Where…am I going?

He asks himself that. But subconsciously, he really doesn’t know. And he doesn’t want to answer either. He just wants to walk, endlessly down the road…with his jeans ripped at the knees, dirtied with blood and dust. He can’t feel any of it. Would you? When your heart…beats so hard…for someone…that it hurts.

It hurts.

Jaejoong ah. It hurts.

Jaejoong.

…Jae…

His knees give in and he falls, sitting, in the middle of the road hugging his knees together.

Why is he acting like this? That was…nothing. Maybe Jaejoong hyung and Yunho hyung are lovers. Maybe they live together. Maybe Yunho hyung doesn’t know that Jaejoong hyung has a double life. Maybe he was just a…customer. No one special. At least not in the place to get upset about Jaejoong’s boyfriend…

Then why is he on the floor, uncontrollably upset and crying his hearts out?

They’ve only known each other for…2 weeks tops. How much damage can 14 days do to his heart?

What did they do anyway. In those 14 days. They’ve only met for 3 times? They’ve spent 3 nights together. 36 hours? No more than that. Sleeping took over more than half of it. But Changmin’s content, just with sleeping beside him. Next to that warm substance that gave him the confidence to love again.

No.

Jaejoong isn’t just an escort. He’s more than that. He’s change. He’s my change. Because of him, my pathetic life turned around. From being a 26 year old loveless cowardly virgin…to…well…a 26 year old cowardly…non-virgin. But no. It’s not just the sex part. It’s the love. I’m not afraid. I can reach out, and destroy the concrete wall that blocked my heart, and how I truly feel.

I feel…

I feel…water splashing all over my face, hair and body. It’s raining. I feel the cold wind softly gliding against my cold skin. I feel a mixture of salty tears and rain in my mouth. I feel the sound of rain, drumming slowly into my ears.

I can feel.

I can feel myself smiling.

“YOU DID WHAT?!” Yunho yells.

“Didn’t I say it clearly before?” Jaejoong wrinkles his eyebrows, annoyed at Yunho’s loudness.

“How CAN you lie to him?”

“I didn’t.”

“Hell yeah you fucking did.” Yunho slams the table.

“He thought I was an escort first. I just didn’t correct him. And, watch your language.” Jaejoong turns his head fiercely, staring right into Yunho’s eyes. Just because he speaks softly doesn’t mean he is weak. He’s just calm, that’s his weapon.

“Jaejoong you can’t do this. He’s very simple and innocent. You’ll break his heart when he finds out.”

Jaejoong sips on his tea, not planning to reply.

“Yah Kim Jaejoong!”

Jaejoong stands up and takes his keys, he turns around and gives Yunho a small smile, “Those are the rules of this game. You follow it or you get your heart broken. I hope Changmin does well.” then, he leaves.

“KIM JAEJOONG! AISHI! Bastard, come back here!”

“Heart beat?”

“Going faster.”

“How fast?”

“Shut up Junsu, who do you think you are.”

“YAH! Are you an ass or what? I need to know these things, I’m a doctor.”

“And I’m your assistant? Eat my face why don’t you. Asswipe.”

“Just shut up and tell me the temperature.”

“Why should I? If you want to know, go look at it yourself.”

“AISHI. You really want to fight don’t you?!” Junsu raises his voice.

Yoochun gives him a slanted smile and takes off his white coat, slamming it on the floor. “You, me, outside, right now.”

“Fuck yeah it’s on.” Junsu smiles back.

The twins really do have a resemblance. Even when they are about to fight they have the same smile. Changmin thinks to himself, sitting on the bed with a thermometer in his mouth and a pink cloth on his forehead.

Hmmm…should I stop them? But once they know I’m awake they’ll start questioning me. And how did I get here anyway?

Just when the flaming twins were about to march outside for the ‘honorable fight’, Changmin calls out to them, “Yoochun, Junsu! Don’t fight.”

They both turn around, surprised that he’s awake already.

“Um…where did you guys find me?”

They turn and look at each other with a knowing smile, and relax their fists both at the same time. With an evil smile, they slowly walk towards Changmin, in their own ‘we are twins’ kind of pace.

“Yo-yoochun? Junsu?” Changmin asks, feeling weird and a bit in danger.

A second later…

“Ah!!! Stop!! No---nooo! Please!!! Stop…hmm….”

They shake their heads, not letting go.

Don’t get me wrong, they aren’t really doing anything to Changmin. Just…pinching his face.

Really really hard.

“We’re not stopping until you talk.” Yoochun replies leisurely.

“Ta-talk about what? Owww!!” Saliva drips down Changmin’s chin and Junsu wipes it off immediately.

“How did you end up in the middle of the road with a 104 degree fever? In this fucking weather.” Thunder strikes just as Junsu finishes his sentence. What good timing.

“Ho-how did you guys find me?”

“GPS system on your phone.” Yoochun replies, not even blinking.

“What?! You guys installed a GPS system on my phone? Bu-but what about my privacy? Yo-you guys can’t…OW!!OW OW OW OW OW!!!”

“We can do whatever we want to you.” They both answer, at the same time with the same smile. We just don’t. Because we never want to hurt you.

Changmin stops fighting their force. Looking all defeated. Before he knows it, big blobs of tears are rolling down his red face.

The twins stop, gives each other a look and sits down next to him on the bed.

“What happened?”

“Where were you?”

“Which bastard hurt you?”

“What’s his address?”

“Aishi. Junsu you’re such a dumbass. We can hack any website. Let’s just go home and research and then go beat the shit out of him.” Yoochun says, with this big vein popping constantly on his forehead.

“NO!” Changmin yells, holding onto his sleeve.

“H-he didn’t do anything to me.” Changmin says softly, hiccupping.

I wasn’t gonna leave anyway. Why would I ever leave you at this kind of times? Yoochun thinks to himself, and sits back down.

“He just…had a lover that I didn’t really know about.”

“Min…” They don’t say anything more, but both hugs Changmin, with their long arms wrapping around him, and their chest next to his ears.

In this kind of yield and protection…Changmin feels much better.

He knows that the twins will always be there for him.

But he doesn’t know that they will never be satisfied for…just being there for him.

“You know…I usually don’t do this?” Jaejoong whispers, between the two, everything is clearly heard. Because of the distance…they are so close.

You are my special toy, Shim Changmin.

“Do…what?” Changmin looks at him, eyes squinting and moist with tears, the confusion obvious on his face, silently asking why he stopped kissing him.

Jaejoong doesn’t answer.

Instead, he bends down, kisses his knee, and the other hand reaches up to slip off his underwear.

“No…th-that’s…that’s….” Changmin blushes, two hands pulling with all his might at the only piece of clothing left.

Stripping off his shirt, Jaejoong looks up with an innocent smile…or at least it looks innocent… “Well, how else do you think we are going to have sex? And use that whole box of cherry condoms?” He says, climbing up to the counter and sits on Changmin’s laps, a leg on each side.

“Wh-who—whole box?!” There’s like at least 10 condoms in that freakin box!

Changmin swallows, nervous and a bit afraid of what Jaejoong will do next.

Jaejoong’s reaction is another wet kiss, his other hand reaching into the shopping bag to get a bottle of whip cream.

He lays Changmin down on the counter, Changmin shoots him a confused look. “Why are you holding a bottle of whip cream?”

Jaejoong stays silent, his evil smile tells everything. He shakes the whip cream slowly, his eyes darting all over Changmin’s naked body, Jaejoong’s a sex master, and it’s called visual foreplay peeps.

“Wh-what are you going to do with that whip cream?”

The shaking stops and he slowly sprays two cute twirls of flowers on Changmin’s nipples.

The cold whip cream makes him shiver. “Wh-what the…”

Jaejoong bends down, and licks away the whip cream. Slurping, and licking furiously on Changmin’s pink sensitive spots.

“Mmmm…do-don’t do that…it feels weird…”

Changmin hears the sound of spraying whip cream, and the next thing he knows, Jaejoong is sucking his private.

He squints his eyes with delight, raising his neck a bit to look at Jaejoong, the silky black hair moving, and his eyebrows twists together.

