Title: Beauty in Summer

Author: Zeey’

Pairing: Kim JaeJoong & Jung YunHo and Minors

Genre: Romance, Fluff, Drama.

Rate: PG to NC17 (depends)

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Kim JaeJoong is the prince - scratch that- Kim JaeJoong is the princess of the royal couple of South Korea. His beauty, his milky-porcelain smooth feature, flawless face and pale skin had never failed to make people mistook him as a girl. His lips were painted pinkish-red, a natural pinkish-red that no one can ever resist. His eyes, oh his eyes! Those were a pair of mesmerizing, dark abyss that led to no end- but his heart. Compare it with the beautiful model of the world, the oh-so beauty fairy tale princess-named it, Cinderella, Snow White, the sleeping beauty and other bunch of other girl (or guy) who claimed themselves beautiful with this kind-hearted, charming guy. He is the snow white of male version. That’s the reason why people keep on calling him princess instead of prince although his feature says he is a pure man. But he always goes with the flow of that princess title.

He has parents who are quite…a spoiler. Children who have busy parents- who has no a single tick of second to their children are quite different with JaeJoong. In spite of being the ruler of the country they-JaeJoong’s parents cherish every time- second, minutes, hours they have with their one and only son. They gave him what he had always demanded. They love him more than anything. To them JaeJoong comes first than anything. Not this beautiful green country they rule, not their stacks of paper that needed to be signed or complains that they heard about their peoples’ welfare. Call them selfish-yes. Yet whenever JaeJoong is being spoilt, he maintained his structure and posture of a cute, shy and mama’s baby guy- or is it NOT?

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“Mama, Joongie is hungry!” the 20 year old ‘Princess’ yells, being oblivious of the palace’s inhabitants that continuously bowing on him as he walked through. His mother- Kim Heechul heard his son’s voice that seems to seeps through his big traditional, royal meeting room. In which, the wall of the room was painted brown in color to compliment the windows frame. The floor was covered with quite expensive carpet, just how a traditional Korean palace looked always like. Pictures of JaeJoong, his husband and himself hanging proudly on the decorative wall and some of them were standing on the side table of the meeting room.

Queen Heechul makes his way to open the sliding-paper door, only to be greeted by his pouting son.

“Aish Joongie, Mama told you to eat first. Why aren’t you eating if you’re hungry?” He pulls JaeJoong into the room and makes him sit on the wooden chair while he settles himself beside JaeJoong.

“But Joongie want to eat with mama!” He pouts again. Heechul couldn’t help himself to stretch a smile on his face. He really loves his son. Only JaeJoong and his husband could make him as happy as what he is now.

Heechul pinches JaeJoong’s cheek and chuckled lightly, “Alright then. Mama will eat with you,” he had always treated JaeJoong like a precious glass that fragile from any rough touch. He just couldn’t bear to see his son to cry nor hurt. He didn’t care if he was treating JaeJoong like a new born baby. He is his everything. What more does he want?

Together, they make their way to the dining room which was at the far end of the corridor, once in a while, being greeted with the palace’s maids, guards and workers. “Mama, where is papa?” they stopped and then their view caught the sight of the king who is being assumed to be talking to some official at the palace’s garden. JaeJoong grins to himself and asked his mother to stay behind.

JaeJoong tiptoes to his father. His father was facing to the other side as his back was facing JaeJoong who is making his time ready to attack his father. “Papa!” He shrieked loudly and hugged his father from the back.

“Ah! Jaejoongie! Don’t scare appa like that!” the king nearly yelled but managed to control his voice.

“Joongie is sorry,” he mumbled, he puts his sad face and bends his head down.

“Oh, it’s okay,” he replies, mood changing from a serious one to the fatherly-like. A side JaeJoong likes about his father. “Where’s your mama, hm?”

“Mama! Come here!” JaeJoong waves his hand over the standing Heechul few meters away from them.

Heechul smile sweetly while walking towards his family. “Yes, Joongie?”

“Papa said he misses you, right papa?”

Siwon- the king, looked at his wife and back to his son and caught an eye signal from Heechul, indicating him to just follow what was JaeJoong saying, “Ah! I miss you so much, Rella dear. Where have you been?” He said and wraps his arms around his beloved him. He then kisses Heechul on the lips and slowly forgetting that they are tainting their son’s innocent eyes as the kiss slowly was becoming rough and passionate. “Papa! Mama!” JaeJoong yells out, demanding them to stop. A small frown was drawn on JaeJoong’s forehead when his parents refuse to stop. “Papa! Mama!” he yells again and abruptly, the royal couple release themselves from each other’s arm.

“Oh! Sorry, sweetheart. We got carried away, aren’t we dear?” Heechul said, glaring at Siwon because he was the one who started it. Well, not really. He, himself wants it too…

JaeJoong pouts more when Siwon doesn’t answer Heechul and instead the king opens his arms wide and JaeJoong quickly runs to hug his father. “Joongie no longer hungry,” Later on, Heechul joins in, making the royal family-complete.

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Not far from the cute family gathering, a pair of jealous eyes was burning full with rage and anger. She grits her teeth way to tight that her jaws feel like breaking. “Stupid family,” she hisses loudly. Her black cloak was covering her face that hid most of her face except for a pair of darkened black lips. Evil aura emits from her surrounding when she cursed words after words of incoherent meaning.

“SeulGi,” she mumbles and immediately an early-twenties-year-old woman dashes through the door and bows without the latter telling so.

“Yes master?” The woman named Seulgi asked - a hint of nervous in her voice.

A killing silence on the atmosphere before the one being greeted as the monster opens her mouth to speak her hoarse, not-so-friendly voice, “I want Kim JaeJoong, die,”

“It’s in your command, master”

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Alright, first thing first!

