If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have know what to do…”
“Silly boy, I’m your father”
“I’m sorry for everything. I really am…” tears were once again escaping no matter how hard he had tried to hold it in. He hugged his father tightly.
Mr. Kim was startled at first but softened and hugged his son back in return.
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“Look at that scheming old bastard” Jaejoong muttered angrily. The sight of Mr. Kim hugging his son affectionately was enough to make the lead singer hurl his stomach contents. Yunho who stood beside him rubbed soothing circles around Jaejoong’s side, calming him down.
The couple turned to look at Yoochun who was sitting a distance from them but was near enough for them to exchange conversations. The composer was staring downwards at the waiting hall, right into Junsu. He had been there three to fours hours before Junsu’s flight and had not said a word since.
They had a perfect view of the boarding hall below them but it was impossible for Junsu to spot them there. Jaejoong looked at his friend with sympathy and concern; the past week had not done Yoochun any justice at all either.
Black round rings formed beneath his eyes and his eyes were bloodshot red due to fatigue insomnia. Facial hair were visible now as they began to sprout around his chin and face showing that they had not been trimmed for days, his hair was in a disarray and clothes were messily paired. He had not slept, eat or do anything coherently lately. The once happy tune that filled the apartment had been replaced with a broken tune and sad melody.
The couple had to swear and promise not to meddle before Yoochun would fill them up with details of his conversation with Mr. Kim and his decision to hurt Junsu. There could be a softer and more gentle way to go. But the composer had insisted that hurting him was the best; at least Junsu would leave hating him and it would take him a shorter time to forget. At least there would be no regrets for Junsu. The fact that they were both guys was wrong in the first place, added to the fact Junsu would be a very successful businessman in the future and he needed a normal relationship, and a normal family.
Yoochun would only be in the way. Its best to rid of the obstacle now than later, when their love had grown deeper and it would be harder to let go.
Yunho and Jaejoong had felt sympathy for their friend. Yoochun had let everything go for Junsu. But Mr. Kim was taking all the credit instead of the composer. That alone was enough to boil Jaejoong’s usual nonexistent anger but he could do nothing having promise Yoochun that they would not meddle.
“Junsu’s leaving” Yunho whispered to Jaejoong’s ears as they both turned down and scan the hall for the familiar figure who was already queuing for his passport and ticket to be checked.
“Yoochun…” they were both alarmed when the person who had been sitting there for hours had disappeared when it came for the younger to leave. They found him leaning behind one of the huge pillars.
Tears were streaming down his face as Yoochun began to shake violently. His voice was breaking and hoarse “I thought I was strong enough to see him go. In the end, I’m just a fucking coward!”
Jaejoong enveloped his arms protectively around his best friend with Yunho following suit. Jaejoong hoped that if they couldn’t meddle, the most he could do was comfort his brother. He patted Yoochun’s head as the composer continued to sob.
Because TVXQ is family.
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Flowers were arranged neatly, the buffet table was set with a variety of food and drinks, a huge and very expensive looking fountain was placed right in the middle of the Kim residence backyard. Guests were beginning to arrive, filling the once spacious backyard. Guest were adorned in formal attire and had brought all sorts of expensive gifts.
Three handsome and tall figures could be spotted amongst the crowd as they stood there observing every single guest and details of the enormous Kim residence.
“Remind me why the fuck are we doing here?” Jaejoong muttered, the latter had on a white suit with matching shoes and black shirt beneath. His hair was done into a neater and much shorter crop, color dyed into dark brown.
“Free food” Changmin answered nonchalantly; his attention was already on the buffet table. Changmin’s hair had grew longer and the boy had bothered styling it now. He had on a black suit with a matching baby blue tie.
Jaejoong scowled “may I remind you that you’re eating food served by the person who had caused your hyung pain and hurt for four freaking years”
“All the more why I should eat. Besides, if they’re dumb enough to invite us here. I’m fucking gonna empty that buffet table” Changmin grinned evilly, his eyes never leaving the buffet table.
