Lose and Find
Title: Lose and Find
Pairing: Yoosu, Yunjae, Minfood
Rating: G
Genre: Romance, Fluff, Comedy
Yoochun loses things. All the time.
That explains why everyone is afraid to give him anything that is meant to be kept.
“Changmin, babysit Yunnie for me while I’m gone for the weekend.”
“Why? He’s older than all of us, except you because you’re old,” Changmin questioned through a mouth full of food. He knew there was a reason Jaejoong had made him such a big bento for lunch, but hey, food is food.
“No, my guinea pig,” the older boy clarified, ignoring the insult.
Yoochun moved some strands of hair behind his ear and stared at his brother, “Didn’t Changmin kill the last pet that you made him babysit?”
“Hey, that fish was overfed all its life anyway so it’s normal that he died,” Changmin defended.
Yoochun shrugged and turned back to reading the school newspaper, “After you killed it, Jaejoong made a plan to overfeed you until you flipped over like his fish did.”
Changmin’s eyes rounded and he gasped dramatically. His eyes turned to the nervously smiling Jaejoong, who said, “The plan never went through though. You’re still alive.”
“I want to know why you didn’t go through with it. There’s no better way to die.”
Jaejoong stared at Changmin as if he’d grown a third head and maybe some antennas. Yoochun laughed.
“Hyung, I’ll take care of Yunnie,” Yoochun offered, folding the newspaper neatly into its original form.
Jaejoong and Changmin were now staring at Yoochun with a look that said ‘Seriously?’
“What?” Yoochun couldn’t understand.
“Changmin killed Mr. Elephant by overfeeding him, but at least I could still bury his corpse. I still haven’t found Jiji after leaving her with you last Christmas.”
“A fish and a cat? You’re really going to compare that?” Yoochun exclaimed.
“What about the Mr. Mouse he left with you the previous Christmas?” Changmin reminded.
“Bunnies run faster than cats. Fishes can’t run at all,” Yoochun defended.
“And the turtle I had you babysit for me last month?” Jaejoong inquired.
“Uh…” Yoochun couldn’t think of anymore excuses.
“Admit it, Yoochun. You always end up losing everything. It’s in your genes.”
Yoochun crossed both arms over his chest and jutted his bottom lips out for a pout. “I’m not going to talk to you two anymore. Now where did I put that newspaper?”
=-=-=
“Yoochun, this is Junsu. He’s the new transfer student from Tokyo, but he is Korean. He speaks perfect Japanese, Korean, and German. He’s in the school orchestra and recently recruited into the soccer team. Oh, and he kicked your butt for highest score on yesterday’s Math quiz.”
Yoochun raised an eyebrow at Yunho while Junsu was blushing shyly at the older boy’s introduction.
“I just got lucky,” Junsu bowed his head modestly.
“You’re so cute,” Yunho cooed. “Anyway, Junsu, this is Yoochun. He loses everything. End of introduction.”
“Ya!” Yoochun cried out, his face flushed in embarrassment. “You don’t have anything nice to say about me?”
Yunho was quiet for a second as his eyes rolled up, indicating that he was thinking. Then he looked back at Yoochun, “No, not really.”
Yoochun’s face looked liked one of those anime faces with a big, fat ‘X’ where his eyes should be.
Junsu was laughing. Laughing. And so cutely too.
So Yoochun forgave Yunho and told the older boy that Jaejoong was being harassed by Changmin (the rated R kind), so he better go find them. Yunho bid farewell to Junsu and ran off like an arrow, or Superman.
Yoochun silently giggled as he imaged Yunho beating Changmin up.
“So…are you familiar with the school yet?” he started to make conversation with the cutie.
“Not really. Would you mind showing me around?” the slightly shorter boy requested shyly.
“No!” Yoochun practically shouted in the cute face before slapping both hands over his own mouth. Regaining his composure, he cleared his throat and spoke maturely, “No, of course I wouldn’t mind.”
Junsu just laughed and Yoochun lost his own heart.
=-=-=
“Guys! Guys! Help!” Yoochun ran to the three who were gathered in the gym.
Changmin looked like he was going to jump up and attack Yoochun, but Jaejoong held him down by sitting on him.
“What is it, Yoochun?” Jaejoong smiled.
Ignoring the surfacing bruise on Changmin’s left eye and the way Yunho was peeling skin off of grapes, Yoochun shouted in Jaejoong’s face, “I lost Junsu!”
Yunho stopped peeling, “What?”
“Ahem!” Changmin glared at Yunho. Yunho sighed and continued to peel.