I'm back! Do you know who I am? No? Yes?! Of course you don’t! I changed my name! Haha…

So basically this is the 3rd time I tried writing. Still, I need improvement!

Oh! This story is more like snow white-y story so yeah, less originality but I’ll try to make some twist here and there and drama and more yunjae fluff, okay. I guess you guys know what happens after this, right?

So guys stick with me, alright? And comment page is always open for C/Cs. (No bashing though)

Chapter 1

to die

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“Please! Don’t! I beg you. Please don’t do this to me,” JaeJoong pleaded endlessly as he was being dragged into a direction he doesn’t even know.

He was blinded by a piece of cloth that covered his eyes. His arms and legs were tied mercilessly tight that it could leave a dark red bruise. All was done so that JaeJoong couldn’t be able to escape from that someone’s grasp. But never did he know he was nearing a wild habitat of the country – the wild forest.

All he remember that day was, he was on his way to his car, his friends had called him to spend some times hanging out but when he first step into the car, he was knocked down from behind and start then he was unconscious. And when he opened his eyes, he found that his eyes couldn’t search anything but darkness. His couldn’t feel his legs and arms anymore but he keeps on struggling on, though he knows he was being ignored.

Once the car stopped, he was pulled out from it; the blindfold that was covering JaeJoong’s eyes was thrown away and he was greeted by a man who he recognized as the royal butler. JaeJoong was pushed down until his bottom hits the ground. “Hankyung-shi?” He whispered, quite shocked. JaeJoong’s eyes widen in surprise. He had never expected to find the person he had always trusted to be treating him like this.

The person who had helped him through thick and thin living in the palace, now was kidnapping him? On what? Money? Title? He doesn’t know himself.

Hankyung cuts off the rope that was tying JaeJoong’s legs. “I'm sorry, my Princess. I have to do this,” the person called Hankyung lowered his head down.

JaeJoong was totally caught bewildered by the confession. How in the world can this be happening?

Did he do something wrong that makes this man in front of him change his faithfulness? Or did he unintentionally hurt this man feeling? Or…just why? “But why?!”

His question was left unanswered; instead a gun was pulled in front of JaeJoong’s eyes – just directly in front of his eyes. JaeJoong gulped his dry throat. Is this man crazy? He thought in his mind.

Hankyung’s finger was nearing the gun’s trigger, ready to pull on when its time. JaeJoong cold-sweated, the cold liquid landed on JaeJoong’s cheek. No, that’s not a sweat - that was JaeJoong’s fearful tear. He didn’t even realize that he was crying, but since when? Since he feel betrayed with this man in front. Without any consultation, this man in front of him was going to murder him – just like that; without any audible reason. It left JaeJoong bewildered.

Why? Why? Why? The question repeated itself inside JaeJoong’s head. He couldn’t stop but to keep questioning himself. But if his death could satisfy the person he had treated like his own uncle, then he rather dies instead sacrificing many innocent people. But still, why?

JaeJoong collected his courage to speak, “Hankyung-shi, I asked you why?!” JaeJoong’s voice soften as more stream of tears flow his flawless cheek, “I believe you. How could you do this to me?” More and more tears threatened to fall, “Hankyung-shi, please answer me!”

His tears make the man’s expression change. No one could ever make the vulnerable princess to cry and if someone did, then he’ll have to face the King and the Queen. A quick memory flashes to Hankyung’s mind about King and Queens’ order. Hankyung shuddered to the thought, fear.

“I-I’m sorry my Princess,” the man sobbed softly. Too weak to raise his voice and too weak to support his body, Hankyung dropped the gun to the ground, “I truly am. Please forgive me,” Hankyung suddenly fell to his knee. Some sense was knocked into his head when he saw the Princess’s tears, hell, people just couldn’t bear to see the Princess’s fragile state.

He keeps head was still down to avoid the gaze he is given. But what JaeJoong didn’t know, the tough man was crying softly and inaudibly.

“I forgive you, Hankyung. But why did you have to do this to me?” JaeJoong whispered again before squatting down in front of the other man. His eyes were searching for the other man’s pair and found the wet one. It was red and full of fright.

“Princess,” Hankyung started as he looked up. JaeJoong’s eyes were complete the opposite. Though he cried also but his eyes still remained sparkling and full of forgiveness. He was touched by the princess’s gentleness and he shouldn’t have treated this pardoning princess this way. The Princess doesn’t deserve this unfair and inhuman treatment. He deserves better – just way better, “I’m sorry if I hurt you, Princess,” He then proceeds to untie JaeJoong’s hand and legs.

“It’s okay. I would have understood if you explain to me,” JaeJoong gave him his sweet smile, resembling his soft feature - The smile that no one can resist but to obey the Princess demand.

Hankyung was enjoying the sweet smile JaeJoong is giving until he realized what is he doing, “I-I’m just following order, My Princess,”

“Order?” Hankyung nodded. “Whose?”

“It doesn’t matter. You don’t need to know. As for now, you have to go, Princess,” Hankyung started to panic when realized his true intention of bringing JaeJoong here. If he couldn’t bear to kill the princess, he’ll try to save him in one way or another. No matter how his life will cost it. For now, JaeJoong’s safety comes first.

“Go?”

“Yes, My Princess!” Hankyung pulled JaeJoong up and starts to shoo JaeJoong away.

“But where to?” JaeJoong said, confused.

“Save yourself! Go!”

“But--”

“No Princess! You have to go now before it’s too late. You have to get away from here. Imagine you are… dead! Yeah! Stay away from the palace! From this country! It’s too dangerous! Leave, Princess! Go now!”