“May I remind you Mr. Kim is not that dumb Minnie-ah. He had tried so hard to shake Junsu off from us. I don’t think he invited us here because he misses us or we’re his very good friends” Yunho added sarcasticly. His suit was a casual grey which was also done with matching tie.
Changmin nodded “it’s not hard to figure out hyung. My parents were shocked and confused when that letter first reached my house. They thought it was the wrong Shim Changmin” the ex-drummer paused to laugh “Mr. Kim hated us like fuck. Why would he in the hell invite us to Junsu hyung’s birthday party?”
“Whatever it is guys, we came here to find answers. Let’s not keep our guards down” Jaejoong warned as they continued inspecting their surroundings.
Four years had passed by with interruption; slow and steady at its pace. However, changes had took place for both the people and environment. The last the band had ever saw Junsu was the day he left at the airport. Immediately after, Yoochun fell into a state of depression. Jaejoong and Yunho had been there for him. Until the record company called and decided to sign the band even when they were missing Changmin and Junsu. Yoochun had declined the offer even with much persuasion from Yunho and Jaejoong. Eventually, they were the only one who had signed the record deal. The composer had remained in Clintwood until today.
The couple was so busy with their debut they barely had time to take care of Yoochun anymore and the last time they had seen Yoochun was six months ago. Yunho and Jaejoong had made their debut two years ago and were the rising stars of the company. After two years of hard work of selling albums and performing, the company had given them a much needed break. And thus, they were back in Clintwood to visit their brother and best friend.
Changmin had aced his recent finals and is currently waiting for his results before graduating. The ex-drummer had also decided to return to Clintwood to visit his parents and of course Yoochun. None of them had seen him yet, having just arrived from their respective destinations. And were urgently ushered to Junsu’s birthday party.
Apparently, Junsu had also chose this time to return to Fairview and his parents had decided to throw a birthday cum welcome home cum oh-my-talented-son-graduated-with-ease gloating party.
An hour later, the guests were already settled down at their respective seats and dinner tables. There was a small band of violin, jazz, and piano at the end of the backyard.
“I’m bored” Jaejoong complained as he stabbed his food moodily “ and what’s with the sleepy music?”
Changmin who was busy devouring everything in front of him had finally looked up at Jaejoong and towards the band in annoyance “yea, even my stomach would fall asleep at this rate. And I need it to work. I’m still not done with desserts”
Yunho chuckled “Minnie ah, slow down. This is already your eighth plate”
“I’m starting to wonder if most of your organs are your digestive system” Jaejoong teased, earning a pout from the youngest. The couple laughed softly, they missed everything about the young boy who had grown up so much. Except for his huge appetite, and his horribly sharp tongue.
Jaejoong’s expression changed as soon as he caught sight of the cardboard on the table.
“That bastard, he even invited Yoochun” the guest names were printed in bold and placed on each seats. Apparently they had just realized they were chucked at the far end of the backyard, where no one would spot or even notice of their existence. And they were the only ones on the table in contrast to the other tables which were big enough to sit ten.
Yunho frowned “I got a bad feeling about this.”
Their conversation was short lived as the sound of glass clanking for attention and a pause to the music which Jaejoong was so thankful for. All eyes and ears were on the main table far away from theirs.
“My dear guests, I would like to welcome you to my son, Junsu’s birthday party. As you would know, he had graduated from his studies and is helping me manage my company now”
Even though they were miles away, Jaejoong, Yunho and Changmin could hear the gloat in Mr. Kim’s voice. Changmin had suddenly the urge to throw his dinner back up.
“now let us welcome Junsu who had just only arrived from the airport”
The crowd clapped as the three other members squinted their eyes for a better view of the young man.