“Jae…yo-you don’t have to do this if-if you don’ want…Mmmm!”

The cum explodes all over them and Changmin closes his eyes with embarrassment and relief.

Changmin is panting, and they don’t talk for a few seconds, following by the movement of jangling keys outside the apartment door.

They both jump up in surprise, Changmin hurrying to find his clothes and Jaejoong EXTREMELY PISSED.

He shoots one of his deadly stares towards the door, and possibly through the metal to shoot down the person behind it too. Too bad he doesn’t have x-ray vision.

But he knows who it is, there’s only one other person who has a key to this flat, so it’s okay, he can track him down later.

Making a swift head turn, he resumes to foreplay.

“Jaejoong, get off me. Someone is trying to get in…I need my clothes…ah…no…do---“Changmin’s protest getting swallowed by Jaejoong’s wet kiss.

Changmin squirms in his embrace, trying to get out and get some clothes on, but the kiss makes him so week…mushy as a marshmallow. Oh god, a really horny one too.

“No…Jae…som-someone will see us…”

It sounds like the person outside the door is still trying to find the right key for the door. That buys Jaejoong some more time to play with his body.

Jaejoong ignores his protests, and carries on, one of his hand stroking Changmin’s cock, and the other one pinching his butt cheek.

Click.

The person has the right key, and he turned it.

The metal door slowly opens, in comes Jung Yunho, along with his suitcase.

It’s quite peculiar, this situation.

Also very awkward.

Very.

Well, at least for me (the narrator).

Changmin’s mouth is wide open, shock washes through his brain, and washed away his erection too. In comparison to him, Jaejoong is totally calm. He picks up Changmin’s clothes and throws it at him the second Yunho walked in, as if he’s afraid Yunho will see any of it.

Yunho…let’s just say Yunho is kind of…angry.

“WHAT THE FUCK, Kim Jaejoong, explain.” Yunho throws his suitcase onto the floor, along with his D&G glasses.

Or beyond angry.

Jaejoong jumps down from the kitchen counter, completely naked. He strides big, leisure steps, towards the sofa. He’s sits down and sips on a cup of water, relaxed, as if his roommate didn’t just come home and found his potential-boyfriend in the middle of having sex with him.

“Explain what?”

Yunho squints his eyes, practically wanting to kill his best friend. “Explain why Changmin is here. Naked. Covered with whip cream.” He seems to be smoking hot air from his head, looking REALLY pissed.

Yet Jaejoong ignores all of that. He turns his head, and gives Yunho a killer sexy smile, “He’s my client.”

“CLIENT?! He can afford YOU? Don’t fucking bullshit me.”

“Why not? I’m not very expensive. Right Minnie?” Jaejoong turns to Changmin, who still sits on top of the kitchen counter, with whip cream on his face, silent as a mouse and clinging onto his t-shirt as if he’s life depends on it.

“Fuck, Yunho. You frightened him. Look at him, trembling.” He gets up and walks over, gently touching Min’s face and kissing his neck.

“So cute.” Jaejoong whispers.

Changmin looks at him blankly, and suddenly develops focus again. As if he just woke up. “I-I…I have to…um…go…yeah…I…yeah…” He turns and gets his clothes on as fast as he can.

He doesn’t even say goodbye, just dress up as fast as he can, and stumbles out of the apartment. He ignores Yunho’s attempt to say something and more of Jaejoong’s kisses.

He slams the apartment door and runs to press the elevator. It’s taking a long time. So he takes the stairs.

Two steps at a time.

Big steps. To get out of that place. That scene. He’s willing to go as fast as he can. No matter the risk. Just let him get away. Please.

What was that? Why was Yunho hyung at Jaejoong’s apartment? And he…looked so angry. Why? Why would he be angry? Was it because I was there…naked…and ready to have sex with Jaejoong? Are they…lovers? Lovers. They probably are. They are both so…perfect.

Before he realizes, tears are blinding his vision. Big drops of tears, some falling down his cheeks, and some in his eyes.

He misses a step, and he falls. Rolling down, landing on his hands and knees.

Am I…the third person in this situation?

He curls up, his face hiding behind his long legs.

He cries like a baby.

How long has it been since he’s done that?

The last time he cried was for…Yunho hyung.

Graduation day. The day he was about to confess his feelings. But he was too shy, and missed the chance.

Why is he crying now?

Because of Yunho hyung again?

I don’t think so.

“What am I doing what am I doing what am I doing WHAT AM I DOING?!” Changmin says in panic as he splashes cold water onto his face.

After the kiss he embarrassingly muttered many times, “YES!! YES!! I get a high quality escort for the cheap price of $1000!! YES!” It felt like he won a lottery just before.

But now, in the bathroom, he looks at the mirror, and he’s face can’t be redder.

What about his dogs? What about his rent? WHAT ABOUT HIS FOOD?!

He thought every one of those things came first before sex…

But…between him and that pretty man…is it really just sex? Nothing else?

When did Hero rank so high in his heart?

Or is it his skills in bed?

Well…Changmin had some fun every time they had sex…but Hero would never stop when he tells him to…so after like…3 times…it gets a bit painful…but still, the sex is…is g-great…

So what is it?

What made Hero so much more likable than FOOD?!

The nice lavender scent on his body? The way he smiles? The way he hugs him after they do it? The way he hugs him from behind every time they see each other? The way he looks…the way he walks…the way he talks…the way…he is?

OH SHIT.

Changmin might be dense, but all of his thoughts are obviously symptoms of-----

Falling in love. I am falling in love.

FUCK. FUCK. FUCK. I never get anything back every time I fall in love. With Yunho hyung it was a five year crush full of nothing but friendship. I give I give and I give again. But he never gave back…it’s going to be the same…with Hero…

“How long are you going to be talking to yourself?” A voice enters Changmin’s crowded mind.

“Heh?” Changmin turns around quickly, seeing the waiter from before, leaning on the bathroom door with his arms folded.

“You are…the waiter right?” Changmin asks softly.

“Dumb ass, why else do you think I am wearing this uniform?” He snickers.

Changmin looks down at his shoes and keeps silent.

“You know Jaejoong is just playing with you right?” He finally says.

“Who’s Jaejoong?” Changmin asks in confusion.

The waiter chuckles, “Ha, he didn’t even give you his real name.”

“Are you…talking about Hero?”

“Yeah whatever. Well, he’s real name is Kim Jaejoong.”

He just never got the time to tell me his real name. Plus, we don’t have any sort of…relationship close enough for him to be telling me his real name…yet.

“O-oh…okay.”

“Watch, he’s gonna dump you after like…a week. Maybe a week’s too much. After all he dumped me after 3 days. And I am way better than you. Oh, what a pity.” The waiter talks loudly, shaking his head in sarcastic sympathy.

Hero…I mean, Jaejoong dumped this guy after 3 days? Well…he is a waiter…maybe because he didn’t have the money to keep seeing Jaejoong? That’s so sad…I am so lucky I got a special deal…

“We had a deal. For a month.”

“A deal? Pst. Jaejoong doesn’t make commitments.”

“Look, I am sorry you couldn’t afford Jaejoong. But there’s nothing I can do about it. You know, there are other boys at Lavender. For a much cheaper price probably. Don’t be sad, you’ll find another one you like! Aja aja fighting!” Changmin stops the conversation with a ‘fighting’ pose, and walks out the door leaving the waiter with a sour face and confusion. “What the fuck is he talking about?”

The bathroom door swings and Changmin is once again, feeling embarrassed that he just gave a guy advice on how to get male escorts.

He strides big steps, back to the table.

“You’re back? Desserts are up.” Jaejoong looks up from his iPhone.

That expression make Changmin froze in the spot…it’s a known fact but Changmin still has to repeat it…Jaejoong is so pretty…

He shakes out of it and sits down. Turning his attention to the decorative tiramisu on the table.

The first bite he takes almost makes him melt on the spot.

“My god…this is like the best tiramisu I’ve ever had…” Changmin feasts on the plate of dessert in front of him, while Jaejoong sits and watch with a smile.

“Aren’t you gonna eat?” Changmin looks up.

“I…am not that into sweets.”

