The Thin Line Between Love and Hate 12/?

[hydraheiress]

i. story by: hydraheiress
ii. character/pairing: yunjae, yoochun, junsu, heechul, siwon
iii. genre: romance, humor, drama, fluff, hurt/comfort, highschool
iv. length: chaptered|series
v. rating: nc-17
vi. summary: Yunho hated everything there was to Jaejoong's existence. Or did he really?
vii. chapters: [01] | [02] | [03] | [04] | [05] | [06] | [07] | [08] | [09] | [10] | [11] |



chapter twelve

"You ready?" Yunho glanced to his side, lips curving instantly into a smile as he saw Jaejoong approaching. He held out a hand which his lover took without preamble and pulled him against his chest. They gazed into each other's eyes, twin matching smitten looks adorning their faces.

"Can't we just skip class?" Yunho queried, strong arms circling Jaejoong's waist. He leaned close, mere inches separating them and whispered seductively. "I'd rather spend the whole day worshiping your body in bed."

Jaejoong flushed and weakly swatted him in the arm. "Yah!" Trust Yunho to be such a flirt so early in the morning. Not that he minded- much.

"But Jaejoongie, we didn't get to spend time yesterday at all." Yunho whined before spitefully hissing Siwon's name under his breath.

Jaejoong nearly laughed at the scowling boyfriend, but caught himself. He knew better than to make light of what happened the previous day, not when Yunho still appeared quite upset about it.

Siwon had kicked Yunho out of Jaejoong's room and locked him out permanently for the next twenty four hours. He was very strict when it came to Jaejoong's studies and even though he was very accepting of the relationship between them, he still made sure Jaejoong had sufficient study time. Naturally, Yunho was left to sulk in the guest room all by his lonesome on a Sunday.

Yoochun had the unfortunate luck of having to hear Yunho's barrage of complaints about the stupid butler ahjusshi when he was dropped off in the mansion, courtesy of Jaejoong's request to have him accompany Yunho. Then again, Yoochun was lousy company to begin with since he was too engrossed in the epic gaming system rather than share Yunho's plight at hating the very ground Siwon walked on.

"Why did he have to be such a protective cranky old man?" Yunho grumbled, pout on full force.

Jaejoong was no longer able to hold back an amused laugh. "Aigoo, why are you so adorable?" he gushed, before smoothing down Yunho's uniform jacket then smiled. "Let it go, okay? Siwon-hyung's always been like an older brother to me, he's just doing what he always does."

Yunho sighed, cheeks puffing out in a huff. "Fine." Sobering, he rested his forehead against the raven's own. "Jaejoongie?"

"Ne?"

"Tell me you love me?"

The innocent, almost hopeful tone as if Yunho still couldn't quite believe that Jaejoong did love him back always tugged at his heartstrings. Jaejoong yanked him gently forward by the tie and claimed his lips in a chaste kiss. "I love you, you dork." he professed, voice barely a whisper yet thick with emotion. He kissed him once again, this time deeper and with passion, arms curling around his neck. A soft moan escaped Yunho's lips as he held him closer, encasing his lithe frame in his arms completely.

"Saranghae, Jaejoong."

They pulled away at the same time. Yunho rested his cheek against the side of Jaejoong's head, eyes slipping shut, whispering words of love into his ear while Jaejoong burrowed his face on the crook of Yunho's neck, deeply inhaling the scent that has become his source of comfort and refuge as of late.

Jaejoong never once believed that he'd be able to feel such overwhelming emotions of love for a person and to be loved just as strongly in return. Sure he's thought about it, but having thirsted for his own parent's love for so many years, he didn't dare hope he'd receive it from anybody else.

Yet here he was, in the arms of the one man that was willing to die for him. The very thought of being loved to such an extent brought tears of gratitude to his eyes. He was happiest when he was with Yunho and he'd be damned if he allowed anyone threaten to take away this happiness from him.