“thank you for coming to celebrate my birthday everyone. Enjoy yourself tonight.” the band had noted the slight change in Junsu’s voice. It was no longer laced with innocence or cuteness anymore but the core raspy voice was still there.
The three of them followed the crowd as they clapped again before resuming its previous noise of chatter and the clanking of silverware.
“Now with so much friends and acquaintance here tonight, I would like to make a very important announcement”
The echo of the microphone had once again captured the crowd’s attention. The sarcasm was evident in Mr. Kim’s tone as he kept a brief eye contact with the band who he had pushed so far back to the yard.
“Before that, let us toast to Junsu’s birthday”
“He’s doing it on purpose you know. I swear to God” Jaejoong scowled angrily. He was still very upset at the fact that Mr. Kim tore them apart, and had put the convenient blame on his best friend.
“Let me introduce you to my future daughter in-law and my son’s fiancé; Kim Taeyeon”
Jaejoong had almost spat in his cup, Changmin for the first time that night tore his attention from the food and looked up towards the stage in shock while Yunho had a blank expression on his face. The crowd was already sending their congratulations while a petite girl took her place beside Junsu.
“What the fuck did he just say?” Jaejoong was checking to sure he wasn’t deaf or hallucinating.
“Hyung…” Changmin called Jaejoong softly as he pulled the lead singer’s sleeve.
Jaejoong was too busy trying to get a better view of that Taeyeon girl that he ignored Changmin’s calls.
“Its Yoochun hyung. He came….” Changmin continued again.
The couple immediately turned; it really was Yoochun. The latter was hiding behind one of the decorative plants as he kept his gaze towards the stage. He wasn’t dressed up like the others were. Just his usual jeans and black hooded sweater. He kept his hood up over his head and hands into his pocket.
The other three were startled and needless to say shocked to see Yoochun there; Jaejoong noticed he had grown thinner than the last time he saw his best friend. The eye bags were still evident along with little traces of facial hair. The composer’s face was calm and cold, just like the mask he had always put on before he met Junsu.
“They would tie the knot by this spring and all of you are invited to witness this beautiful and perfect pair exchange their vows” Mr. Kim’s voice rang in their ears as he knowingly mocked them.
Yoochun let out a soft sigh before turning to leave the backyard quietly; unnoticed.
Jaejoong cursed angrily, Changmin continued eating his desserts while Yunho sat up straight and drank his champagne in order to calm down his shock. They then concluded coming to the party was a bad idea after all, and Mr. Kim is a sly man.
A very sly man indeed.
Author: emilyglh
Pairings: Yoosu, a dash of Yunjae & mischievous Min
Length: Chaptered (Chapter Eleven)
Genre: Romance, Drama, Fluff, Angst (A little bit of everything)
Rating: pg-13
A/N: Inspired by a love story between two people from different worlds. Set in A/U
Summary: Yoochun and Junsu are two different people, with different backgrounds, attending two different schools, living in two different neighborhoods in the same time. Against all odds, the two falls in love and begins a beautiful relationship.
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Junsu sat up straight against the airport bench, his eyes boring into space as he stares ahead. His expression was blank and lifeless. Eyes had swell terribly and were moist from the constant shedding of tears. Junsu had never stopped crying even after he had reached home, the sudden turn of events had greatly confused him.
The past few months he had spent knowing and loving the band was just a lie, an act. He didn’t know why he had fell for it. Even Yoochun, who had seemed so caring, so understanding and so loving to him had changed. All in one day, he’d thought that giving himself to the elder and hoped that their love would be stronger. It seemed that Yoochun was only after sex.
Its been a week since that faithful incident, he had been trying desperately to pick up the remaining pieces of his life. But everywhere he went, whatever he did had only remind him of Yoochun even more. Eunhyuk had invited him to play soccer to help loosen him up, but he would remember how Yoochun used to detest soccer even though Junsu had brought him to the field to play once. When he sleeps at night, he would remember how Yoochun would cuddle and nuzzle his neck whispering sweet nothings into his ear. When he sees the toy dolphin at the edge of his bed, it had remind him how they had celebrated their first month anniversary; Yoochun had gave him the dolphin the day before he left home.