“Why not?” Changmin asks, in between bites of chocolate tiramisu.

“Because…I don’t like the smell of it.” He responds

“The smell?” He asks, sniffing his tiramisu, “It just smells creamy to me.”

For the first time since they started seeing each other, our very own evil top Kim Jaejoong, blushes.

The pretty face paints on a shade of light pink, he continues.

“I have…a…a very small phobia for sweets.”

“Phobia? You…you are afraid of CAKE?! But…they are so cute and fluffy and tasty…” Changmin replies, still in shock.

Jaejoong looks at Changmin for a few seconds, battling to himself, trying hard to decide whether or not he should tell him.

He never reveals his secrets to the bedmates he had. But…this man, this cute, dorky, dense, slow-reacting man…is different to him than a bedmate. He doesn’t know where all of this is going, but he definitely knows that Changmin is very special to him.

Jaejoong takes in a small breathe, and starts talking.

“Ever since I was little…everyone thinks I am very pretty and girly. So the adults stuff me candy, my mom buys home a different cake everyday…they think just because I look a certain way I have to relate and live a certain way. They think I am the stereo typed pretty boy. But I’m not. And I became so tired of sweets…I used to throw up every time I am around cake…I went to therapy for a few years. So for now, I am okay around sweets. But I still dislike it.”He finishes, looking at Changmin, straight in the eyes, expecting some sort of reaction.

Is he going to run away in disgust? Or pretend he didn’t just hear that? Or…suck up to me and act like mother Theresa? If he does any of that…I’ll leave and dump him.

But Changmin doesn’t do any of the stuff Jaejoong predicts. Instead, he puts down his fork, making a metal scraping sound on his plate. He pushes back his chair and stands up abruptly, all 180cm of him, standing up straight. He yells with one hand pointing at Jaejoong, “I am going to CURE YOU!”

Jaejoong laughs out loud, sitting back and covering his mouth while he laughs, not caring what people around them thinks at all.

Changmin’s face flushes with redness, he looks around, everyone in the restaurant is staring at them.

He sits down quickly, his head low, trying hard to disappear.

“You are so cute.” Jaejoong says, still laughing.

“N-no…you are not suppose to call a man cute.” Changmin whispers, while shyly stuffing more tiramisu into his mouth.

Jaejoong leans forward, hands under his chin, “But you are cute.”

Changmin makes a pouting face, “Dude. Not cool. I am a real man. It’s weird to be described as cute.”

“Did…did you just call me dude?” Jaejoong sits up.

“Y-yeah…”

Jaejoong gets up, his chair making a loud noise, and pulls Changmin along.

“Wai-wait…what about the bill?” Changmin asks, one hand still holding a fork, his legs hurrying to catch up with the one pulling him.

“The restaurant is mine…no…shit…I mean, the restaurant is my friend’s. And I get free food.” Jaejoong corrects himself, almost giving it all away.

Changmin looks back at the table and the unfinished Tiramisu, not suspecting a thing.

“Where are we going?”

“The nearest supermarket and then my house.” Jaejoong replies, leading Changmin to the parking lot.

“Is that a BMW Z4?!” Changmin yells out, spotting the expensive sports car.

“Fuck. We’ll take the cab.” Jaejoong mutters a silent curse, hides his car keys and pulls Changmin back out to the road.

“Those cars are so expensive. I’ve always wanted one.” Changmin says, looking back at the parking lot.

“They are not really that expensive…”

“Did you say something?” Changmin turns around.

“No. Nothing.”

They arrive at the nearest supermarket in 10 minutes. Jaejoong throws the driver a bill and drags Changmin out quickly.

Jaejoong looks like he’s ready for war. He marches in with a fast pace while pulling Changmin along. All the way to the food section.

He grabs two bottles of whip cream, a bottle of chocolate syrup, a box of strawberry, and a box of chocolate sticks.

Changmin staggers a bit, holding all the stuff and still trying to keep up with Jaejoong.

They get to the pharmacy section and Jaejoong stops, with a weird expression on his face.

He picks up two boxes of condoms and turns around, “Banana or cherry?”

“Th-th-those…those are…are fruit…fr-uite...fru----“Changmin stutters big time, his whole face red.

“Fruit flavored condoms.” Jaejoong helps Changmin finish the sentence.

“So? Which one is it?” Jaejoong asks again, with impatience.

“…” Changmin stands there, frozen with shock and embarrassment.

“Fuck.” Jaejoong curses, and pulls one of Changmin’s hands over to the spot on his crotch. “Babe, you feel it? If we don’t get outta here soon, little Jaejoong might get sick.” Finishing the sentence with a thrust of his hips, and a pouting face.

“Um…um…I…I…this…um….I…you….we….”

Jaejoong smiles, “Okay, cherry it is.”

“Wa-wait…I didn’t…I….”

It took them 5 minutes to get back to Jaejoong’s condo. The taxi driver raced through many red lights because of the big bill Jaejoong handed him.

Changmin stares at the five room apartment, open mouth.

“Th-this is where you live?” Changmin asks.

“Yeah.” Jaejoong answers from the kitchen, where he opens the bag of stuff he bought.

The living room has very bright lighting, making the whole image very lively. The design of the whole apartment is very fashionable. The furniture all very new and placed at all the right spots.

“But…but I thought you were…” an escort. How did you make so much money? You must work very hard to earn it….

Changmin’s eyes fill up with tears. He feels so sad. For Jaejoong. He…he wants Jaejoong all for himself. Yet, he can’t give Jaejoong the best there is…because he doesn’t have the abilities. He feels…so bad…and irresponsible. He was the one who…started this whole thing with Jaejoong. So he should give him the best shouldn’t he? But…all he has is love. Undeniable, unchangeable, worthless, love.

Yet he can’t even tell Jaejoong about his love. Because he knows, all of this is just a game for money. He’s not going to get anything back…by the time this ends, he’ll sink to the bottom…

“Min? Are you crying?”

“Ho-how did you know my name?” Instead of answering his question, Changmin asks him one.

Wiping off his tears Jaejoong replies, “I have my sources. And you didn’t answer my question yet.”

“It’s…it’s nothing. Wh-why did you buy all those stuff?” Changmin asks, changing the subject.

Jaejoong looks at him for a moment, not saying anything.

Sometimes silence is the best language between lovers.

But lust calls and Kim Jaejoong still has to answer it. Or else little Jaejoong really will get sick…I mean, look at the tightness of those jeans…

Jaejoong breaks into a smile, the other hand shaking a bottle of whip cream. “Because you said you will cure me.”

“But…but how’s that gonna----“

“Plus, don’t you want to check the quality of a product before you buy it? I’ll let you know how good I am. This knowledge might lead to you not being able to get out of bed tomorrow. I’m that good.”

And then he kisses him.

Changmin stumbles back, taking the sudden kiss.

Jaejoong reaches back and rubs his hair, his back and his ass.

Their tongues intertwines, saliva sliding down both their chins. Especially Changmin, who keeps backing up from Jaejoong’s aggressive kiss, his lips red and wet from all the chewing and slurping.

Jaejoong stops the kiss by taking off Changmin’s jeans. He takes his hand, and leads him to the kitchen.

Changmin breathes heavily, he can feel the erection coming. And the fire within him that wants to be cooled.

Jaejoong pecks a kiss on Changmin’s cheek, and turns around, sweeping everything off the kitchen counter.

In a thunder of noises, Jaejoong carries the surprised Changmin up to the counter.

He sits up there, uneasy and wanting.

His hair messy from all the rubbing before, his lips red and swollen from the kissing, his eyes squinting and moist, those pretty lashes fluttering in confusion…his long slim hands pulling down the oversized t-shirt, to block his privates…his legs squeezed together…without pants on…

“Min…” Jaejoong swallows, suddenly feeling thirsty as hell, “You have no idea how sexy you are now…”







End of Chapter Seven

Do you guys wanna smack me??
For stopping at the wrong place?
I just felt like...the chapter is getting quite long...and this is a nice place(*smack) to stop...FORGIVE me~
I mean, don't you guys wanna save the...'good'/'juicy' stuff for last?
Hehehehehehe~

It is now 4:05 a.m in New York City...
I am still wide awake...listening to Jam Hsia(I prefer to spell it Xiao...but yeah, he's my newest obsession.He has the same birthday as me!!*excited*)
Tomorrow...actually today...well...later on...at about 11 a.m, I'll head out.
To my high school.
Today is my orientation day~
Yes. I am just a tiny tiny tiny incoming freshmen at a pretty...unknown high school.
I am actually a little bit nervous...
I really want to make a good impression...
So I hope my big black eye patches won't scare them.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.(*not really laughing)

PS----Do you guys think this is a good Merchandise poster?(notice Jae and Ho's hands are both on a special someone's extremely cute ass.....)