"I'm still worried about our schoolmates flocking around you again." Yunho griped a bit later while filing his school materials into his bag. "I'm not entirely sure I can control my impulses to cave their faces in."

Yunho's possessiveness always had the effect of making his heart flutter. Leaning back against the propped pillows as he waited for Yunho to finish fixing his things, Jaejoong bit his bottom lip hard. It almost took all of his self-control to not grin like a complete smitten fool.

"They better keep their hands off you or I won't be held responsible for what might happen." Yunho pouted yet again, glaring down at his Physics textbook.

Jaejoong looked up at him. The desire to pull his lover on top of his body and make out until they were both reduced to a panting mess banged at his mind. He shook his head to clear his wayward thoughts. If Yunho kept up being such an adorable boyfriend so early in the morning, the rest of his self-control might slip and they would surely be running late, which they couldn't afford to do right now.

Leaving the comfort of the cushioned bed, he stood directly in front of Yunho. He leaned in for a quick kiss before fixing his boyfriend's tie. "Hush. There's gonna be none of that. You promised to behave."

Yunho was about to open his mouth but Jaejoong aimed him a pointed stare before carding his fingers through his unkempt dark locks. "I mean it." Once done, he gave his hand a gentle squeeze and smiled reassuringly. "I'm yours Yunho-yah as much as you're mine. I'll make sure everyone in school knows that." he grinned, then added. "I'll be wooing you remember?"

At his declaration, Yunho smiled so bright that he put the sun to shame. Jaejoong felt a jolt course through his spine as if he was hit by lightning. It was the very first time that Yunho smiled so openly and unguarded. The image of him was absolutely breathtaking. Being the sole recipient to such a beautiful sight, it spurred him to suddenly pounce on his unsuspecting lover.

"Woah, Jae-"

The moment they fell onto the bed, with Jaejoong conveniently straddling Yunho's hips, the raven beauty didn't waste a moment's breath to capture his mouth in a searing kiss, fingers curling on his uniform collar.

"What's gotten into you? Not that I'm complaining but-"

Jaejoong shut him up with a soft bite on his bottom lip that effectively had Yunho going lax under him. Soon, he felt his lover's fingers squeeze his behind. He gasped, pleasure coiling at the pit of stomach. Their tongues met and fought as Jaejoong began rocking back and forth against Yunho's groin. They both moaned upon the feel of their clothed erections rubbing together as they panted into each other's half-parted mouths.

"Fuck, Jae-."

"Yun, ngh."

"We're gonna be late."

"Don't care." Jaejoong swooped down again, trapping those luscious lips in a bruising kiss.

The bedroom door was suddenly slammed wide open revealing an intimidating butler on the other side.

"School. Now!" Siwon yelled angrily as he stalked towards the bed. The rude interruption didn't seem to deter the two teenagers who were still engaged in a lip-lock. Siwon seized Jaejoong by the back of his collar as he tried to haul him off Yunho's frame.

"Siwon-hyung!" Jaejoong squeaked, thrashing in the older man's hold as he was forcibly jerked away from Yunho who sat up from his sprawled position on the soft cushions. "Yah! There's a door in this bedroom for a reason."

"Siwon-sshi, don't manhandle him." Yunho protested, coming to Jaejoong's aid who eagerly opened his arms for his boyfriend.

Once Jaejoong was on his feet, Siwon quickly let him go. Yunho caught Jaejoong as he stumbled towards him. Siwon glared disapprovingly at the two of them. However, his strict parental image didn't last long. He yielded at being subjected to twin pouting faces. "Eish, you kids." He rested two fingers on the crease between his eyebrows, looking positively frustrated. "Stop molesting each other or you're gonna be late. And your Heechul-seonsaengnim's waiting for you downstairs too. You wouldn't want him waiting long if you know what's good for you." he said and turned to leave.

Jaejoong and Yunho shared wide-eyed looks before they quickly shuffled around, picking up their bags and smoothing down their uniforms. Kim Heechul was someone that they both respected and to an extent feared at the same time. Walking towards the bedroom door, their hands simultaneously found each other, fingers intertwining as they walked closely at Siwon's heels.