He had also become more agitated and would stare into space for hours. Mr. Kim and Mrs. Kim were beginning to worry at their only son’s state. The food he ate had lessen tremendously, his smiles and laughter were gone, his attention span was minimal and Mrs. Kim would often find him curled up in his bed at night with shaking shoulders and silent sobs. It was then Mr. Kim had decided to send Junsu overseas for his studies. The teaching there was more efficient and hopefully a different set of environment would help Junsu nurse his broken heart and forget Yoochun.
Junsu still has no idea about Mr. Kim’s deal with Yoochun and assuming that he had owed his father for saving him and bringing him home that night, he had agreed to follow his parents decision.
And so, he was at the airport now awaiting for his flight. He didn’t know where he would be going, he didn’t care. His life was meaningless now anyway, and he would follow with whatever decision his father had made for him. He was too tired to argue, and there was nothing to believe in anymore.
“Junsu..” he heard his father’s low voice as the elderly man took a seat beside him.
Junsu remained expressionless.
“I know this would be hard for you, but its for the best. And you won’t have to see that thug again”
Mr. Kim patted his son’s shoulder gently “your mum and I would be rooting for you”
Junsu’s heart softened at his father’s action and proceeded to look at the older man “thanks appa. If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have know what to do…”
“Silly boy, I’m your father”
“I’m sorry for everything. I really am…” tears were once again escaping no matter how hard he had tried to hold it in. He hugged his father tightly.
Mr. Kim was startled at first but softened and hugged his son back in return.
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“Look at that scheming old bastard” Jaejoong muttered angrily. The sight of Mr. Kim hugging his son affectionately was enough to make the lead singer hurl his stomach contents. Yunho who stood beside him rubbed soothing circles around Jaejoong’s side, calming him down.
The couple turned to look at Yoochun who was sitting a distance from them but was near enough for them to exchange conversations. The composer was staring downwards at the waiting hall, right into Junsu. He had been there three to fours hours before Junsu’s flight and had not said a word since.
They had a perfect view of the boarding hall below them but it was impossible for Junsu to spot them there. Jaejoong looked at his friend with sympathy and concern; the past week had not done Yoochun any justice at all either.
Black round rings formed beneath his eyes and his eyes were bloodshot red due to fatigue insomnia. Facial hair were visible now as they began to sprout around his chin and face showing that they had not been trimmed for days, his hair was in a disarray and clothes were messily paired. He had not slept, eat or do anything coherently lately. The once happy tune that filled the apartment had been replaced with a broken tune and sad melody.
The couple had to swear and promise not to meddle before Yoochun would fill them up with details of his conversation with Mr. Kim and his decision to hurt Junsu. There could be a softer and more gentle way to go. But the composer had insisted that hurting him was the best; at least Junsu would leave hating him and it would take him a shorter time to forget. At least there would be no regrets for Junsu. The fact that they were both guys was wrong in the first place, added to the fact Junsu would be a very successful businessman in the future and he needed a normal relationship, and a normal family.
Yoochun would only be in the way. Its best to rid of the obstacle now than later, when their love had grown deeper and it would be harder to let go.
Yunho and Jaejoong had felt sympathy for their friend. Yoochun had let everything go for Junsu. But Mr. Kim was taking all the credit instead of the composer. That alone was enough to boil Jaejoong’s usual nonexistent anger but he could do nothing having promise Yoochun that they would not meddle.
“Junsu’s leaving” Yunho whispered to Jaejoong’s ears as they both turned down and scan the hall for the familiar figure who was already queuing for his passport and ticket to be checked.
“Yoochun…” they were both alarmed when the person who had been sitting there for hours had disappeared when it came for the younger to leave. They found him leaning behind one of the huge pillars.