The sky is so pretty…so cloudy today…would it rain? Hmmmm…I forgot to bring an umbrella. Wait, did Yunho hyung bring an umbrella? Maybe I should buy one for him…

Both of Changmin’s hands tucked under his head, his long legs completely laid out relaxing, and his eyes squinting while looking at the blue cloudy sky…like always, being the fourth dimensional boy that he is.

“YAH! SHIM CHANGMIN!” Yunho runs over, a smiling face appearing on top of Changmin all of a sudden.

Changmin’s eyes widen, startled.

“Hy-hyung…you scared me…” Changmin stumbles up, searching for his glasses on the baby green grass.

Yunho sits beside him, picking up his glasses.

“Here.” He turns Changmin’s face around, and helps him put on his glasses.

He blushes like a little girl, staring up at Yunho.

Hyung is so…pretty…

“I was calling you up there, but you didn’t notice at all. So I came down.”

“Oh sorry…I was thinking…about…something.” You. I was thinking about you…

“Aishi, kid, you are always busy thinking about something. Life’s no big deal. Just relax.” Yunho says smiling, rubbing Changmin’s hair.

Changmin blushes at his touch, and quickly changes the subject, “Hyung, don’t you have class now?”

“Professor Kim canceled last minute on us. Something about a dentist appointment? Yeah, so I am free this entire afternoon.”

“Oh…okay.”

“I am FREE ALL-LLLLL this afternoon.” Yunho emphasizes, his eyebrows going up in exaggeration.

Changmin laughs, “Are you trying to hint something?”

“I am hinting that I can stay with you all afternoon.”

Changmin smiles, feeling content.

The April winds blows and the leaves ruffle, making a beautiful harmony, the sun shining brightly at the two. A yellow, orange, red and sky blue glow around the whole image…flowers, blue sky, the bright sun, and the colorless flowery breeze…Spring, is here.

I want to stay like this, laughing with hyung, forever…

His eyes opens, and he sits up slowly, rubbing his temple.

“Why…did I dream of that?” Changmin whispers to himself.

It was back when they were in med school together. Yunho was two years older, but they always had lunch together. Or hang out when they both didn’t have class. It was…a few of the happiest years in Changmin’s life.

But time cannot turn back. Both of them have grew, and moved on, no, still moving on…to new things, to better things.

Finding out about Yunho’s sexuality doesn’t excite Changmin. So what if he’s gay? That doesn’t change anything. The few seconds of love he felt a few days ago was just leftovers from the five year crush he had on Yunho.

Just leftovers.

Their chance was gone a long time ago.

Their one and only chance.

He needs to get himself together. When Yunho comes back from France, he’s going to give Max back and steer clear of Yunho’s way.

He reaches out to the nightstand and brings the alarm clock to his face. It’s only 5 in the morning.

Putting the alarm clock back, he slumps down onto his bed. Staring up at the ceiling.

Yesterday the twins forced him to eat 4 bowls of fried rice, and right after that they just transported him back to his apartment. They didn’t ask him anything, but instead threw him onto the bed and pulled the covers over him. And then they left, each planting a wet kiss on his cheeks.

The twins…even though they are sometimes extremely evil, Changmin knows that deep down, they care about him very much. They might not be respectful to him and call him hyung or whatever…but they truly care about him. Changmin thinks that is why the twins do weird stuff to him, because they care. He never once thinks if their love for him was at all unhealthy.

He’s that simple.

He thinks if you give something, you get something back.

He gave brotherly love to the twins for nine years, and now, he’s getting all the attention and love back. But the truth of this love isn’t as simple as Changmin thinks it is.

“Maybe I should go back to sleep. I’ve really got to work hard later…I am pinching pennies this month.” He’s going to pay Hero tonight, the rent is due in two weeks, the dog food is almost done, and his fridge is getting emptier…

Gosh he sounds like a middle aged ajushi, but he’s life does have a lot of problems…he never denied that.

So instead of worrying about love and men, he should really go to sleep. A better use of his time.

Changmin sets his alarm clock, pulls back the cover, gives himself a content smile and went into a deep dreamless sleep.

Changmin is again, standing with a blushing face, in Lavender.

Of course he didn’t forget about him and Hero’s date…is it a date? Or just a…say…business meeting? Hmm…to say business meeting seems a bit formal…but it does inquire money…

While he’s trying hard to name tonight’s event, Jaejoong appears and hugs him from behind.

The intimidating cologne from the guys around the bar is suddenly replaced by a refreshing smell of lavender.

“You missed me babe?” Jaejoong asks, with his chin resting on Changmin’s shoulder.

“Um…uh…a little bit.” Changmin answers honestly, stuttering and trying to get use to the sweet talk. But he really doesn’t think he should be called a ‘babe’…

Jaejoong quickly plants a smooch on Changmin’s cheek, and turns around, pulling him along. “Let’s go eat.”

They arrive at an Italian restaurant a few blocks down from Lavender.

[Ristorante Paradiso] is the name of the restaurant. Changmin is surprised by the quality of this restaurant. The lighting is dim, the tables are simple, and the design of the whole place is pretty and cozy.

When they settle down, Jaejoong asks him, “Do you know what the name of this restaurant means?”

Changmin shakes his head.

“Paradiso translates to heaven. Customers should feel relaxed and happy when they dine here.” Jaejoong replies, showing a smile.

He sits there, staring at Jaejoong, a bit dazed by that pretty smile. He’s so pretty…

Four years ago he did the same and said the same line when he first saw Yunho…

NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

An alarm starts ringing inside Changmin’s head.

This is NOT GOOD. SHIM CHANGMIN! Listen to yourself! You CAN NOT FALL IN LOVE WITH HIM! This is a money-based relationship!! It isn’t love!!! It won’t turn into anything even if you are stupid enough to dive head over heels into it!!

“Is anything wrong?” Jaejoong asks, seeing him with his face expressions all twisted.

“Huh? No…no…everything’s fine.” He replies nervously.

“Then we should order.” With a small wave of his hand, a handsome waiter walks over, bringing a cup of coffee and a cup of water.

The waiter places the coffee in front of Jaejoong, and the water in front of Changmin. “Two sugar no cream, I know what you like.” He says to Jaejoong with a wink.

Jaejoong smiles and slaps the waiter’s ass, “Quit fooling around. Get me the usual and…Changmin what would you like?”

“Um…” Did he just slap that man’s ass?

“Their pastas taste pretty good. Personally though, I recommend fettuccine alfredo.” Jaejoong says the dish name in perfect Italian.

“You speak Italian?”

“You don’t know? Jaejoong hyung studied in Italy for three years.” The waiter snickers, talking with a defensive tone.

“I…I am not that close with him…I…” Changmin stutters.

“Enough. He’ll get the fettuccine alfredo. You know what I want. Now go.” Jaejoong says in a cold voice.

The waiter pouts and shoots Changmin a deadly glance, then walks to the kitchen.

“Sorry, he’s a bit rude.” Jaejoong apologizes.

“No, it’s not his fault. I just don’t know you well.” With every word he’s head drops another inch… practically looking at the floor, he replies.

“Changmin, look at me.”

“…”

“Don’t make me say it again.”

“…”

“I’ll kiss you. I’ll kiss you so hard you’ll start crying. If you don’t want that, look at me.” Jaejoong threatens in a soft voice.

Changmin finally looks up.

“Are you jealous? Is that why?” Jaejoong laughs.

“Even a random waiter knows you better than I do…and I am your---” Changmin stops mid-sentence.

