Redeeming Eden Chapter Four
Title: Redeeming Eden
Length: Chaptered
Rating: PG and growing
Pairings: YooSu, JaeHo, MinOther
Summary: Love, Hatred, Gratitude, Revenge. Is love worth all the pain they have to go through?
11th November
The feeling of fatigue remained unchanged as he trudged up the stairs to the third floor. However, he was not returning from Begin tonight. There was no essence of intoxication in his blood and what remained of his evening out was the warmth of Yoochun on his body and in his heart.
The sight that greeted him pushed aside all the weariness that clouded his mind and Junsu was suddenly aware that he had returned to an undesired scene.
Yunho was once again seated on the sofa in the common area. Only that he was not alone. The four bodyguards assigned to Junsu stood behind him with their heads bowed.
Junsu came to a stop in front of the older man. He knew that there would be consequences to his disappearance and was prepared to answer for his own actions. But he did not expect the bodyguards to be implicated.
"Hyung." He knew that explanations were pointless.
Yunho did not so much as glance at him. "Why wasn't Young master Junsu escorted back safely today?" His tone was surprisingly calm. A perfect job at repressing his anger.
The lead bodyguard stepped forward, knowing that the question was meant for him. Yet he said nothing; he knew what was expected of him in face of such a situation.
The blow Yunho delivered made its point. Both receiver and onlooker felt the pain intended.
With the lead bodyguard kneeling where he had fallen from the impact, the other three stood in place, not daring to move without permission.
Junsu was rooted to his spot, fists clenched and tears threatening to spill. His body was shaking from the extent of his attempt to control his emotions but still he remained silent.
"Perhaps this will finally make you see how your actions affect those around you." Yunho had apparently disposed of all wrath with the force applied in that punch, leaving no trace of it in his voice.
Junki turned to walk down the stairs as soon as Yunho closed the door to his room, leaving the other five to their own discretion. You refuse to let him go even though you cannot have him by your side and you won't let him anywhere near your heart when you're just dying to have his again. Yunho-ah, how far are you going to drive yourself? Till you destroy yourself totally? Don't...
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12th November
Temperatures had risen to a cozy point for a winter morning.
Junsu took his place at the dining table, presenting a light smile. He had grown accustomed to being disciplined by Yunho and then having to pretend that nothing had happened. "Good morning, Imo, Imobu. Good morning, Junki Hyung, Yunho Hyung."
"Looks like you are really getting very comfortable with the life of a young master, huh? Even your sleeping habits are getting so 'pampered'." It was obvious that the sarcasm in these words were not just a result of Junsu's delayed arrival.
"You shouldn't say that, Ji Dong. Junsu is here with us for breakfast. It's not as if he's still sleeping and besides, we've hardly started." Lee Min Sun was aware of her husband's dislike for Junsu and was prepared to defend the young man when she saw him treated unfairly. "Don't mind him, Junsu."
"It's alright, Imo. Imobu was just teaching me the correct thing to do." Despite Jang Ji Dong's hostility towards him, Junsu maintained the necessary respect towards him.
Breakfast was taken with much silence with the exception of Min Sun and Junki trying to make small talk occasionally.
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A call from Yoochun successfully got Junsu out without much hassle. Reluctance to be in the presence of Yunho and Ji Dong, and his newfound trust in the other man ensured Junsu's prompt decision.
They sat on a bench underneath the row of frozen cherry trees, huddled close together. Or more correctly, Yoochun was keeping them in that position. Junsu felt none of the sub-zero temperatures Yoochun provided as a reason for their warmth sharing, but of course the other was unwilling to put more space between them.
Simple homemade lunchboxes brought by Yoochun presented a sweet surprise. However, Junsu had no doubt that his only contribution was in bringing the food.
Blissfully satiated and comfortable where they were, the deep rumble of Yoochun's voice gradually lulled Junsu to sleep.
Yoochun continued on his chatter till he felt the weight of Junsu's head on his shoulder. It was only then that he realized the other had slipped into a slumber.
The visage of the sleeping man fascinated him, his eyes moving within the confines of the beautiful face. Yoochun could not resist running a finger down the bridge of Junsu's nose. And when the finger came to a stop on the tip, his sight fell on soft pink pouty lips.
A smirk accompanied the thought that came to his mind.
He leaned in close till the tip of their noses touched and their lips were barely an inch apart. "Junsu-ah, wake up. Wake up and talk to me. Or I'll kiss you." Words that were barely a whisper.
Can't say that I didn't warn you. Gentle pressure, just the act of having lips against lips.
Junsu did not even stir. No change to the look of peace on the sleeping angel.
The pair of mischievous lips spread into a grin and moved in for a second raid. This time, they stayed longer and a moist tongue sneaked out to sweep between the unmoving pink butterflies rested upon. Yoochun was urged on by the image of Junsu waking up to find him stealing kisses and then blushing furiously in his embrace.
A slight itch was brought by the motion and Junsu frowned, still not willing to awake. His tongue snaked out and licked his lips before he snuggled closer to Yoochun, burying his face in the crook of the taller man's neck.
The response had Yoochun struggling between forcing himself not burst out in laughter and smiling contently, feeling a coat of melted sugar on his heart.
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It was already dark when Junsu returned home.
The afternoon nap left him refreshed but waking up in Yoochun's arms added at least 3 degrees of darkness to the red-dish tint on his face. If the stolen kisses were revealed, perhaps the color spectrum would not have a red dark enough to accommodate his skin.
Unexpectedly, Ji Dong was on the way down to the kitchen for a drink and they came face to face on the second floor.
"Imobu." The greeting was essential.
The older man moved without so much as an acknowledgement.
But when Junsu continued to climb the flight of stairs, a foot appeared to hook around his ankle and send him tumbling back down.
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As soon as he hung up, Yunho literally dragged Junki out of Begin after bidding a hasty farewell to the group of men they were drinking with.
Instructions for the driver to stop over at the local pharmacy kept Junki baffled as ever. "Where are we going to? And who's not feeling well?"
"We're going home." Looking out of the window, he left no room for more questions.
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The smell of medicated balm was soothing to the pain he felt in his chest. Bandages covered scratches and he could feel a residing soreness on his ankle. It was then that Junsu recalled falling down the stairs and passing out.
Junki came to him with medicine and a glass of water, helping him to sit up against the pillows. "Here, take these antibiotics first. Are you still feeling particularly unwell anywhere?"
Junsu obediently swallowed the tablets while shaking his head to the question.
"Your ankle was dislocated but the doctor managed to set it back, just be more careful for the next couple of days. The scratches to your limbs are quite light and thankfully you didn't hit your head. Anyway, you need to rest well and recover fast, okay?" Forgive me for avoiding the matter. We both know who did this to you but we can't say it. I'm sorry, Junsu.
"I will. Thanks, Hyung." Thank you being the only other person to care for me apart from Imo.
Having tucked Junsu in again, Junki left the room.
The door to Yunho's room was left ajar, and the soft tapping on the keyboard indicated that he was still awake.
Junki did not close the door to Junsu's room completely, leaving a small gap so that any sudden or loud noises could be heard by the person in the room next door. Casting a final glance at Yunho's room, he sighed and turned to proceed to his own room one level down.
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A/N: Just to state some points.
1) Lee Min Sun is Yunho's mother but Jang Ji Dong is not his father, only his stepfather. Therefore they do not hold the same last name.
2) Junki and Yunho are cousins. Lee MS is Junki's father's sister.
3) Junsu is not related to Yunho or Junki. He was 'adopted'(brought into the family) by Lee MS. Imo(aunt, mother's sister) is only a form of address suggested by Lee MS.