Tears were streaming down his face as Yoochun began to shake violently. His voice was breaking and hoarse “I thought I was strong enough to see him go. In the end, I’m just a fucking coward!”
Jaejoong enveloped his arms protectively around his best friend with Yunho following suit. Jaejoong hoped that if they couldn’t meddle, the most he could do was comfort his brother. He patted Yoochun’s head as the composer continued to sob.
Because TVXQ is family.
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Flowers were arranged neatly, the buffet table was set with a variety of food and drinks, a huge and very expensive looking fountain was placed right in the middle of the Kim residence backyard. Guests were beginning to arrive, filling the once spacious backyard. Guest were adorned in formal attire and had brought all sorts of expensive gifts.
Three handsome and tall figures could be spotted amongst the crowd as they stood there observing every single guest and details of the enormous Kim residence.
“Remind me why the fuck are we doing here?” Jaejoong muttered, the latter had on a white suit with matching shoes and black shirt beneath. His hair was done into a neater and much shorter crop, color dyed into dark brown.
“Free food” Changmin answered nonchalantly; his attention was already on the buffet table. Changmin’s hair had grew longer and the boy had bothered styling it now. He had on a black suit with a matching baby blue tie.
Jaejoong scowled “may I remind you that you’re eating food served by the person who had caused your hyung pain and hurt for four freaking years”
“All the more why I should eat. Besides, if they’re dumb enough to invite us here. I’m fucking gonna empty that buffet table” Changmin grinned evilly, his eyes never leaving the buffet table.
“May I remind you Mr. Kim is not that dumb Minnie-ah. He had tried so hard to shake Junsu off from us. I don’t think he invited us here because he misses us or we’re his very good friends” Yunho added sarcasticly. His suit was a casual grey which was also done with matching tie.
Changmin nodded “it’s not hard to figure out hyung. My parents were shocked and confused when that letter first reached my house. They thought it was the wrong Shim Changmin” the ex-drummer paused to laugh “Mr. Kim hated us like fuck. Why would he in the hell invite us to Junsu hyung’s birthday party?”
“Whatever it is guys, we came here to find answers. Let’s not keep our guards down” Jaejoong warned as they continued inspecting their surroundings.
Four years had passed by with interruption; slow and steady at its pace. However, changes had took place for both the people and environment. The last the band had ever saw Junsu was the day he left at the airport. Immediately after, Yoochun fell into a state of depression. Jaejoong and Yunho had been there for him. Until the record company called and decided to sign the band even when they were missing Changmin and Junsu. Yoochun had declined the offer even with much persuasion from Yunho and Jaejoong. Eventually, they were the only one who had signed the record deal. The composer had remained in Clintwood until today.
The couple was so busy with their debut they barely had time to take care of Yoochun anymore and the last time they had seen Yoochun was six months ago. Yunho and Jaejoong had made their debut two years ago and were the rising stars of the company. After two years of hard work of selling albums and performing, the company had given them a much needed break. And thus, they were back in Clintwood to visit their brother and best friend.
Changmin had aced his recent finals and is currently waiting for his results before graduating. The ex-drummer had also decided to return to Clintwood to visit his parents and of course Yoochun. None of them had seen him yet, having just arrived from their respective destinations. And were urgently ushered to Junsu’s birthday party.
Apparently, Junsu had also chose this time to return to Fairview and his parents had decided to throw a birthday cum welcome home cum oh-my-talented-son-graduated-with-ease gloating party.
An hour later, the guests were already settled down at their respective seats and dinner tables. There was a small band of violin, jazz, and piano at the end of the backyard.
“I’m bored” Jaejoong complained as he stabbed his food moodily “ and what’s with the sleepy music?”