“My?” Jaejoong’s eyebrow shoots up in interest.

“…You-your customer.” Changmin slumps into the comfortable armchair looking defeated. A customer doesn’t really differ from a random waiter.

“You look unhappy. Why, do you want to be more than a customer?”

This is it. If I say yes, Hero will look at me in disgust and leave. He’ll never have a relationship with me. Money is the only thing that attracts him to me…

Before he shakes his head Jaejoong adds on, “Because if you do, I can offer you a deal.”

“A deal?” Changmin looks up.

“If you buy me for the entire month, the other night’s fee will be waived.”

“How is that different from being a customer…” Changmin slumps back into the armchair.

“Because for an entire month, I’ll only be yours. And that means, we’ll be lovers.” Jaejoong gives him a smile.

Lovers? Should I? Use money to buy love? But there’s no other way for Jaejoong to love him. There’s only money. Which I don’t have a lot of…and didn’t I promise myself I’ll stay away from this hole? I can’t fall in…I can’t afford to fall in…not with a price so high. Because I know I’ll be crazy about him…I won’t ever come back out…

“I am a little short on cash lately…so I don’t really…” Changmin replies, trying to nicely reject the offer.

“No worries. Because you are such a loyal customer, I am lowering my prices.” Jaejoong blurts out. He’s trying to reject me? In a million years. I always get what I want. And now, I want you, Shim Changmin.

‘Yah Shim Changmin! You heard? He’s lowering his prices. You should get on top of him! Now!’ The devil inside him screams and pushes his buttons for desire.

‘No! Changmin, you must get a hold of yourself! You are pinching pennies, remember?’ Screams the angel in a tiny tiny voice…Changmin can’t really hear it…or he just ignored it.

“Ho-how low are the prices?”

“I’ll take whatever you have.”

“I only have about a thousand in my savings…”

“Deal.”

“Really?!” Changmin sits up, about to jump in excitement.

Jaejoong’s reply is a fiercely romantic kiss.

-----End Of Chapter Six-----

“How embarrassing…I fainted again.” Changmin mumbles to himself, pouting and looking up at the ceiling.

He woke up hugging/humping the pillow and feeling really cold because his source of heat was gone. That source of body heat named Kim Jaejoong left at 9 in the morning, leaving him a note, saying [We’ll discuss my salary over dinner tomorrow night. Meet you at Lavender around 8. Don’t forget to eat breakfast, and I already paid for the room. Have a nice day.]

Have a nice day? It makes him feel like last night was some kind of customer service…well, it was…but he thought there was more than that.

He pulls the covers over his blushing face, thinking about all that they did last night. Even opening his hands to the slightest crack makes him see something that reminds him of their [war] last night.

It does look like World War III happened in this hotel room or something. The curtains all pulled down, the coffee table flipped over, the bed sheets and pillows all over the carpeted hotel room floor, and the embarrassing white stains on the black armchair.

“Oh shit…” Changmin gasps, looking at the black armchair, his mind racing at the speed of light.

After a few tries of getting out of bed, he finally manages to straighten himself up and walk without falling. He walks over to the armchair and stares at the stains.

First he feels embarrassed, then he feels happy and content, and lastly he panics.

What if they can’t get the stain out? Do I have to buy them a new armchair? This looks expensive…I still have to pay Hero…and I’ve got my mates at home to feed, the dog food must be running out now that Max is here…wait, MAX!

Stress and panic always gets him working, he almost forgets the soreness in his body and the pain on his behind. He runs around the room picking up after all his clothes and puts them on hastily, and then he carefully folds Jaejoong’s note in half and pockets it, treating it like some kind of treasure.

He runs out of the hotel room, only to see fuzzy images, and he runs back to grab his glasses.

Instead of waiting for the elevator he runs down the stairs, and brings his watch to his face...

It’s 3:47pm.

“FUCK!”

He runs like the wind to his clinic, ignoring the pain bought on by the movements and arrives in 20 minutes.

I am so stupid, I shouldn’t have left Max in the clinic. What if he doesn’t get along with the other animals? Oh…I feel so bad.

He pulls open the door, ready to rush over to Max but instead sees two angry figures on the sofa.

Yoochun with one of his long leg over the other, his face cupped in his hand, looking straight at Changmin with a sweet smile. And Junsu, who’s staring icily at the wall, arms folded in his chest.

Silence…

And sweat slides down Changmin’s temples.

“Um…hi guys…why are you guys here so early?” They usually come after class is over, which is about seven in the afternoon…

“We were here since yesterday at seven in the afternoon. So no, we’re not here early.” Yoochun replies with a sweeter smile that almost made Changmin pee his pants. Whenever Yoochun is angry, he gives everyone a sugary sweet smile. Oh he knows, he knew for the last 9 years.

“Oh…th-that’s…um…we-were you guys waiting for me?”

“What do you think?” Yoochun’s smile grows bigger, and he suddenly stands up.

Changmin’s head screams RUN!!!!! But he stays fixed on that same spot, his long legs trembling a bit.

“Where were you the whole night?” Junsu finally asks, turning around, eyes on his neck.

Following Junsu’s gaze Changmin sees all the red hickies planted last night onto his neck and collarbone. Shit! Hero made a whole strawberry field here…

But even if Junsu didn’t see his strawberry field, what must he look like to them? Super messy morning hair, his eyes bloodshot, his lips swollen from all the kissing last night, his t-shirt on backwards and oh yeah, the STRAWBERRY FIELD!!!

No single man can plant real hickies onto his own neck, so it’s pretty obvious what the twins are thinking.

THINK! QUICK! THINK! SHIM CHANGMIN!!!!!! Aishi! This is all I could think of…

“I went for a walk…” Changmin doesn’t know how to lie. He looks down at the floor and he sweats a whole bucket. Plus the lie he made up isn’t at all believable.

“A 21 hours walk?” One of Junsu’s eyebrows shot up, veins popping out at his temples.

More like 5 hours of sex and 16 hours of sleep…?

“Did you walk all the way to Japan perhaps?” Yoochun cracks a joke, but the sweet smile on his lips doesn’t affect the glare he has in his eyes.

“Ah! Isn’t today’s weather nice?” Changmin awkwardly smiles, trying to ‘subtly’ change the subject. But yeah, not working too well.

Junsu looks out the window. The sun out and on full, making the whole neighborhood glow with a hot bright yellow light, the birds are all chirping, and the flowers are all opening. Spring is here.

“Really? I have a feeling a thunderstorm is coming.” Junsu says coldly, not at all affected by the good weather.

“Yeah, that’s the spirit.” Yoochun cracks another joke, this time, walking closer to Changmin.

Changmin thinks this is an extremely awkward atmosphere. He knows the twins care about him but sometimes he feels like they want to smother him to death. Can’t he have some privacy and freedom?

He takes a deep breath and gathers up all the non-existent courage he think he has…

“I…I had sex last night.” He finally gives in.

“We already know that.” Yoochun says without blinking or moving a finger.

“The question is, who?” Junsu finishes Yoochun’s sentence.

Changmin is again, in awe. HE HAD SEX!! He, Shim Changmin, a coward, a loveless being for the past 26 years had SEX with someone! How could they react so calmly? Changmin feels cheated, he expected a bigger reaction than ‘Yeah we already know that’.

“Actually, the questions are, who, where, when, why, and how?” Yoochun speaks right after Junsu.

The twins can practically read each other’s minds, so it isn’t surprising that they finish each other’s sentences and speaks for each other. But all those interrogations are making him kind of dizzy…

He tries to sit but he stumbles down onto the sofa. The twins’ eyebrows wrinkle together.

“When was the last time you ate something?” Yoochun asks without the smile for once.

Changmin rubs his temples, trying to ease the dizziness, “Um…um…I—I think it was lunch yesterday…”

Junsu’s lips tightens, his frown getting bigger, “You skipped three meals.”

“Ya Shim Chang Min! Haven’t we told you strictly that you NEED TO EAT THREE MEALS A DAY?!” Yoochun shouts angrily, hands on his hips.

Junsu didn’t say anything more, but walks into the kitchen.