“Hankyung-shi-” JaeJoong mumbled and started to make his way to the thick bushes, facing Hankyung’s direction as he walked forward. Although, he was still quite confused with the sudden panicky action of the trusted man, he obeys the man’s order- to stay away, and just to…die.

“Stay safe! I’ll come back! Trust me, Princess!” shouted Hankyung when JaeJoong was out of the sight and engulfed in the dark, wild forest. “As for now, I have to go back to the palace,”

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“Have you done it?” Seulgi asked as she caught Hankyung walking to her direction. His cloth was smeared with blood, which she thought – JaeJoong’s blood.

“Yes, Seulgi-shi,” Hankyung pretended a weak smile. No. Indeed it was really a real weak smile because he knew JaeJoong was no more in the palace. Palace without Princess JaeJoong is meaningless. In spite of his work, JaeJoong was the one who had always entertained him. They chat, talk, and laugh about anything together. That’s why he felt comfortable with the Princess. In fact, JaeJoong is everyone’s favorite. Everyone in the palace loves him – from the low-standard maid to the highly-classed official, the Princess treated them the same as if business involving standards and classes were never exist in this world. That’s the reason why everyone agrees that JaeJoong would make a good future ruler of this country. Indeed.

“Good! I’ll report to Master Boa. Did you bring your anything that you used to kill him?”

“Yes, here,” He handed her a blood-stained sword. Though, that’s not the one he used to kill JaeJoong. He just gave her that as he didn’t want the two witches suspect his dishonesty. In which she thought the blood was JaeJoong’s blood, she starts to examine it. She smirked evilly.

But in reality, it was the blood of the random animal he found on his way back to the palace. A horse? A cow? Or is it a little squirrel? He doesn’t really care.

Seulgi harshly took the sword from Hankyung’s hand, forgetting the miracle word of thanks as she turns her heel and proceeds to her master’s room. But did committing crime really require a ‘thanks’? That’s very kind of a criminal. Hankyung smiled alone.

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In the royal meeting room, Heechul and Siwon, second by second as time flies by, that was also the level by level of their worry feeling grew thicker.

“Where is he, Wonnie?” Heechul asked worriedly as he paced back and forth in the room. If the floor could crack up, it would have long time ago.

“It’s okay, dear. Maybe he is out with friend,” Siwon stood up and gather Heechul in his arms. “We should give him some space. He’s old enough,” Siwon palm started to caress his beauty hair when Heechul buried his face to his chest. But inside he is also fighting some urges that something is happening to their beloved son. Sure, JaeJoong has many friend but he never come back late. Even so, he would have told them the moment he exited the palace. Siwon also had tried to call him but it proved his effort is useless as JaeJoong left his phone in his room.

“But it’s nearly midnight already. What if he-”

“Nothing happened to him! He’s perfectly fine, Rella!” Siwon snapped as he cupped Heechul’s beautiful face. Sometimes he wondered if JaeJoong’s beauty is a gene from this beautiful wife of his.

“I hope so, Wonnie,” Although he said so but he still couldn’t erase the uneasy feeling of theirs.

“He’s going to be alright, Rella. Trust me,”

Knock Knock.

A couple of knock was heard, interrupting the royal couple.

“What is it?” Siwon yelled out.

“Empress Dowager Boa is here, your majesty,” the guard on the other side of the door said.

“What does she want? It’s late,” Heechul whispered to Siwon.

As far as Heechul know, Boa is actually the wife of the real ruler of this country but due to uncertain incident, the supposed-to-be ruler was dead on an accident. This causes the rivalry of the throne between the wife of the ruler and the second king in line - Siwon. But as Siwon received quite a support from many sides, he successfully claimed the throne. On the other hand, Dowager Boa was unexpectedly agree with the abdication of the throne to rightful ruler in which many was caught off-guard with Dowager sudden behavior. In other way, many were relieved with the result but Heechul knows that that woman was up to no good. Who would be agreeing if a person’s right was taken away? Not him.

“It’s urgent! It’s about Princess JaeJoong,” said a womanly-voice from outside. But never did the couple know, beyond the voice, exist an evil heart.

“JaeJoong!” both nearly shrieked out after hearing the name. They quickly make their way to the door and abruptly open it. “What about him?” Heechul asked quickly.

Boa hides her smile when she sensed panic in Heechul’s voice, “It’s hard for me to say. Why don’t we talk inside, Your Highness?” Boa offered as she made her way inside as though it was her home.

“Now spill! What about JaeJoong?” Siwon asked nervously, followed by a squeeze of hand on Heechul’s hands.

“I'm sorry, Your Majesty. Princess… He…” Boa said while searching for Heechul’s eyes. Though she knows JaeJoong was his strength, he also is his weakness that can make him tumble in a blink of an eye. Boa used this opportunity to do so if she wants her right back, “Princess… is dead,” she whispered softly, purposely making the scene more dramatic.

“What nonsense are you talking about?! It’s no joke, you know! If you plan on something wicked then we don’t want to involve! Guards, take her away,” Siwon said nervously. What happened to his son? Could probably what she was talking is true? He needed this woman out from here away before she admitted all of this is true and before he starts to believe in ery word she is saying. He doesn’t want this to be true nor that he wants to take a chance to make all of this to be true!

“I-Is that true?” Heechul staggered on his word. His soul was nearly dead when JaeJoong was announced dead. Never did he want it to be true but he was out of words, out of action. He couldn’t do anything but to listen.

“Of course its not, Rella! Don’t believe her! Guards!” Siwon cut any word of the two.

“Please, your majesty. Listen to me,” Boa started her act when she sensed a drop of cold tear slipping from Heechul’s eyes.