“And you want us to help you find him?” Changmin tried to talk over Jaejoong’s big head.
“Yes!”
“After you lied about me harassing Jaejoong and made Yunho come attack me? Look at this bruise! It’s a good thing I’m handsome enough to still look good even with a black-eye!” Changmin tried to push Jaejoong off again so that he could get a shot at Yoochun.
“And now I’m peeling the skins off his grapes as punishment,” Yunho peeped in.
“Don’t mind them, Yoochunnie,” Jaejoong was still smiling and if Yoochun wasn’t so worried about Junsu, he’d be scared. “The school isn’t that big. We’ll find him.”
Changmin scoffed. “I’m not helping.”
“No lunch tomorrow.”
Changmin pushed Jaejoong off his lap and Yunho couldn’t figure out if he should continue to peel grapes or help his boyfriend stand up. Thankfully, Yoochun helped Jaejoong up so Yunho didn’t have to suffer the crime of dirtying his boyfriend’s clothes with slimy, grape juice/skin hands.
“I’m on it!” the tallest boy made a salute and started to run out of the gym. After three steps, he ran back to grab his food and commanded, “Have all those peeled grapes sent to my house after school.”
Then he disappeared.
Yunho sat there looking dumbfound. “Can I…can I cover these grapes with laxative without him knowing?”
Jaejoong played with his hair, “Right after we help Yoochun find Junsu.”
=-=-=
“You don’t have his cell phone number?”
“He transferred here a week ago, but I didn’t start talking to him until yesterday.”
“Oh, aww, okay, I understand,” Jaejoong made cooing noises and pulled Yunho down so that he could hug him (head against chest).
“Can you guys do this later?” Yoochun frowned, wishing he could hug Junsu like that.
"Okay, well, I have his number so I'll call him," Jaejoong whipped out his hot pink cell phone.
"You have his number? You know him? But you guys aren't even in the same class! Why didn't you tell me this earlier?"
"Yoochun, shut up," Jaejoong commanded. He found the number in his address book and clicked the 'Send' button.
Yoochun forced himself to wait patiently while Yunho tried to make sure he'd washed off all the grapes' residue on his hands.
"Hellooo? Hi, Junsu! It's Jaejoong. We met in the bathroom two days ago because I was trying to get a view of your cool belt buckle. Then I followed you to class and found out that you're in the same class as my boyfriend," he reminded.
Yoochun pictured the situation and shivered. He didn't even want to think about how Jaejoong convinced Junsu to give up his cell phone number.
Yunho was smiling proudly, proud to be in love with Kim Jaejoong.
"Yep, so Junsu, where are you right now?" Jaejoong asked and regained Yoochun's attention.
"Oh, yeah, Yoochun is a funny person. He loses everything and apparently, he loses people too. That's why you can't give him anything."
"Shh!" Yoochun quipped.
"Okay, we'll meet you in front of the gym then. Bye!"
Jaejoong hung up and reflected Yoochun's glare with a wide smile. "He was running around the school looking for you."
The glare disappeared and Yoochun tried not to grin like an idiot. "Really? He was looking for me?"
"Stop looking like a goof. He’s waiting for you in front of the gym."
=-=-=
"Sorry for losing you," Yoochun mumbled shyly.
Junsu started laughing. "It's okay. You did try to find me after losing me, right?"
Yoochun quickly nodded, "Yes, of course."
"Then that's what matters."
They continued to walk silently. Yoochun stood close to Junsu, telling himself that it's only because he didn't want to lose Junsu again. But that was a lie.
Something could be in Yoochun's pocket and he'd still manage to lose it. Distance wasn't a factor.
He just wanted to be close to Junsu.
"Here's my next class," Junsu declared, looking a little sad.
It sucked that they were in separate cohorts so all their classes were at opposite times of each other.
"I should go to my own class too," Yoochun said, although he didn't turn to walk away.
"My last class is Math with Mr. Cho. Can you come pick me up?"
Yoochun's eyes lit up. "Really?"
"Yeah, and...would you mind walking me home? I'm not too familiar with the town either."
"No!" Yoochun caught the attention of students and teachers around them. Then he cleared his throat, "I mean, no, of course I wouldn't mind. But...you're not afraid that I'll...lose you again?"
Junsu shook his head, "No, because I know you'll try to find me again. Oh, and here's my cell phone number."
Yoochun accepted the paper and wanted to coo at the pretty hand writing. He held it with both hands as if it was a sacred gift.
"I'll see you later then."
Junsu nodded. "See you later, Yoochun."