Yunho grinned and quickly stole a kiss from Jaejoong behind Siwon's back as they descended the stairs. Jaejoong touched a finger to his lips, blushing a beautiful shade of pink, his heart going ba dump ba dump within his ribcage. There was no doubt about it. He was inlove and perfectly content.

At school, Yunho followed him to his classes according to the deal Heechul had with the Admin. The morning went by pretty smoothly, but when recess came, it was then that Yunho's supposed amnesia was put to the test.

Some of their male classmates tried starting an argument. Jaejoong was certain that Yunho had gotten into bad blood with these teenagers in the past. For a while he feared that their taunts would make him forget about his promise, but he took it all in stride. He didn't open his mouth for any scathing remark, didn't raise his fist, didn't act hostile even when utterly provoked. He perfectly acted the part of a person that had no clue what was happening around him due to lack of memories.

When Yunho tripped and fell after being foot blocked by one of the jerks that had not-so-subtly badmouthed him, Jaejoong was only too happy to shove the detention slip to his face. He picked Yunho up from the floor, glared and dared anyone to do such a despicable act one more time.

There was relative peace and harmony throughout the rest of the morning period.

No one else wanted the added grueling hours spent in detention class with the devil-incarnate, Student Council Vice President Shim Changmin. He was good friends with the Student President and though he appeared to be uncaring and nonchalant towards the recent events that took place in their school, the students knew just whose side he was on.

Three juniors that kept calling Jaejoong a disgusting fag had the unfortunate luck of being overheard by the aloof VP. Ever since then, the three of them never dared talk incriminating things about Yunho and Jaejoong again. When asked what occurred during detention, they would simply run away bawling like babies. Shim Changmin had a natural gift for mentally torturing people that he had a dislike for.

"Oppa, do you have a girlfriend?"

Jaejoong's eyebrow twitched as the pencil in his hand snapped in half, causing for several eyes to turn to him. He forced himself to take deep breaths. It wouldn't do him any good if he got into trouble again especially when the school admin would be all too eager to put the blame on Yunho for his actions.

He inwardly groaned. He was right to think that without the fear of being a delinquent and a former gang leader, girls were naturally drawn to Yunho like bees to honey.

"Oppa, you didn't answer me. Do you have a girlfriend?" the female tried again, making all sorts of aigyoo faces in hopes she looked cute enough.

"No, I don't think so." Yunho answered with a noncommittal shrug before looking back down at his phone, fingers typing away at incredible speed.

"Do you have a girl that you like oppa? Who do you think is the prettiest in the classroom?"

Jaejoong's mobile buzzed. Opening the latest SMS, he was reduced to burying his face on his folded arms as to prevent himself from giggling, but with the way his shoulders shook, it was obvious that he was failing. He read the message again, badly wanting to bite his boyfriend cause of the cuteness.

SAVE MEEEEEH JOONGIE DDDDD;
I think she wants to have my babies O___O
As my boyfriend, you have to defend my virtue >.<
Don't let her have her wicked way with me TT~TT

Before he could even compose a reply, another message came in.

It's not funny. Stop laughing >=(
She's fluttering her eyelashes. God, the horror!
I'm officially scarred for life. T^T
I'm charging you for my therapy bills DDDD;

Biting his lower lip to prevent another giggle from escaping, Jaejoong felt quite torn whether or not he should come to his boyfriend's rescue. Yes, he hated the fact that girls were ogling Yunho and some dare get close to his personal space, but he found a bit of amusement in his lover's obvious discomfort at being the center of attention from the opposite sex.

He guessed he was a bit of a sadist. But alas, he loved the guy too much to prolong his suffering.

Jaejoong met his gaze from across the room and smiled. He left his desk and approached the seat where Yunho was temporarily assigned. He cleared his throat, eyes locked with Yunho before diverting his attention to his flirting classmate.