“If you’re planning on lying, don’t bother to explain! Damn, where are the guards?! Guards!”

“I have proof with me,” she took out a piece of torn cloth stained with blood, a piece of cloth that Heechul and Siwon recognize as JaeJoong favorite sweater. It was a gift from Heechul for JaeJoong’s 19th birthday and moreover it was a handmade from Heechul. Of course he remembers its JaeJoong’s.

“That’s JaeJoong’s,” the royal couple mouthed.

“Yes, it indeed is,” Boa assured.

“Rella, don’t trust her, what if she’s lying? Everyone could have someone else’s cloth and claimed that Joongie is dead and…and this blood, it could have some...some…kind of animal’s blood. So don’t trust her,” Siwon said despite his horror to the cloth in front of his eyes.

“But Wonnie, I-I remembered, J-Joongie did bring this with him when he’s out.. J-Joongie… W-Wonnie-ah…Joongie is gone! Wonnie-ah! J-Joongie… Joongie…” At that what it takes for Heechul to drop to his knees, clutching the cloth near his heart.

“No! He’s still alive! I know he still alive! Stop crying…” the king cradled his broken wife into his arms and let the latter to wet his suit. But never did they know that that woman was hiding her smile beyond her faked tears. “YOU!” Siwon pointed at Boa, startling her, “Who the fucking hell killed Princess?! Tell me!” Siwon said in middle of comforting Heechul.

“I don’t know, Your Majesty. But Hankyung-shi witnessed everything. Hankyung-shi,” she called out to the door.

At once, Hankyung with an unreadable expression on his face enters the room. His feet were walking slower that how it had always been. Nervous, sad, afraid, trembling- that’s how he felt when the atmosphere in the room greets him. He is afraid of lying- especially to the King and Queen but for the sake of safety of his beloved Princess he had to, even if it consumed his life.

“Hankyung?” Siwon said, voice muffled with the endless sob of his wife.

Hankyung bows down and knee down in front of the couple to show some of his respect but when he looked up, a pair of pierce eyes were stabbing into his own eyes, “Now fucking spill!”

“Y-Your majesty, I-I…”

“I said spill! Don’t you fucking understand me?!” And in this exact second, the charming king has transformed to the most dangerous, fear able man. His eyes were fierce and Hankyung swear that he could see the King’s flushed with angst. Hankyung had never seen the king acted like this before after JaeJoong was injured in his soccer play. That was long time ago when JaeJoong was still nine (if he still remembers).

“Princess… he… It was all my fault. If i-it wasn’t for me that asked him to play near the forest, he will never end up like this,” Hankyung’s voice was barely audible as he lowered his head.

“Can’t you fucking say it fucking loudly?!”

Boa smiled evilly to herself.

“I told him that today is a good weather so I-I brought him to walk. But I left him alone to buy us some drink and w-when I went back, I couldn’t find him, I-I'm so sorry, Your majesty. I deserve your punishment,”

“Then why didn’t you just search for him or something, you fucking idiot?!” Heechul tries to gain his posture and scold at the butler’s stupidity but his energy just enough for that single line before he collapses onto Siwon’s chest again.

“I did, My Queen but I only found that cloth at a tree branch, and when I tried to search for him again, I saw a humongous bear chewing something like Princess’s pants so I made a run,” Hankyung explained.

“So you mean the bear ate JaeJoong?” Boa said, as she faked an interest to the topic.

“A-Ah, Yes,” Hankyung lifted his head to face the standing woman. Then he shifted his eyes to face the crying man in Siwon’s arms, “Your majesty, I beg for you forgiveness,” Then slowly Hankyung face lowered to the carpeted floor to avoid the glaring of Siwon’s eyes.

“Its all your fault! You fucking bastard! How dare you bring JaeJoong there? Why can’t you use your senses?! Its dangerous! But you fucking let him! Ah! I hate you! Go die! Die!” Heechul started to throw everything that is near him to Hankyung but Hankyung didn’t budge nor did he duck from it.

‘I'm sorry. I have to lie. I can’t tell you that Princess is still alive. Sorry, My Queen,’ Hankyung thought in his mind.

Not enough with the things that he had thrown, he stands up and hits and kick and smack Hankyung’s head as he curse words after word.

“Rella! Stop dear! Don’t!” Siwon grasped Heechul from the back and cradled him in his protective arms. He couldn’t bear to see this. His Joongie is gone and his wife is sad. What will happen to his family?

“Wonnie…Joongie is gone, Wonnie-ah! Joongie is gone! I miss him already! I miss Joongie, Wonnie-ah!”

“Cry Rella. Cry it all out. Just don’t do anything stupid,” he whispered. “Tomorrow, we’ll investigate this,”

And throughout the night, Heechul and Siwon cry all their might. Begging for their Princess to come back though it impossible – for them.

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“Mama… Papa… Joongie is scared!” On the other end of the country JaeJoong was lying on the ground – truly exhausted of the never-ending walk.

Since Hankyung has left him in the thick, dense jungle, JaeJoong had tried to find anyone, anything that could save his life. But all his effort was in vain as wherever he goes, wherever direction he turned, he only found green, tall stationary-living trees.

His shirt was already torn because of the countless thorns he accidentally stumbled into. His stomach rumbling furiously and his feet were sore and bruised. He can’t do anything more or less, but to drop onto the dirty mud. If only his parents were here, he could have been saved. Yes - that’s what he all wanted. He wanted to be in his father’s arm and under his mother’s caresses. Ho doesn’t want anything more. He just wants to be home – laughing and joking with his parents and little kitten.

