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“How can you not know where Junsu is?” Yoochun shook his maid angrily, his tone coated with frustration.
She slipped out of his grip with a cry of pain, “Sir, really, he said he was going out for only a bit.”
“Goddamn!” Yoochun cursed and flipped his phone out again for the hundredth time to call Junsu.
Still no answer.
“Hyung!” Changmin quickly dropped his books at the door and rushed over to Yoochun, the maid backing away but didn’t leave completely. “This was at the door,” he handed Yoochun the simple tape recorder and ripped the note taped to it.
‘You have 24 hours.’
“Fuck,” Yoochun mumbled looking around his large house for a suitable place to sort things through his head.
“Let’s hear it,” Changmin said pushing off his coat.
Swallowing the lump in his throat, Yoochun cleared his throat, “No Changmin, just go study.” With that, he left the maid and the college student standing in the middle of the living room.
`
Jung Yunho eyed his lover carefully as he touched the other man, with too much affection, he thought. He hated the way Kangin laughed with Jaejoong as though they’ve been best friends for years. But he almost lost it when the other leaned over his lover and whispered something that had Jaejoong breaking out in fits of giggles. “Jae!” he slammed the table next to him, “Let’s go!”
Surprised at his sudden action, Jaejoong could only turn back and stare at him.
“I’m tired, let’s go already.”
“But why?”
`
“I know him, he’s going to try to get into your pants,” Yunho whispered sharply.
Jaejoong rolled his eyes, “We’re flying over there to do a quick photo-shoot, not to have a fling.”
Yunho wrapped his arms possessively around Jaejoong’s slender waist, “He knows you’re mine right?”
“Do you not trust me?”
She slipped out of his grip with a cry of pain, “Sir, really, he said he was going out for only a bit.”
“Goddamn!” Yoochun cursed and flipped his phone out again for the hundredth time to call Junsu.
Still no answer.
“Hyung!” Changmin quickly dropped his books at the door and rushed over to Yoochun, the maid backing away but didn’t leave completely. “This was at the door,” he handed Yoochun the simple tape recorder and ripped the note taped to it.
‘You have 24 hours.’
“Fuck,” Yoochun mumbled looking around his large house for a suitable place to sort things through his head.
“Let’s hear it,” Changmin said pushing off his coat.
Swallowing the lump in his throat, Yoochun cleared his throat, “No Changmin, just go study.” With that, he left the maid and the college student standing in the middle of the living room.
`
Jung Yunho eyed his lover carefully as he touched the other man, with too much affection, he thought. He hated the way Kangin laughed with Jaejoong as though they’ve been best friends for years. But he almost lost it when the other leaned over his lover and whispered something that had Jaejoong breaking out in fits of giggles. “Jae!” he slammed the table next to him, “Let’s go!”
Surprised at his sudden action, Jaejoong could only turn back and stare at him.
“I’m tired, let’s go already.”
“But why?”
`
“I know him, he’s going to try to get into your pants,” Yunho whispered sharply.
Jaejoong rolled his eyes, “We’re flying over there to do a quick photo-shoot, not to have a fling.”
Yunho wrapped his arms possessively around Jaejoong’s slender waist, “He knows you’re mine right?”
“Do you not trust me?”