"Ara, I'm sure Yunho would appreciate it if you didn't bombard him with your inane rambling." Jaejoong stated, arms crossed against his chest.

At the sound of his voice, Ara scampered away. "O-oh, Jaejoong-sshi."

Jaejoong raised a quizzical eyebrow at the fear he saw in her eyes. Then it hit him. She was the female student whose hair he pulled the previous week when he was still too busy brooding over Yunho's condition.

"I-I'm sorry. I won't bother him anymore. I'm really sorry." she quickly bowed and ran back to her seat. Jaejoong watched her in mild-interest as she held up her textbook in an attempt to cover her face. He shrugged then looked about the female students in the room as each and every one's eyes darted elsewhere. No one dared to lock gazes with him. He smirked in evil glee. Seems like the effect of his behavior from the week prior hadn't simmered down just yet.

"You okay, Yunho-yah?" Jaejoong directed his attention on his lover and asked in concern, putting extra caution to his words. Wooing Yunho was still in his agenda, but he had to take into account that his boyfriend wasn't supposed to have any memories to speak of. "You looked real uncomfortable just now."

"I'm okay." Yunho replied, doing his part in the act. "Sorry, I'm just not used to being around so many people. It was much better with just you and Yoochun over the weekend."

Jaejoong took hold of his hand and squeezed gently. "Just bear with it for now. Like I said, baby steps okay?"

Yunho nodded and squeezed back as their eyes did the rest of the talking.

I love you, Jaejoongie

I love you, Yunho-yah

The teacher for the next period stepped into the classroom. Reluctantly, they had to let each other go as Jaejoong went back to his assigned spot. Yunho leaned back in his chair, gaze fixed on Jaejoong's profile before turning in his seat and called out for the girl who was annoying him just a while ago.

"Ara-sshi."

Said girl looked at him with widened, questioning eyes. "E-eh?"

"You asked me who I thought was the prettiest right?"

"Uhh, y-yeah."

"I think Jaejoongie is the prettiest." he declared proudly before righting himself up on his seat. He rested his elbows on the desk and grinned foolishly, paying no mind to the blatant stares of shock he was receiving. His phone vibrated and upon reading the text message, the strong urge to giggle like a lovestruck teenager girl reared itself out in the open again.

Pabo. Stop making me blush <3333
You handsome, gorgeous hunk you ;DDDD

Yunho stared, mouth watering at the sight of the scrumptious meal prepared especially for him. Around them, the students in the cafeteria could only gape in envy. He looked at Jaejoong who was positively glowing with pride. "When did you have the time?"

His boyfriend grinned. "While you were sleeping." he replied then began to precariously arrange the bowls of home-cooked meal. "Before I went to your room this morning, I woke up early just so I could prepare your lunch. I did promise I was gonna cook for you if I have the time, and well, I had the time!" Jaejoong declared in exuberance, all giggles and bright smiles.

Yunho's world stood at a transfix as everything narrowed down to nothing but his lover's face. It wasn't the first time that Jaejoong smiled at him like that, so beautiful and so perfect, nor was it the first time he cooked for him. It wasn't anything new. But all of a sudden, his heart was beating like a drum within his chest. Heat rose up in his cheeks, his mouth felt dry, his hands were getting clammy and he wanted nothing more than to reach out to Jaejoong and seal his lips against his.

He clutched a hand to his chest and raised the other free hand to his head. Yunho didn't think it was possible. His feelings for Jaejoong were already too strong as it was to the point he didn't put any regard to his own life just so he could save him. But his feelings simply got stronger. He took note of things that he didn't care for before. He no longer wanted discard his life easily. He wanted to live a long, happy life, to make plans for the future, a future that had Jaejoong in it.

Them, together, always.

He rasped, eyes falling shut at the weight of his emotions, but it wasn't the unpleasant kind.

"Yunho-yah, are you hurting anywhere?"