“Mama… Papa… Save Joongie,” JaeJoong cried and was started when a loud thunder beats his eardrum. He looks up and realized that the day has turned into night. How many hours he was in the forest, he didn’t know. But now he must shelter himself. It’s about to rain.

JaeJoong tried to stand up but his energy was feeble. He tried again but it proved him wrong as he accidentally slipped on the swampy soil and stumbled down as a huge rock hits him right on the head. He brought his hands up to see the liquid that drain his face. It was red, sticky – blood!

His head become dizzy as his world spins round and round, way too fast that he couldn’t catch up. His eyes blurred from any sight but he shook his head furiously as if that could help. Slowly his vision blurred more than a while ago, his head felt like hammered with thousand of nails and his body was sore. Not long after darkness overwhelms him.

“Mama…” his voice faded into the thin air.

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Chapter 2

seven

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JaeJoong’s eyes flutter open when he senses some sources of light hitting his face. He realized that he was lying on a comfortable place, in what he assumed is a bed. He brought his hands over his head. He remembers that his head was injured before he fainted. And what surprised him more is that, he feels that his head was covered with a bandage. He groaned as he could still feel the pain on his head.

“Where am I?” He whispered as he rubbed his eyes.

“You’re awake,” says some voice, starting JaeJoong. And that caused him to widen his eyes as the person stuck his head in front of him.

JaeJoong abruptly sits up from his lying position to see seven people staring down at him and caused the person to pull up his head away from JaeJoong. JaeJoong was more in fear as another one of those people nearing him. The person tilts his head to get a better view of JaeJoong, “Hyung! This is really Princess JaeJoong!” the person’s voice rose suddenly.

“Really?!” All other six of them said in unison. They lean forward until making JaeJoong’s back hits the headboard.

“W-Who are you?” JaeJoong’s voice wavered.

“OMO! He really is! Hyung! He is Princess JaeJoong! Omo! Omo!-” a boy who seems younger than all of them says.

“JaeJin… Not too loud… You scared our Princess here,” says the another man near the one called JaeJin.

“Kangin hyung! Leeteuk hyung screamed at me!” JaeJin whined out loud.

“JaeJin, hyung told you not to whine, don’t you understand hyung’s language?” a man, very far behind said softly. He’s who JaeJoong assumed to be Kangin. His structure is quite tough and masculine, from what JaeJoong’s eyes saw. “I’m sorry for our rude behavior, Princess,” Kangin pushed away all his dongsaengs away from crowding JaeJoong and quickly he bows down. The other six also followed their hyung’s action.

“It’s okay. Stand up, please,” JaeJoong ordered softly. His voice relaxed a little. “But who are you and where am I?”

“We apologize for not introducing, Your Highness,” says a different man. “My name is YooChun,” he said charmingly and bows down. YooChun is not the tallest among the all but not also the shortest, but from what JaeJoong saw, YooChun is a type of guy who could capture girls’ heart in a flick of a finger by looking at his handsome face. His hair was naturally black, complementing his pair of eyes. His face was beautifully structured and his skin was nearly smooth as what it seems to look like. “This is Junsu,” He then pointed to a beautiful guy besides him.

The guy named Junsu bows down, “Hello Princess,” he flashes his rows of white-pearly teeth, a beautiful smile indeed. If YooChun is the manly one, Junsu was quite the opposite. He matches the piece with YooChun. “I'm Junsu and YooChun’s-”

His words were cut off when YooChun interrupted, “Su! Just…be quiet. We don’t want to scare Princess here,”

“But Chunnie-”

“Just shush,” YooChun gritted his teeth.

JaeJoong was bewildered with the commotion caused by the two people in front of his eyes. ‘Junsu is YooChun’s what?’

“I apologize about that, Princess,” Kangin said. “Chun, Su go outside!” the two obeyed and started to walk off from there, leaving the clueless JaeJoong and the other five people. “I'm Kangin,” he then gestured to a beauty beside him, “and this is Leeteuk,” and finally his attention landed at a cute young boy who was being held by Leeteuk, “and this is JaeJin, our dongsaeng,”

“Hi, Princess! I'm glad to meet you! I love you so much. You are so beautiful! I-” and JaeJin continues to blabber how he loves the beautiful princess, how he loves everything about the princess especially his kindness. His words then were cut off by Kangin’s magical word, “JaeJin, go join your hyungs outside,”

“But hyung, I want to talk to Princess,”

“Go now!” Kangin started to frown and glared at the youngest one.

“Alright. Sheesh!” JaeJin frowned and pouted as he stomped out from the room. JaeJoong couldn’t help but chuckle at the cute act.

“He is cute,” JaeJoong smiled warmly as he looks at JaeJin’s sulking figure.

“Don’t mind him. He always like that,” says a man who’s had never said a word since early on. “I'm ChangMin,” JaeJoong smiled at him as his eyes drifted at the last person behind him, “Oh. This is Kibum,”

“Hi, Princess,” he bends down 90 degrees.

“Okay, ChangMin and Kibum, why don’t you go outside while your Kangin hyung and I talk to Princess,” said Leeteuk.

“Alright hyung,” said Kibum and he proceeds to pull ChangMin out with him.

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“Princess, we found you unconscious on our way home, so we decided to bring you home to our house. Is it convenient for us to help you?” Leeteuk started, still standing stationary next to Kangin, who was quite in to absorbing JaeJoong’s beauty, “Teukkie, he’s so beautiful,” Kangin whispered into Leeteuk’s ears. His words were uttered softly so that JaeJoong wouldn’t be able to hear it but what they didn’t know is, JaeJoong heard every word very clearly and he couldn’t help but to have a taint of pink tone on his cheek.

“Kangin, I think he heard you,” Leeteuk whispered back as he sensed JaeJoong’s red face.