“I---I was busy…” He says weakly.

“You’re still fucking under the healthy weight of your height damn it!” Yoochun sits down with him, squeezing his cheeks.

“I---I know…I’ve been drinking a lot of sugary orange juice everyday…” and having wet dreams? Changmin replies, offering Yoochun a smile, trying to calm him down.

“You better keep doing that. I swear if you develop hypoglycemia I’ll fucking kill you.” And with that threat, Yoochun brings Changmin’s face up to his and kisses him.

Just a simple kiss on his forehead.

Changmin smiles, his head resting on Yoochun’s chest, “Yoochun is a very good younger brother to have…”

Too bad I don’t want to be your younger brother…

Junsu leans on the fridge, watching the fried rice sizzle on the pan and thinking.

Thinking and thinking…about Changmin… his adorable faces, his warm smiles, his face glowing every time he sees animals. This is why they love him, he is so simple. When Junsu was younger, he once asked Changmin why he’s so nice to them. And Changmin replied with a smile, “Just because.”

No one’s ever been nice to them ‘just because’. Especially in that huge family of theirs. Aunts and uncles trying to pleasure their grandpa by being nice to them, classmates trying to get an intern job by sucking up to them…all these pretentious people using them to get to power and money. They are so sick of that. So sick of that world made up of lies and fake smiles. But Changmin, like a flick of glowing sunlight, came into their world and offered them true smiles and friendly gestures. Just because.

They feel like…it was when they met Changmin that their life really began.

Yet now, he is having sex.

Junsu thinks with fury, just to realize the rice is becoming burnt.

He jumps a little, feeling annoyed that once again he lets Changmin mess up his emotions, and now even his perfect cooking skills.

It’s always like that. Their existence, just for Changmin.

Why?

Just because.


---End of Chapter five---

LALALALALALALALALA~~~
Sorry.This is still very slow progress...
But(*here comes my lame excuse) its SUMMER!
I am home, relaxing, eating, sleeping...doing really...nothing.

My life is a complete bore after I quite my part-time job.
Okay. Fine. I shouldn't burden everyone with ma problems~
Does this chapter bore you guys?
But I thought it would be purely about the twins and their love for Changmin...
I think its very romantic...
I will update faster~!!!GANBARE!!!
PS-----
I was really really about to say this:
To all you wonderful/sweet/awesome silent readers, thank you for reading and FUCK YOU ALL FOR NOT COMMENTING!!

...
But then my friend was like: You are gonna frighten them.
yeah.I figured they would curse me out or something.
But the thing is...a lot of people might not understand...but...you put all this work and time into your stories...and all you want is just some comments.
Productive ones that might improve your writing, or just sweet ones to cheer you on.
Of course,there are so many people who comments and are super nice to me...cheering me on even if my writing still needs a shitload of work.
But I just wanna tell the ones who don't, that I would really really love some.
I am really not an ass. I just curse a lot...
Okay. I am sorry. This is the way I talk...
Also, another question....
Do any of you guys like the pairing YunJae?
I figured that's like the most popular pairing...
And was asking myself if I should write some stories with them??
Would anyone be interested??
But I would be miserable...because my favorite is still those two guys...

Title---Merchandise
Author---iheart_mocha(vic)
Rating---NC17(smut.cursing.)
Pairing---JaeMin
Type of Story---Mostly humorous,light and sometimes sexy. It's a funny love story.^^
Summing it up--->
Shim ChangMin, an ordinary man going pass his mid 20s'. Knows that tonight's the night. Tonight is his 26th birthday. So he WILL get laid. He WILL have his first kiss. And he WILL NOT come home, still, being a pathetic virgin. Not tonight. And so, he timidly steps into Korea's hottest gay bar----Lavender. And approaches the pretty man sipping on his Martini...


-----Chapter Four-----Second encounter.

“Do-do you like dogs?” Changmin asks, back against the wall.

Like last time, Jaejoong goes straight to foreplay without saying a word. Biting on his neck, he grunts, “Sure.”

Twisting his body, Changmin tries to get out of his hard grip, but fails. He starts to think maybe this is a bad idea. Paying for a night of pleasure and a hell of a morning again.

Jaejoong suddenly stops, and looks straight into his eyes, “Want to take a bath?”

“O-okay.” Anything to slow his pace down, Changmin kind of just wants to make small talk with this man. To understand him more, to stare into those pretty eyes and fall deeper. Shedding his lashes and looking at his feet, he knows all Hero wants from him is money.

Jaejoong closes in, nuzzling his nose like a cat, “What’s wrong?”

Changmin, embarrass by his intimate move, blushes, and says softly, “I just…want to know you better.”

One eyebrow raise, he asks with an interested smile, “Better?”

“Yeah. Like, what kind of books do you like? What kind of music do you like? Ho-how’s your job like…stuff like that.” His voice trails off, and his head gives in to the gravitational pull of our very own planet earth as every word bounces off his tongues.

Using a long finger to pick up Changmin’s chin, Jaejoong says with a smile, “Didn’t we come here to have sex? Why do you want to know so much about me?”

“I-I am sorry. I didn’t mean to be annoying.” Changmin says with a bow and rushes into the bathroom.

Jaejoong stays in the position that he was in. Think and staring at the space in front of him that Changmin sat in just a second before.

He’s starting to like me.

Jaejoong thinks. A smile creeps up to his face. A true smile, and a very content one.

Without thinking Changmin strips himself into nothing and sits in the giant bathtub half filled with water.

Breathing in and out he tries to calm himself. That was the closest to confronting his feelings ever to anyone he likes. Does Hero hate him now? Does he think he’s annoying?

About a second or two later, Jaejoong comes in. With nothing but a smile on.

That startles Changmin. He thought that by [Want to take a bath?] Hero means if HE SHIM CHANGMIN wants to take a bath by HIMSELF. But now, seeing the naked man sitting in front him, the definition of that sentence automatically changes itself.

The bathtub is giant, at least enough to fit two 6 feet tall men and have space for them to move around…and do ‘exercises’. These hotels are always very thoughtful.

The clear water is half filled, not even up to Changmin’s curled up knees yet. He sits there uncomfortably, blushing while looking down at his hands cupping over his private. He has no idea whatsoever of what to do.

“Still shy? Haven’t I seen all of…this?” Jaejoong says softly, touching Changmin’s pink cheeks while leaning back onto the white walls.

Shim Changmin! Why are you acting like a little girl? You are paying this man. So HAVE FUN…yeah…fun… Changmin thinks to himself, lost in his own thoughts.

Before he realizes, Jaejoong reaches over and kisses him.

The most intimate step in foreplay. Embraces of the tongues and lips, exchanges of fluids and breathes of love.

Changmin gets pushed back to the walls, rushing a bit to accept this surprised kiss. Both of his elbows bent in front of his chest, trying to resist Jaejoong.

Jaejoong comes in with force, both hands pushed onto the spaces next to Changmin’s head. Shadowing over him as he kisses the man fiercely.

When Changmin ran out of breathe, Jaejoong chuckles and moves down to the next territory. Changmin’s neck. Biting and nibbling, leaving marks of KIM JAEJOONG everywhere. Red and lustful marks along with teeth bites.

Changmin sits there, his head tilts, looking at nothing but the bathroom lights. Gasping for breathes, feeling the tingling feelings along his neck, and the speeding beats of his heart.

This is how it feels like. This was how it felt like. Hero, I like you. No matter what you do. No matter how you are. I just like it.

Jaejoong twirls his tongue around Changmin’s erected nipples, the two free hands going under the water and stroking his penis.

“Mmm!” Changmin leans back and moans with pleasure, his hands tightened to fists on Jaejoong’s silky black hair.

Jaejoong looks up at him, smiles and says, “Are you ready?” Then he takes a deep breath and goes under water.

His eyes widen. He’s never done that with anyone. “He-hero, you don’t have to do this. It feels good enough already…” Changmin slurs these words while almost dying with pleasure.

His eyes fill with tears, it’s enough…

And he comes.

With a sudden jerk Jaejoong comes back up. His whole head wet with water, and his pretty face splattered with sperm.