Changmin who was busy devouring everything in front of him had finally looked up at Jaejoong and towards the band in annoyance “yea, even my stomach would fall asleep at this rate. And I need it to work. I’m still not done with desserts”
Yunho chuckled “Minnie ah, slow down. This is already your eighth plate”
“I’m starting to wonder if most of your organs are your digestive system” Jaejoong teased, earning a pout from the youngest. The couple laughed softly, they missed everything about the young boy who had grown up so much. Except for his huge appetite, and his horribly sharp tongue.
Jaejoong’s expression changed as soon as he caught sight of the cardboard on the table.
“That bastard, he even invited Yoochun” the guest names were printed in bold and placed on each seats. Apparently they had just realized they were chucked at the far end of the backyard, where no one would spot or even notice of their existence. And they were the only ones on the table in contrast to the other tables which were big enough to sit ten.
Yunho frowned “I got a bad feeling about this.”
Their conversation was short lived as the sound of glass clanking for attention and a pause to the music which Jaejoong was so thankful for. All eyes and ears were on the main table far away from theirs.
“My dear guests, I would like to welcome you to my son, Junsu’s birthday party. As you would know, he had graduated from his studies and is helping me manage my company now”
Even though they were miles away, Jaejoong, Yunho and Changmin could hear the gloat in Mr. Kim’s voice. Changmin had suddenly the urge to throw his dinner back up.
“now let us welcome Junsu who had just only arrived from the airport”
The crowd clapped as the three other members squinted their eyes for a better view of the young man.
“thank you for coming to celebrate my birthday everyone. Enjoy yourself tonight.” the band had noted the slight change in Junsu’s voice. It was no longer laced with innocence or cuteness anymore but the core raspy voice was still there.
The three of them followed the crowd as they clapped again before resuming its previous noise of chatter and the clanking of silverware.
“Now with so much friends and acquaintance here tonight, I would like to make a very important announcement”
The echo of the microphone had once again captured the crowd’s attention. The sarcasm was evident in Mr. Kim’s tone as he kept a brief eye contact with the band who he had pushed so far back to the yard.
“Before that, let us toast to Junsu’s birthday”
“He’s doing it on purpose you know. I swear to God” Jaejoong scowled angrily. He was still very upset at the fact that Mr. Kim tore them apart, and had put the convenient blame on his best friend.
“Let me introduce you to my future daughter in-law and my son’s fiancé; Kim Taeyeon”
Jaejoong had almost spat in his cup, Changmin for the first time that night tore his attention from the food and looked up towards the stage in shock while Yunho had a blank expression on his face. The crowd was already sending their congratulations while a petite girl took her place beside Junsu.
“What the fuck did he just say?” Jaejoong was checking to sure he wasn’t deaf or hallucinating.
“Hyung…” Changmin called Jaejoong softly as he pulled the lead singer’s sleeve.
Jaejoong was too busy trying to get a better view of that Taeyeon girl that he ignored Changmin’s calls.
“Its Yoochun hyung. He came….” Changmin continued again.
The couple immediately turned; it really was Yoochun. The latter was hiding behind one of the decorative plants as he kept his gaze towards the stage. He wasn’t dressed up like the others were. Just his usual jeans and black hooded sweater. He kept his hood up over his head and hands into his pocket.
The other three were startled and needless to say shocked to see Yoochun there; Jaejoong noticed he had grown thinner than the last time he saw his best friend. The eye bags were still evident along with little traces of facial hair. The composer’s face was calm and cold, just like the mask he had always put on before he met Junsu.
“They would tie the knot by this spring and all of you are invited to witness this beautiful and perfect pair exchange their vows” Mr. Kim’s voice rang in their ears as he knowingly mocked them.
Yoochun let out a soft sigh before turning to leave the backyard quietly; unnoticed.
Jaejoong cursed angrily, Changmin continued eating his desserts while Yunho sat up straight and drank his champagne in order to calm down his shock. They then concluded coming to the party was a bad idea after all, and Mr. Kim is a sly man.
A very sly man indeed.