“I was really grateful that you all were being generous to help me. I will always pray for your blesses from god. I appreciate it, thank you,” JaeJoong uttered the words meaningfully. The words were spit from his mouth directly just from the bottom of his heart. He really meant it.

“Yes, you’re welcome, Your Highness,” both Kangin and Leeteuk said.

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Flashback…

“It doesn’t matter. You don’t need to know. As for now, you have to go,”

“Go?”

“Yes, my Princess!”

“But where to?”

“Save yourself! Go!”

“But--”

“No Princess! You have to go now before it’s too late. You have to get away from here. Imagine you are… dead! Yeah! Stay away from the palace! From this country! It’s too dangerous! Leave, Princess! Go now!”

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JaeJoong stared into the air as Hankyung’s words floated in the back of his head. The words echoed and repeat continuously. What does Hankyung mean ‘danger’?

The words keep on hunting JaeJoong’s mind.

Danger - stay away - die… What does that means?

“Princess?” Kangin’s voice snapped JaeJoong into the reality, “Are you okay?” Sense of worry in Kangin’s voice.

“Umm… Yes. Uh~ Kangin-shi, Leeteuk-shi, can I stay here for a matter of time?”

Kangin and Leeteuk stared at each other and back to JaeJoong, “But are you sure, Princess? It’s far from the town. This is a remote area, Princess. And people barely go this way as. This is a lonely place. Are you sure you can handle this, My Princess?” Kangin explained.

“Kangin, don’t talk that way. Show some respect,” Leeteuk lightly smacked Kangin’s arm. Kangin quickly nursed his hurt area arm pouted to Leeteuk. “Princess, I… we don’t really mind, do we, Kangin?” Leeteuk said. Kangin obediently nodded. “But what about the palace? The Queen and the King? They might worry about you…”

‘Mama? Papa? I'm sorry….’

“It’s okay if you ask me to go away…” JaeJoong sniffed, showing his big, doe-like eyes.

“No, No! We were just suggesting. We were more than grateful if you want to stay here. Your Highness can stay here for as long as you want, but….” Kangin trailed of as he realized that he was in no position to ask JaeJoong that question. Who is he to ask?

“Please. Don’t ask me why. I also quite confused why I ran away,” JaeJoong whispered.

“Alright, Princess,”

“Thanks for letting me stay, by the way,”

Just then, when JaeJoong and the other two wanted to start a new conversation, JaeJoong’s stomach rumbles furiously. Aish, how could he forget that he hasn’t eaten for… god knows how many days.

“Omo!” both of them jerked up.

“I'm sorry… I haven’t eaten yet,” JaeJoong lowered his head to hide his embarrassment.

“ChangMin, Kibum! Come here!”

ChangMin and Kibum immediately rushed to the room. “Yes hyung?” They both said.

“Please bring some food for our princess, and hurry!” ChangMin and Kibum dashed out from the room to the kitchen.

After a few moments, they come back with two trays of delicious food for JaeJoong. JaeJoong doesn’t realize that, he was drooling by just looking at the food. The fresh smells creeps into JaeJoong’s nostril and make him hungry even more.

“Please do help yourself, Princess,” Leeteuk and Kangin smile to JaeJoong.

“Uh...Thanks. And please do call me JaeJoong; after all we still are the same species, no?” the joke caused all the people in the room to chuckle at the Princess cute statement.

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Heechul walks lifelessly into JaeJoong’s bedroom. He lies onto JaeJoong’s bed and sniffed JaeJoong’s favorite pillow. It still smells like JaeJoong. Oh, how he really missed JaeJoong. It’s just been two days since JaeJoong was gone but it feels like living in hell for two hundred years. He missed JaeJoong’s voice, he missed JaeJoong’s laughter and he missed his JaeJoong’s whine.

And before he knows it, Heechul eyes were covered with wet liquid again. He couldn’t bear living like this – living with JaeJoong. He wanted to join JaeJoong in heaven, he wanted badly to embrace JaeJoong and tell him, ‘Mama missed Joongie so much,’ but he can’t. He promised his husband that he won’t do anything stupid. No, he wouldn’t – because he promised.

“Rella,” the bed shrinks when Siwon’s weight pressurizes it. Heechul sits up from his lying position and jumps into Siwon’s arms.

“I missed Joongie, Wonnie-ah!” Heechul wailed out loud. He didn’t care if his voice was too loud that it disturbed the entire palace’s inhabitant. He wants everyone to know that he missed that beloved son of his.

“I know Rella, I know…” Siwon soothe the latter. Although he knows it didn’t work at all, not once or even a bit. But at least he tried for being a shoulder. He missed his son too but what can he do? He’s gone. He will never come back if they even cry blood tears.

“I don’t want to live anymore. Let me die, Wonnie-ah!”

“Stupid! Don’t do that! Die will never help, Rella!” Siwon snapped as he cupped Heechul’s face to look at him.

“But my life is meaningless without Joongie,” Heechul sobbed again.

“Take a rest, Rella. Sleep…” the king ignored the last line because he knows that if he continues to talk to Heechul, it will lead him nowhere but tears. He has to continue to be strong - strong enough to protect his broken wife. If he shows his weakness, he afraid that he’ll just continue to breakdown like his wife does. “The Royal Jung is coming later. I want you to just rest and let me talk to them, alright?” Siwon said and Heechul nodded.

Slowly, Heechul drifted into deep slumber in Siwon’s arms. Heechul wants to meet JaeJoong – even if it’s only possible in his dream.

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Far North from the Southern Korea, a really handsome Prince Charming was getting ready in into his quite expensive black-shining car. His intention was quite simple – to go to the Southern Korean palace, propose the Princess and bring her back here as a wife. Simple, isn’t it?