Changmin sits up, blushing, “I’m sorry…I didn’t mean to…I-I”

His apology stopped by another wet kiss. Jaejoong bites and slurps on his tongue, exchanging mass fluids.

Changmin twists his body under water, his lust growing strong again. Just because of one kiss. His waist feels like jello, he wants to fall into the water and die with this kiss…

But then he feels Jaejoong’s slender finger slowly entering him, and he opens his eyes, trying to push him away. Jaejoong smiles and adds another finger.

After a while of dizziness and not knowing what’s happening, Changmin’s head and vision finally clears up, when he feels the hardness behind him…ready to enter.

“Ah!!” He cries out when Jaejoong squeezes himself inside him.

It’s so fucking painful. It’s so fucking painful…was the only thing going on in his mind, the pain splitting him apart.

Jaejoong doesn’t move, waiting for him to adjust and messaging his chest trying to calm him.

A few minutes later the throbbing pain ceased a bit…and he feels kind of weird…down there…like…itching…

“Ah…” He cries out again when Jaejoong starts moving. At first gently…then violently, like a hurricane, sweeping his senses away.

The water beneath the two sways this way and that, turning colder by the moment.

Changmin tenses up his body when he and Jaejoong came together. He breathes out, grateful that this is finally ending…

But yells all of a sudden when Jaejoong takes his legs and puts them on the side of the tub, then entering him from behind.

“I…I…It’s…it’s…ahh…s-stop…” Changmin tries to say while Jaejoong thrusts in and out behind him.

But would he? Stop? You are kidding.

Jaejoong got tired of this position, (mainly because he can’t see Changmin’s blushing face) and turns the man around, facing him.

“Mmmm…ahh…s-stop…..H—hero…”

The water is turning cold, after a few more thrusts Jaejoong grabs hold of Changmin’s butt cheeks, and stands up, still inside him.

Changmin looks around in alarm, he’s like a bear, clinging onto Jaejoong like he would die if he falls. And what makes him want to die is that Jaejoong’s ‘hardness’ is still inside him. Every step he takes Changmin bounces a bit, and inside him Jaejoong’s hardness thrusts into him harder than before.

Jaejoong lays him on the bed, stopping all his words with a kiss while thrusting in and out.

His whole body is sore from all the ‘exercises’, he’s a grown man and he has lust and all that…but he really wish Hero would just stop…and he wonders how could a man have so much ‘energy’…

They did it from the bed, to the armchair, the coffee table, the rug…even…even the balcony. With him moaning, groaning and begging Jaejoong to slow down and stop the whole time, and of course, Jaejoong’s evil smile.

He’s going to kill me...I’ll die from the lack of sperm…well…I do have a lot of sperm…but it’s not mine…

That was Changmin’s last thought before he passed out.


-----♥End of Chapter Four♥-----

I'M BACK~~WITH AN APOLOGY AND CHAPTER FOUR!!!~

Guys...I am so sorry.
I was gone for like...four months?
I...a lot happened, and my life was kind of going up and down up and down.
(I am sure no one is interested in my life but....)
I am sorry.
This is chapter four.
Like I promised, a chapter of smut.
I hope people like it...I feel like it's badly written.
Because I was stuck...I mean,I love reading smut...but writing it is kinda...hard....
Chapter five is on the way.
I will update very soon.(This time,not a lie.I swear.)
I....hate irresponsible writers...yet I am one....
Forgive me...anyone?
Anyone??
PLEASEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I WON'T EVER DO IT AGAIN!!!!!!!!

Chapter Three----

His strong hands grabs Changmin’s waist, hard and lifts him up.

He gasped, “Wh-what are you----“His hardness still all the way inside him. Changmin let out an adorable chuckle, thinking to himself a sarcastic joke. Believe it or not, it’s actually very uncomfortable to move around with an…an…I couldn’t bring myself to say this, but an ‘erected penis’...Inside you.

“Babe, I am sorry, is sex with me really that boring?” Jaejoong smiles, looking at the man sitting on his belly. His penis hard against his fatless belly, but his facial expressions looking like a hard working student, thinking very profoundly about a question.

Changmin stares into space for a few second before responding, “Wh-what did you say?”

Jaejoong holds onto his waist, and thrusts in hard. Whispering softly while during the rapid motions, “This.”

“Mmmm! N-no, ca-calm do-down…Ahh!” Changmin throws his head back and moans when Jaejoong starts thrusting wildly and touching him everywhere.

Jaejoong flips over, taking charge again.

“I-I ca-can’t…” And Changmin comes to an orgasm.

His curly lashes trembles a bit before he opens them. The sun is up.

Changmin opens the cover and takes a look at his crotch, yup, the 100% cotton pajamas, all wet with cum.

He sighs, this is the fifth time. And it’s been five days since he’s become 26.

Five days ago he had sex with that pretty man. And ever since, he can’t seem to forget him. Him or his wild sex. Or his pretty eyes or his elegant smell or his perfect body or------NO! He’s got to STOP THINKING ABOUT HIM!

He shakes his head. He’s got to stop acting like a little boy in love too. He can’t afford to hire that man again, nor does he want to risk letting the evil twins know that he hired a male escort to break his pathetic virginity.

They already have mild suspicion about all the hickeys planted along his neck and chest. Changmin blushes. He remembers Yoochun pushing him down to the floor and ripping open his shirt. Said he wanted to ‘see’ what’s up with him. And Junsu was just leaning against the wall, arms folded, watched with a cold glare the whole time. Were they mad at him? But he already told them, they are just mosquito bites.

He feels lucky that they believed him. It is hard to think about him not being a virgin. Who’d want to have sex with him? So luckily, the twins gave him a warning and left him alone.

Naive Changmin never thought about why the twins wanted to prevent him from having sex. Or how weird it is to have your step-brothers kiss you, touch you, or get jealous when you hire male escorts…even though this kind of stuff might only happen in Changmin’s peculiar family. But in time, he’ll notice.

These two delicate seeds of love, planted when the twins first lay eyes on their older step-brother. The one with a warming smile inside this cold family without love, but only jealousy and the competition to impress the elders with power. Sometimes it’s hard to believe, how slow Changmin is when it comes to love…

Changmin pours orange juice into his cup. Took a sip, and let out a sigh of satisfaction. He loves his morning juice. Always wakes him up and gives him a fresh start.

All his dogs are asleep besides Mandong, who sat on the floor flicking his short little tail, looking up at him with his tongue hanging out. Changmin pets him with a smile, “The dog food is out in the living room. Just get some for everyone later ok? I will be back. Good boy.” Mandong let out a yelp, looking like he understood human words.

He puts on his hoodie, and left his apartment. This was how he began every day. Wake up (lately always with a wet dream), drink a glass of orange juice, talk with Mandong, and go to work. It’s his routine. Although...he kept feeling like something is missing from his life. Was it because of that night? That made him so full of love and lust. Now that it’s past, he feels empty and unsatisfied?

But how can one one night stand lead to so much memories and thoughts? And why would he miss that man this much? His touch, his smell, his smiles…and the little things he did to him during sex?

Without knowing, Changmin arrives at the clinic. He’s been numb all these days, just thinking and thinking about one man and one night. He mechanically opens the lock to his door, not noticing the man standing next to him one bit.

But the man’s dog let out a bark.

Changmin turns his head, realizes who he’d seen and trips on his own feet then fell onto the floor. Sitting, and staring up at the 6ft man with a smile hanging on his face.

“H-h-hyung…” His tongue felt tied. Changmin wants to punch himself. His stuttering problem gets worse every time he’s nervous.

Yunho smiles, his white teeth extra bright in the sunlight.

Changmin feels like he’s hallucinating.

Is he? But could this be the man that he loved for 5 years? The nice handsome hyung who went to college and med school with him? The man he dreads seeing?

“You are still the same huh?” Yunho says, hand in his track pants, the other hand reaching to pull him up.

Changmin stretches his lips into an embarrassing smile, “Yea, still very clumsy.” He takes the hand.

The body heat transfers between them, just through holding hands. He blushes, looking down at his Nikes.

This isn’t how he imagined their reunion to be. Him falling onto the floor, filled with the shock of seeing him. And Yunho laughing at his clumsiness.