His eyes fluttered open, gaze flooding with the image of Jaejoong's beautiful, concerned face directly in front of him, hands cupping his cheeks.

"What's wrong?" Jaejoong worriedly asked.

Yunho caressed the hand on his face, relishing the contact before smiling, the revelation elating him. He's definitely fallen that much deeper in love. "I remember."

Jaejoong looked at him uncertainly.

Yunho focused his gaze on him, aware of the eyes that were trained on their table. He didn't want this facade of not knowing what Jaejoong meant to his life anymore. His heart, mind and body begged him to remedy the situation. He wanted to have the freedom and liberty of loving him again.

"Yunho-yah, what is it?"

Not bothering to reply, he pulled Jaejoong against his body and wrapped his arms around his back earning yet another series of gasps from their schoolmates. But Yunho couldn't care less. "Saranghe, saranghe, saranghe." he professed loud enough for the rest to hear, eyes misting with tears.

Jaejoong's frame tensed against him but soon melted in his arms then reciprocated the embrace. "Saranghe." he replied with a smile before his voice dropped to a whisper. "Yunho-yah, what's going on?"

"I'm sorry." Yunho mumbled dejectedly as he hugged him tighter, face falling against his shoulder. "Having to pretend not to love you was harder than I thought. I've pretended long enough hating you. I just- wanted to be with you like normal people inlove do. I can pretend to forget everything else. I promise not to get into trouble. I'll study harder. Just please, don't ask me to pretend that we're not together 'cause I won't do it."

Jaejoong slowly pulled back and smiled. He reached out to brush the tears that pooled at the corner of Yunho's eyes, only understanding and love in his heart. "Are you sure about this?"

Yunho nodded, hopeful.

"Well, if that's the case then- c'mere."

Gasps, scandalized shrieks and cat calls suddenly resounded across the cafeteria premises the minute Jaejoong pulled Yunho by the back of the neck and kissed him hard. Yunho's lips curved into a wide smile as he kissed him back with as much fervor without a care over anything else.

"Ha! You owe me 3,000 won. I knew he was gonna remember Jaejoong-sshi first." A male student remarked in triumphant glee amidst the loud commotion surrounding the general vicinity.

"You remembered him but not me? Your best friend of twelve years? Traitor. I want our friendship ring back!"

Yunho blinked. "We have a friendship ring?"

"Uh-huh. Oh, and you owe me 60,000 won too."

"What?" Yunho positively looked flabbergasted. "Now I know you're definitely lying."

"How can you know I'm making things up when you don't even remember a thing?" Jaejoong blinked when Yoochun's gaze flickered to him. "Well, minus your boyfriend here. I swear you have such a one-track mind."

After the kiss they shared moments ago, Yoochun dropped down to their table and joined them for lunch to Jaejoong's displeasure. Soon after, Changmin sat next to Yoochun. He was silent per usual. After a simple, 'Hi and Congratulations' he focused his sole attention on his food.

"Jaejoongie, the walking forehead is being mean to me." Yunho bemoaned, clinging to his boyfriend so much like an affectionate puppy. "Make him go away. His forehead is going to render me blind."

"Yah! You rascal." Yoochun shook his fist at him but then his eyes glinted in mischief before letting out a dramatic, exaggerated cry. "You're heartless, hyung. After I gave you everything." he brought both arms to cover virtuously against his chest and sniffled. "After I let you abuse my body over and over again until you were completely satisfied-"

Yunho promptly choked on a piece of galbi-gui and began pounding on his chest, hard.

Jaejoong quickly brought a glass of water to his lips which Yunho greedily drank. He sent Yoochun a glare who was merely grinning in return. He seemed to really enjoy messing with his best friend just 'cause he knew that Yunho wouldn't physically retort as long as the amnesia facade was in play.

"Hey, Yunho-yah. You okay now?" Jaejoong fussed, using his handkerchief to wipe at the wetness on his lover's mouth.