No! It’s not that simple! How can it be simple when it was an arranged marriage? How can it be simple when you are not going to marry the person you love? How can it be simple when the King and Queen refused to let you just to travel inside a jet instead of a car? And the question goes on and on…. And he regretted being a Prince after all.

Actually, far from fact it was his intention. It was his parents’ intention. They wanted to bond the relationship of the North and South Korea through their son’s marriage. And now, the parents’ are away and they want him as the representative of the engagement. Moreover, he was banned from using the jet plane as the couple wanted him to get view of the people. How ridiculous is that idea? He thought.

Alright, maybe that’s okay. He didn’t mind that. But he really mind is, the marriage.

How is he going to marry a complete stranger? But guess what, the royal couple’s answer was, “You are the first prince, the future ruler. A marriage of you is not depending on love but the capability and teamwork of ruling the country,” Yes, that was the answer he gets – selfish. And that he regretted for being born in the first place!

And he couldn’t do anything but to listen to every single word of his parents. Not that he didn’t want to protest, but he had no choice but to follow the order. He objected, protested and in the middle of having the idea to held a demonstration but what he can do? Nothing! And that pissed him more. After all he is the throne heir and no matter how he objected the result is quite the same – is just to follow.

And now, he is debating between his brain and his heart. For as much as he wanted to follow the order, that was also as much as he wanted to call the engagement off. He was already a hundred miles away from the palace and still having thought of cancelling the engagement.

Suddenly, the car he was riding comes to a halt, by itself! And that started the man inside the car even more. “What the heck?!” he cursed out loud and jumped out of his car.

“Yah! What happened to you?!” He talked to the car as if it could reply back. No! It can’t! And he knows that well. Which car can talk?

He then proceeds to examine the car. He opens the car trunk to check on the engine. Nothing’s wrong, he found. Then the tyre, nope. That’s not it. The four tires were still new. There’s no way it can break down at very instant.

He then hopped back to the car; by only then, he realized he is in the middle of deserted forest. How they he gets here? Ah! He went for the shortcut. His eyes then drifted to the car meter in front of him. OH! No wonder the car stopped! The gas is empty! He let out a huge sigh again.

Fishing his pocket, he found what he was searching for – his phone. “FUCK!” he said out loud when the signal bar ended to a none. “How am I supposed to get back?! Fuck! Damn it!”

Don’t expect him to travel by foot because he is not going to do it. Not in a million time and moreover, it’s a hundred miles more! And at once he regretted to reject some of the guard’s offer to accompany him. But he, being the stubborn prideful man, said its okay.

Then a couple of mewing sound caught his ears. By then he remembered that he brought his puppy –Aqua with him. “Aww... Sorry. I never thought this would happen,” he cradled the puffy, cotton-living creature into his arms. The living thing just gave him a pair of puppy eyes which he thought – always thought quite amusing. “I think we have no choice but to walk out of this thick jungle then,”

He opens the car door and what he didn’t expect happen, happened. The puppy ran from his arms into the thick bush. “Aqua!” He yelled but the little thing didn’t even come back. “Aqua! Come back!” He said again before releasing a sigh for the umpteenth time. “Why did you run?! Aish!” he said as he makes his way to the bush Aqua disappeared into.

As he walks passed the bush, he didn’t find anything but countless amount of huge, tall tree. And what he fear more is that, the atmosphere between here and the place he just come from is quite different. It’s dark here, really, really dark, as if there is no difference of night. “Aqua… Where are you, puppy?” he whispered to his surrounding, afraid that we will startled any living creature in the forest. “Aish! If I found you, I’ll swear to slaughtered you and feed you to the dragon! Aish!”

Then, that’s the time when he heard a cute barking sound from his back. But when he turned to his back, he found nothing but another thick, green bush. “Why the heck is this forest has so many bushes? Aish!” He walked to the bush and curtain-open the grass that was blocking his way. And that was it. That was when he forgets to breathe.

In front of him is a tiny house, not more fitting that a family to live in. It has a very beautiful garden indeed, full with beautiful and colorful flowers. But that’s not what he just saw. It was more than it. Not far from him, stood a beautiful girl (he assumed), cradling his little aqua inside her hands. She’s so beautiful and cute.

That girl’s beauty caught his breathe in his throat. She makes his heart skipped a beat than it was supposed to be. And his brain malfunctioned. He couldn’t think. He couldn’t speak. God, he couldn’t speak. He swore he could die right now. She was too beautiful, like an angel from heaven sent to a miserable place called earth. Oh, so beautiful – not that not just it. She is more than it. She is gorgeous, elegant, lovely, dazzling, stunning, pretty, and attractive and some bunch of words that could represent her. How he could die to have this woman in his arms. She is worthy. If she is a witch, it couldn’t be denied. She is a witch who puts him under her spell.

His eyes drifted to that girl face, it was so smooth and flawless and perfectly, white and pale. Her eyes, oh her eyes, who ever could die to have that alluring, and sparkling eyes to be stare at. His eyes then move down and stopped at the girl’s lips. Oh my - her lips…

He purred just to have the thought of making it move between his lips. “Oh my...”

The girl, well she is not a girl after all, she is a man – scratch that – he is a man, of course. She or was it supposed to be ‘he’ continues to caress the little puppy in his arms until a sound of cracking of a stick caught his ears. He remembered all the home habitants were away for work. He didn’t ask them what work, though. Then, who could that be, “W-Who is there?”

“Fuck again!” the man behind the bush cursed silently. He stood up and brushes some dirt from his pants and shirt and by then he walks towards the ‘girl’. “Umm... Ah... I-I see you have my puppy with you,” he staggered nervously. ‘Damn! It’s hard to talk to a pretty woman!’ he said inwardly.