=-=-=
"You're walking him home?" Jaejoong nearly shouted over the phone.
"Stop yelling! Just tell Omma that I'm going to be home a little later than usual."
"A little? How about just staying overnight? I heard he lives in his own house because his parents are still in Japan."
Yoochun's face turned pink and he was glad that Jaejoong couldn't see it. "We're...we're just friends...right now."
"Uh-huh, sure, honey, say that you want," Jaejoong replied with sarcasm. "Yunnie! That tickles!"
From the way Jaejoong was giggling, Yoochun guessed that he wasn't talking to the guinea pig.
"I'm hanging up, Hyung. Bye!"
He turned around and saw Junsu walk out of the classroom.
"Sorry, Yoochun. I stayed after because I had to talk to Mr. Cho about a math problem."
"It's okay," Yoochun grinned. "I didn't wait long. Are you ready to go?"
Junsu nodded. They started to walk out of the school and Yoochun didn't realize that he had no idea where Junsu lived.
"Are you good at math, Yoochun?"
"A little," the taller boy replied, stepping over a pebble that was in his way.
"Yunho said that you're really good at it though. You're so modest."
Yoochun blushed and hoped his goofy smile wasn't stamped on his face, "I like math so...that helps."
Junsu nodded, kicking away a tiny rock that was on the sidewalk. "You'd have to be pretty determined, to go through all the processes and find the answer to a math problem. And it's not even something special, just a single numeral."
"Not really. That single numeral symbolizes all the hard work you go through just to find it. I enjoy it," Yoochun paused. Then he sheepishly added, "And numbers on the paper don't go anywhere so I don't lose them. It's all just on one piece of paper."
Junsu laughed. "I think it's cute that Yunho says you lose everything."
"Cute? You don't think it's stupid?"
"No, of course not," Junsu repeated Yoochun's earlier words. "But...I was wondering..."
"Hmm?" Yoochun saw that Junsu had stopped walking.
That was when he realized that he was supposed to be the one walking Junsu home since Junsu claimed that he wasn't familiar with this town. Yet Junsu never told Yoochun where the house was located and this whole time, Yoochun had just been following Junsu's footsteps.
"I really don't mind if you lose a lot of things, but...do you think you can try to not lose something that I'm about to give you?"
"What is it?" Yoochun inquired.
"My heart."
Pairing: Yoosu, Yunjae, Minfood
Rating: G
Genre: Romance, Fluff, Comedy
Yoochun loses things. All the time.
That explains why everyone is afraid to give him anything that is meant to be kept.
“Changmin, babysit Yunnie for me while I’m gone for the weekend.”
“Why? He’s older than all of us, except you because you’re old,” Changmin questioned through a mouth full of food. He knew there was a reason Jaejoong had made him such a big bento for lunch, but hey, food is food.
“No, my guinea pig,” the older boy clarified, ignoring the insult.
Yoochun moved some strands of hair behind his ear and stared at his brother, “Didn’t Changmin kill the last pet that you made him babysit?”
“Hey, that fish was overfed all its life anyway so it’s normal that he died,” Changmin defended.
Yoochun shrugged and turned back to reading the school newspaper, “After you killed it, Jaejoong made a plan to overfeed you until you flipped over like his fish did.”
Changmin’s eyes rounded and he gasped dramatically. His eyes turned to the nervously smiling Jaejoong, who said, “The plan never went through though. You’re still alive.”
“I want to know why you didn’t go through with it. There’s no better way to die.”
Jaejoong stared at Changmin as if he’d grown a third head and maybe some antennas. Yoochun laughed.
“Hyung, I’ll take care of Yunnie,” Yoochun offered, folding the newspaper neatly into its original form.
Jaejoong and Changmin were now staring at Yoochun with a look that said ‘Seriously?’
“What?” Yoochun couldn’t understand.
“Changmin killed Mr. Elephant by overfeeding him, but at least I could still bury his corpse. I still haven’t found Jiji after leaving her with you last Christmas.”
“A fish and a cat? You’re really going to compare that?” Yoochun exclaimed.
“What about the Mr. Mouse he left with you the previous Christmas?” Changmin reminded.
“Bunnies run faster than cats. Fishes can’t run at all,” Yoochun defended.
“And the turtle I had you babysit for me last month?” Jaejoong inquired.
“Uh…” Yoochun couldn’t think of anymore excuses.
“Admit it, Yoochun. You always end up losing everything. It’s in your genes.”
Yoochun crossed both arms over his chest and jutted his bottom lips out for a pout. “I’m not going to talk to you two anymore. Now where did I put that newspaper?”