"I'm fine." Yunho assured, coughing once, twice before he cleared his throat and scowled darkly at the grinning best friend.

"Hahaha! You should've seen the look on your face." Yoochun hollered.

"Not funny." Yunho ground out.

"Sure it was." Yoochun countered, munching carelessly on his lunch.

Yunho's face scrunched up in disgust. "The sight of you eating while talking is very unappetizing, Park." he drawled before opening his mouth to welcome the chopsticks that Jaejoong fed him with. He smirked when Yoochun's grin disappeared and he glared instead.

"Dammit. I need a girlfriend." Yoochun groused. "Or a boyfriend. Whichever. I'm not picky."

Changmin snorted beside him, drawing the three teenagers attention. He frowned. "What?"

"What are you doing here?" Yunho always straight to the point. "Wait, do I know you?" he asked again, turning to Jaejoong for assistance. From the look of utter bafflement on his face, it seemed that he honestly didn't remember him.

Jaejoong laughed and nudged him playfully. He inched closer to him and whispered. "Shim Changmin. Student Council Vice President. The guy that you were supposed to give the documentary tapes for editing. Ring a bell?"

"Oh." His eyes darted back to the tall, silent teen. "But why is he on our table?"

"He's a good friend." Jaejoong said, a small smile pulling at the corners of his mouth. "He's kind of cold and stoic, but he's warm and friendly where it matters."

Yunho's scowl was quite prominent on his features. "Really now."

"I'm straight." Changmin deadpanned, shrugging. "I don't find men romantically appealing, so there's no need for you to sport the soul-lemon look Jung-sshi. Jaejoong is a good friend. Nothing else."

"Did I mention he's very inquisitive?" Jaejoong giggled at the cute blush of embarrassment creeping up his boyfriend's face. "Aigoo, you're so adorable when you're jealous."

Yunho's half-heated glare only served to make the raven beauty giggle harder. "Awwww." he cooed. Wanting to make it up to him, Jaejoong pulled Yunho by the tie and lay a wet one on his pouting mouth.

Yunho brightened instantly.

Days passed by in a romance induced blur and Jaejoong still felt like he was walking on clouds.

Aside from being called to the Dean's office as they demanded for an explanation about the scene he and Yunho created during Monday's lunch, to which he bluntly admitted that yes, they were lovers and it was none of their business what he did with his personal life, everything else had been perfect.

Well, maybe not that perfect. There will always be bigots that attended school. It was however a reprieve finding out that ignoring their stupid, hateful comments was quite an easy task to accomplish. Frankly, they weren't worth getting worked up over and he was too happy spending everyday with Yunho anyway to be affected by their prejudices.

It also helped that a good number of his schoolmate were supportive of their relationship.

Changmin especially loved putting his own method of mental torture at anyone that dare insult Jaejoong and Yunho to good use.

Yunho was never short of showing just how much he was loved. It was in everything he did, from the subtle touches of their hands to the passionate kisses they shared. It was in the way he simply looked at him as if he was the center of his world, the gravity that balanced every aspect of his life.

When Jaejoong was beginning to get stressed out with all his presidential duties, Yunho would always be there to massage his sore muscles, softly kissing the smooth skin beneath his fingertips while occasionally whispering cheesy lines into his ear. Yunho wasn't much of a sweet talker. His attempts at being smooth fails most times but Jaejoong found that side of him so much more endearing.

He doubted Yunho even realized how his attempts at being the perfect boyfriend made him utterly charming in Jaejoong's eyes.

True to his word, Yunho put great effort into not getting any trouble. He began showing interest in his studies, learned to respect the teachers and stopped skipping classes altogether until soon enough his positive change was grudgingly acknowledged by the school. He made Jaejoong proud. It also didn't hurt that Jaejoong did his fair share of catching up when it came to his own studies and responsibilities.

"He's pretty serious in getting good grades." Yoochun sauntered into the room. He rested his elbows on top of Jae's desk, eyes fixed on the far corner where Yunho was being tutored by Changmin.