Changmin thought he would be strong. Strong enough, to resist that charming smile. His childish faces, the way he tugs at his arms and say a lot of cute stuff. Changmin thought he would take one look at Yunho, and walk away. But…but that plan didn’t work out too well, since Yunho had the element of surprise in his hands.

Yunho didn’t change much either. Still has that head of handsome black hair, bangs falling carelessly onto his sharp eyes. His full lips still stretching into a warm smile all the time. He just looks older, more mature, and manlier.

He wanted to go to med school because of Yunho. In college, Changmin admired him, and looked at him all the time around the school.

But he never said a word. Changmin thinks love can be silent. Love can just be watching the one you love. He thinks watching is enough. He can’t be greedy, not when he’s crazily in love. Then from asking his college counselors, he found out that Yunho got into med school. To become a surgeon.

Before knowing that becoming a vet was just an impossible dream for him. He knew his family would force him to study medicine, and later on inherit the family hospital. He also knew he would just surrender, give up his dreams and happiness, and become the puppet that his family wanted him to be. But with the courage of love, Changmin ran away, and went to med school to become a vet.

Basically, Yunho was the reason why Changmin is who he is today.

“Min? Yah Shim Changmin! Are you paying attention to me?”

Changmin looks up from his shoes, a bit confuse why Yunho is yelling at him. “Wh-what?”

Yunho shakes his head, “Min, you really haven’t changed. Still like to space out and not pay attention to a word I say.” But he doesn’t seem mad, because an indulgent smile lingers on his lips. Yes, he indulges Changmin, spoils him almost.

“I-I am sorry. What did you say before?”

“That maybe you should get a hearing aid?”

Changmin awkwardly smiles, not knowing if that’s a joke or if Yunho is really angry.

Yunho hands him his golden retriever, “Here’s Max, my dog. I’ve got to fly to France for a week, to help my friend. Watch Max ok? I will be back to pick him up.” Then he quickly leans over and pecks him on the lips.

Changmin is frozen solid, his eyes as wide as an egg. The dog wiggling and yapping in his hands.

Yunho bites on his earlobe. They are so close, he can smell Yunho’s minty breathe.

After biting on it, Yunho gave it a good lick and whispers, “I am gay.” And with that, Yunho left Changmin’s confusion then walks away.

I am gay. I am gay. I am gay. I am gay. I am gay. I am gay. I AM GAY?! DID YUNHO JUST SAY THAT?! Or was I imagining things again? And wait a second, Max? Isn’t that his English name? Why did Yunho name his dog Max? Also, why did he suddenly appear after a year and tells me to watch his dog?

No, it must be an imagination. Yunho can’t be gay. Changmin saw him date tons and tons of girls. Sure, he was heartbroken, many times. But that’s way better than Yunho suddenly coming out and kissing him and telling him he’s gay. So that must be some wild fantasy of his.

Good god, he’s so horny lately. He should release some of this unhealthy energy, before he’d start doing weird stuff to his animals…errrrr, he feels like puking.

The twins have a surgery to observe today, so they can’t come. Good, he thinks to himself.

Changmin decides to go to Lavender after work. He might not be able to re-hire that pretty man. But he can still look at him right? Just a peek. Then he’ll go home and jerk off to that mental image. He feels pathetic. But that’s the only way, probably, to stop all this thinking. And let him relax for a while.

The day passed by pretty smoothly, with Changmin numbingly treating animals and still floating in space. From that kiss, and those 3 words (reminder: I AM GAY). Also the excitement to be able to see that man again. Changmin is so confuse. Does he like the man? Does he still like Yunho?

Two questions he’s way too scare to answer.

Changmin takes a step inside Lavender, still the hottest gay bar in Korea, and still providing male escort (that he can’t afford).

Nothing has change since he left with that man five nights ago. The lightings are still rainbow, the music is still the same loud and crazy songs.

Yet his life is so different.

26 seem like a magic age for him.

He’s eyes searches for Jaejoong as soon as he looks around.

He walks up to the bartender that he saw the other night, and nervously asks, “Um…excuse me, this might be a bit random but do you remember the escort that I took out five nights ago?”

Sungmin stops shaking the mixer, how could he NOT remember? This ordinary looking man took out the owner of Lavender, which is something even him, Sungmin the best friend of JaeJoong kim, couldn’t do. “Yes.” He answers with precaution.

Changmin smiles, relieve, “Then can you tell me his name and…where he is?”

Sungmin’s been expecting this. Since Jaejoong clearly warned him that if this dude comes, he’s NOT to lay a finger on him, and answer all his questions. But now, seeing the man’s smile and adorable expression, he kind of thinks otherwise.

He gives back a smile, showing his cute bunny teeth(aka his secret weapon), “His name is Hero. He’s not here right now, because he’s out with another customer.” Bang! One shot, that should’ve broken this guy’s heart.

Changmin looks down at his shoes, shuffling endlessly, he…doesn’t know how to react to this information. He knows his name, great. But he also knows that Hero does this kind of stuff for a living, and he will never be able to take him all for himself.

Sungmin smiles, perfect chance for him to intrude, Changmin looks very down. Laying a hand on his shoulder, he says softly, “It’s Oka------“Sungmin stops all of a sudden.

Jaejoong stands behind Changmin, his expression cold and terrifying, but calm. Calm like a rainstorm right before a sunny day.

Sweat slides down Sungmin’s forehead, slowly taking his hand off Changmin’s shoulder and stumbles through these words, “Um…I-I’ve got to…um…go to the bathroom, yea. Do-don’t worry, Hero will be ba-back. Bye!” And then he runs like the wind.

“You missed me?”

Changmin sucks in a deep breath, and looks up without turning around. Is he hallucination again? This…this is his voice. He can’t be mistaken, he remembers so clearly. That pretty, not so deep, soft voice.

Jaejoong’s hands wraps around his waist, laying his head on Changmin’s shoulder.

Changmin blushes. He feels the….the hardness press against his butt.

“You feel it? I am horny, for you.” Jaejoong whispers, blowing air to Changmin’s sensitive ears.

Changmin turns around, looking down, and trying to resist his hug, “I-I’ve got no more money. I-I ca-can’t really hire you again…I’m sorry…”

This position makes it hotter, both of the bodies press directly against each other.

Is he kidding me? I haven’t had sex in five days. Five freakin days! All because I can’t get an erection with anyone else but this dorky man! And yet he still thinks I had sex with him for the money? Sure, I will play the game. As long as I get his heart….and his body of course.

He kisses Changmin. Fiercely. Fluid exchange between them, their breathes, their most intimate desires. All exchange.

He whispers while sucking on his neck, “Discount. I will give you a discount. Since you came back for me, right, my loyal customer?”

Changmin shakes his head, “Bu-but I’ve got nothing. I really really need the rest of my savings, for work. For…for a dream that I am still desperately trying to cling onto…”He’s never talked about his dream to anyone before. Not his parents, not the twins…because they won’t understand.

But for some reason, he wants to tell Hero. This pretty man, with soft lips, and a pair of eyes so deep, he feels like he could fall in it…and never come back out.

First hickey, planted. Jaejoong moves on to another spot on his neck, “Mortgage. You will pay monthly.”

“Really? Starting how much?” Changmin looks up, stars in his eyes, surprise that he could actually afford this man again.

Jaejoong feel like ripping his clothes apart and pinning him down to do…’stuff’. This man really has no romance cells huh? Does he have to talk about this during ‘sexy time’?

Second and third hickey, safely planted with a loud smooch sound. “Talk about this later. Sex now, money later. No?”

“But I----“am afraid I won’t have enough…

Too late. Jaejoong takes his hand, and drags him through the pile of gay couples dancing on the dance floor, and then through the doors of Lavender.

Outside, the night breeze rushes to Changmin’s flushed face.

He feels drunk. Everything feels so unreal. The sky’s dazzling stars, the cool mid-spring air…and the warmness of Hero’s hand. All of this…the mushy happy feeling in his heart…feels so unreal.

Jaejoong squeezes his hand. They are at the hotel.


-----♥End of Chapter Three♥-----

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