=-=-=
“Yoochun, this is Junsu. He’s the new transfer student from Tokyo, but he is Korean. He speaks perfect Japanese, Korean, and German. He’s in the school orchestra and recently recruited into the soccer team. Oh, and he kicked your butt for highest score on yesterday’s Math quiz.”
Yoochun raised an eyebrow at Yunho while Junsu was blushing shyly at the older boy’s introduction.
“I just got lucky,” Junsu bowed his head modestly.
“You’re so cute,” Yunho cooed. “Anyway, Junsu, this is Yoochun. He loses everything. End of introduction.”
“Ya!” Yoochun cried out, his face flushed in embarrassment. “You don’t have anything nice to say about me?”
Yunho was quiet for a second as his eyes rolled up, indicating that he was thinking. Then he looked back at Yoochun, “No, not really.”
Yoochun’s face looked liked one of those anime faces with a big, fat ‘X’ where his eyes should be.
Junsu was laughing. Laughing. And so cutely too.
So Yoochun forgave Yunho and told the older boy that Jaejoong was being harassed by Changmin (the rated R kind), so he better go find them. Yunho bid farewell to Junsu and ran off like an arrow, or Superman.
Yoochun silently giggled as he imaged Yunho beating Changmin up.
“So…are you familiar with the school yet?” he started to make conversation with the cutie.
“Not really. Would you mind showing me around?” the slightly shorter boy requested shyly.
“No!” Yoochun practically shouted in the cute face before slapping both hands over his own mouth. Regaining his composure, he cleared his throat and spoke maturely, “No, of course I wouldn’t mind.”
Junsu just laughed and Yoochun lost his own heart.
=-=-=
“Guys! Guys! Help!” Yoochun ran to the three who were gathered in the gym.
Changmin looked like he was going to jump up and attack Yoochun, but Jaejoong held him down by sitting on him.
“What is it, Yoochun?” Jaejoong smiled.
Ignoring the surfacing bruise on Changmin’s left eye and the way Yunho was peeling skin off of grapes, Yoochun shouted in Jaejoong’s face, “I lost Junsu!”
Yunho stopped peeling, “What?”
“Ahem!” Changmin glared at Yunho. Yunho sighed and continued to peel.
“And you want us to help you find him?” Changmin tried to talk over Jaejoong’s big head.
“Yes!”
“After you lied about me harassing Jaejoong and made Yunho come attack me? Look at this bruise! It’s a good thing I’m handsome enough to still look good even with a black-eye!” Changmin tried to push Jaejoong off again so that he could get a shot at Yoochun.
“And now I’m peeling the skins off his grapes as punishment,” Yunho peeped in.
“Don’t mind them, Yoochunnie,” Jaejoong was still smiling and if Yoochun wasn’t so worried about Junsu, he’d be scared. “The school isn’t that big. We’ll find him.”
Changmin scoffed. “I’m not helping.”
“No lunch tomorrow.”
Changmin pushed Jaejoong off his lap and Yunho couldn’t figure out if he should continue to peel grapes or help his boyfriend stand up. Thankfully, Yoochun helped Jaejoong up so Yunho didn’t have to suffer the crime of dirtying his boyfriend’s clothes with slimy, grape juice/skin hands.
“I’m on it!” the tallest boy made a salute and started to run out of the gym. After three steps, he ran back to grab his food and commanded, “Have all those peeled grapes sent to my house after school.”
Then he disappeared.
Yunho sat there looking dumbfound. “Can I…can I cover these grapes with laxative without him knowing?”
Jaejoong played with his hair, “Right after we help Yoochun find Junsu.”
=-=-=
“You don’t have his cell phone number?”
“He transferred here a week ago, but I didn’t start talking to him until yesterday.”
“Oh, aww, okay, I understand,” Jaejoong made cooing noises and pulled Yunho down so that he could hug him (head against chest).
“Can you guys do this later?” Yoochun frowned, wishing he could hug Junsu like that.
"Okay, well, I have his number so I'll call him," Jaejoong whipped out his hot pink cell phone.
"You have his number? You know him? But you guys aren't even in the same class! Why didn't you tell me this earlier?"
"Yoochun, shut up," Jaejoong commanded. He found the number in his address book and clicked the 'Send' button.
Yoochun forced himself to wait patiently while Yunho tried to make sure he'd washed off all the grapes' residue on his hands.
"Hellooo? Hi, Junsu! It's Jaejoong. We met in the bathroom two days ago because I was trying to get a view of your cool belt buckle. Then I followed you to class and found out that you're in the same class as my boyfriend," he reminded.