Jaejoong looked up at him, tearing his gaze away from the piles of documents that needed his signing. Classes were over for the day and if only he didn't have all these paperwork to sign, they would've left the Student Council Room ages ago.

"Yoochun, what are you doing here?" he asked, adjusting the glasses perched on the bridge on his nose.

"Just visiting." Yoochun replied, both curled fists propped against his cheeks. "I never thought I'd see the day that Yunho-hyung would willingly open a book out of his own accord." he dreamily sighed. "Ahhh, the things that love can do."

Jaejoong tried hard to appear like Yoochun's words didn't faze him, but his lips still twitched in the corners in a smile. He cleared his throat, forcing to school his features into a look of calm indifference. "Can you maybe unstick your face off my desk so I can continue signing these? You're wasting precious time Yoochun."

"Ouch." Yoochun stood upright and dramatically clutched a hand to his chest. "That was harsh Pres. Yunho barely has any time for me anymore and when I decide to pester you instead, you're so cold."

"Pester being the keyword." Jaejoong drawled. "I don't think anyone likes the general idea of being pestered." he expounded, tone careening on the edges of exasperation.

He was supposed to dine out and watch a movie with Yunho tonight.

It was the weekend and later, they would be spending their first official date ever since they got together. He was definitely looking forward to it and was excited to finish signing these documents so they could leave and he can have Yunho all to himself. But with Yoochun there pestering him, he wouldn't be able to complete his task as soon as he'd hoped.

At the corner of his eye, he saw Yunho's approaching figure, a smitten smile instantly grazing his lips when their gazes connected.

"Alright, alright. I get it." Yoochun conceded, hands in the air in a form of surrender. He lowered his voice a notch lower. "If you don't mind my asking though. Have you guys done it? Like all the way?" he asked, all curious and imploring eyes.

"W-what?" Cheeks positively red at the question catching him off guard, Jaejoong could only gape, tongue-tied. Then his eyes darted towards Yoochun's back. Yunho was standing there, menacingly cracking his knuckles, no doubt having heard the query that his best friend dropped on him.

"Park.Yoo.Chun."

Turning his head, Yoochun yelped and was abruptly running out of the room to escape the clutches of the seething boyfriend. "Oh, would you look at the time. Gotta go."

"Yah! How dare you ask my Jaejoongie such a private question!" Yunho thundered as he raced after him. "Come back here. You're dead Park Yoochun!"

Jaejoong stared at the opened door, wide-eyed. Coming out of his stupor, he quickly covered his face with his hands as he bit his bottom lip, feeling his cheeks go unbearably hot, heart ramming against his ribcage at the sudden reminder.

Even though he and Yunho had been physically intimate numerous times, they still haven't gotten to that point in their relationship. Jaejoong just wasn't ready for that big of a step yet and though he loves Yunho to within an inch of his life, he couldn't help but feel a bit frightened.

Yunho understood, telling him that they were only going to cross that line until he was ready. But actually, he's been thinking about it non-stop for the past week. He did want to be with Yunho, to be joined to him in the most intimate way possible, to feel him moving inside him, loving him, filling him to the brim of everything that he had. The very thought alone was already sending pleasant shivers coursing up and down his pine. He already spent so much time procrastinating. When Yunho asked him the previous night for an official date, he resolutely told himself that this was it.

He already made up his mind.

He was gonna give it all up to Yunho- tonight.

TBC

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A/N: Waaaaaaaa!!!! OMG! I can't believe I actually am updating this now @___@ OTL Dx talk about a very long hiatus. Anywho, I'm very happy that I was able to finally work on this fic. Ohemgee, I hope it's not too crappy. Is it too crappy? T_T I'm sorry if it sucked harder than the last time. Mianhe DDDDD; Unbeta'd yet. But I'll get around to that soon enough <3333 I love you guys like woah. Comment? XDDD It's the food for the soul \O/ Ask Changmin! LOL!