Yoochun pictured the situation and shivered. He didn't even want to think about how Jaejoong convinced Junsu to give up his cell phone number.
Yunho was smiling proudly, proud to be in love with Kim Jaejoong.
"Yep, so Junsu, where are you right now?" Jaejoong asked and regained Yoochun's attention.
"Oh, yeah, Yoochun is a funny person. He loses everything and apparently, he loses people too. That's why you can't give him anything."
"Shh!" Yoochun quipped.
"Okay, we'll meet you in front of the gym then. Bye!"
Jaejoong hung up and reflected Yoochun's glare with a wide smile. "He was running around the school looking for you."
The glare disappeared and Yoochun tried not to grin like an idiot. "Really? He was looking for me?"
"Stop looking like a goof. He’s waiting for you in front of the gym."
=-=-=
"Sorry for losing you," Yoochun mumbled shyly.
Junsu started laughing. "It's okay. You did try to find me after losing me, right?"
Yoochun quickly nodded, "Yes, of course."
"Then that's what matters."
They continued to walk silently. Yoochun stood close to Junsu, telling himself that it's only because he didn't want to lose Junsu again. But that was a lie.
Something could be in Yoochun's pocket and he'd still manage to lose it. Distance wasn't a factor.
He just wanted to be close to Junsu.
"Here's my next class," Junsu declared, looking a little sad.
It sucked that they were in separate cohorts so all their classes were at opposite times of each other.
"I should go to my own class too," Yoochun said, although he didn't turn to walk away.
"My last class is Math with Mr. Cho. Can you come pick me up?"
Yoochun's eyes lit up. "Really?"
"Yeah, and...would you mind walking me home? I'm not too familiar with the town either."
"No!" Yoochun caught the attention of students and teachers around them. Then he cleared his throat, "I mean, no, of course I wouldn't mind. But...you're not afraid that I'll...lose you again?"
Junsu shook his head, "No, because I know you'll try to find me again. Oh, and here's my cell phone number."
Yoochun accepted the paper and wanted to coo at the pretty hand writing. He held it with both hands as if it was a sacred gift.
"I'll see you later then."
Junsu nodded. "See you later, Yoochun."
=-=-=
"You're walking him home?" Jaejoong nearly shouted over the phone.
"Stop yelling! Just tell Omma that I'm going to be home a little later than usual."
"A little? How about just staying overnight? I heard he lives in his own house because his parents are still in Japan."
Yoochun's face turned pink and he was glad that Jaejoong couldn't see it. "We're...we're just friends...right now."
"Uh-huh, sure, honey, say that you want," Jaejoong replied with sarcasm. "Yunnie! That tickles!"
From the way Jaejoong was giggling, Yoochun guessed that he wasn't talking to the guinea pig.
"I'm hanging up, Hyung. Bye!"
He turned around and saw Junsu walk out of the classroom.
"Sorry, Yoochun. I stayed after because I had to talk to Mr. Cho about a math problem."
"It's okay," Yoochun grinned. "I didn't wait long. Are you ready to go?"
Junsu nodded. They started to walk out of the school and Yoochun didn't realize that he had no idea where Junsu lived.
"Are you good at math, Yoochun?"
"A little," the taller boy replied, stepping over a pebble that was in his way.
"Yunho said that you're really good at it though. You're so modest."
Yoochun blushed and hoped his goofy smile wasn't stamped on his face, "I like math so...that helps."
Junsu nodded, kicking away a tiny rock that was on the sidewalk. "You'd have to be pretty determined, to go through all the processes and find the answer to a math problem. And it's not even something special, just a single numeral."
"Not really. That single numeral symbolizes all the hard work you go through just to find it. I enjoy it," Yoochun paused. Then he sheepishly added, "And numbers on the paper don't go anywhere so I don't lose them. It's all just on one piece of paper."
Junsu laughed. "I think it's cute that Yunho says you lose everything."
"Cute? You don't think it's stupid?"
"No, of course not," Junsu repeated Yoochun's earlier words. "But...I was wondering..."
"Hmm?" Yoochun saw that Junsu had stopped walking.
That was when he realized that he was supposed to be the one walking Junsu home since Junsu claimed that he wasn't familiar with this town. Yet Junsu never told Yoochun where the house was located and this whole time, Yoochun had just been following Junsu's footsteps.
"I really don't mind if you lose a lot of things, but...do you think you can try to not lose something that I'm about to give you?"
"What is it?" Yoochun inquired.
"My heart."