“Oh... So this is your puppy? I thought she is a lost one,” he replied and looked down at the living cotton-ball again. Aqua purred and slightly snuggled into his arms.

“A-ah...Yes...” he chuckled nervously. ‘Oh my... even her voice is melodious and soft’ he thought again

“She is a cute one, what’s her name?”

“Aqua,”

“Nice one,”

“I'm Jung YunHo,” the man said, giving out his hand for a proper greeting.

He replied the handshake, “I'm…ah... JaeJoong…,”

“Are you….”

“Please say, you do note that I am a guy,”

‘What?!’

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Please do comment. It means quite a lot.

Chapter 3

the Prince and Princess

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“What?!” YunHo nearly screamed after JaeJoong’s confession. How could that be? He is prettier than a girl. This must be some mistake. There’s no way that he is going to believe that. He might just take back all he had thought about JaeJoong. And moreover how can he be…so….gay-ish? Argh!

“It’s normal. People had always mistaken me for a girl,” JaeJoong smiles lightly, which makes YunHo’s heart flutters more.

Inside JaeJoong thought that it would be better if he hides his identity from a stranger, though he quite doubts that this man in front of him doesn’t recognize him as the Princess of the country. Guess he is not, isn’t he quite clueless? If he is, he would have asking the Princess thousand of question of why he was here or what is he doing here? And totally forgetting about why himself is here. Guess this man never knew about him then?

“Oh… I'm sorry then,”

“It’s okay. Why are you here, by the way? Well, except for this little puppy, of course. I mean, it’s quite far from the city, you know?”

“Ah… That! You see, I was on the way to the palace,” YunHo stated, which gain a curious reaction from the latter.

JaeJoong had his unreadable expression on as he tries to hide his pain to himself - Pain from being away from home, “Palace?” JaeJoong’s voice was barely audible as he lowered his gaze to the ground.

“Yeah, Why? Is there something wrong?” YunHo asks to him. His eyes went for search of JaeJoong’s. YunHo too lowered his face until he successfully gazes into JaeJoong.

“Uh… No, no. it’s nothing,” JaeJoong avoids YunHo’s stare as he tried to look away, “Where were we?”

“Oh... and I think I'm lost .Would you by any chance care to help me to find the way back? And my car broke down at that end,” YunHo pointed at an area behind his back, though he is quite unsure with the exact direction himself.

JaeJoong thought for a second.

There’s no way that he could help this man out of he as he is quite lost himself too. He was brought there without him knowing from where he’s being dragged and to which end they had brought him. The seven men’s words flashed to his mind. They had brought him here as he was unconscious and they claimed that they didn’t even remembered where they had found him as the forest was quite huge. They left him alone at the little house in early morning as they went out to an unspecific place that JaeJoong had never been told about.

After getting what seems to be conquering his mind, JaeJoong unsurely speaks, “O-oh… Sure…” He let the animal in his arms to the ground and the puppy curls itself around JaeJoong’s left leg, earning slight chuckles from the both.

“Thanks,” YunHo steps aside to give JaeJoong some space to lead him the way. He flashes his charming smile as JaeJoong looks up.

JaeJoong just stand there without budging. He is oblivious that YunHo was raising an eyebrow to him.

He was still in his deep thought about leading this man the way out. ‘He doesn’t really expect me to lead the way, isn’t he?’ JaeJoong thought, smiling faintly at YunHo. YunHo gladly smiles back at him, ‘I don’t know the way but if I don’t do so, then he’ll suspect something! I don’t want him to suspect something! Neither did I want to make him to suspect something! God, help me!’ JaeJoong mentally yells.

“Shall we?” YunHo asks as he gestures his hand out to reach for JaeJoong’s soft one. JaeJoong held out his hand, hesitantly.

“But I don’t really remember the way,” JaeJoong spoke softly, “It’s either that way,” JaeJoong pointed to a dark path in front of him, “Or that way,” He then pointed the one behind him, completely opposes the way he had pointed earlier. He purposely does so, so that YunHo’s hope on him will be least.

“But how can you don’t remember? You live here right?” Yunho let go of the hand he is holding and faces the beauty.

“A-Ah… I-I just returned here not long ago, you see. So I don’t quite remember here,” JaeJoong lied again, facing the other side of his when he notices how close the stranger’s face with him. And he couldn’t help but to have a tint of light pink tone on his cheeks.

YunHo senses this and without him realizing, the corner of his lips curled upward into a light smile. Maybe seeing cute action is what had caused him smiling like a mad man. And he couldn’t help but to have the thought living with this shy person will never be a bad idea?

But something bothering YunHo’s thought. If this pretty guy said that he had just returned not long time ago, then doesn’t it mean JaeJoong knows the route better? It’s illogical if JaeJoong return here without him knowing the way he is going unless the person in front of him is lying. But it also undeniable if JaeJoong arrives here without him remembers the route, is a logic sense. JaeJoong might have been dragged or knocked down by the force of his family or maybe some other things, who knows? His family?!

“What about your family? Do they know they way out? Or did you live alone?” YunHo asked again.

“A-ah… They were away. I’m living alone right now,” JaeJoong said. “Um… But I think let we just go that way. We could return back if that’s the wrong way,” JaeJoong pointed to the dark area. He just have to do so, if not he would be asked again by YunHo with countless question of what JaeJoong feared the answer will lead to the unraveling of his real identity. And JaeJoong had make up his mind to hide his real identity to any person he thinks that doesn’t know him, moreover a complete stranger, - like YunHo. YunHo might be a threat.

“Are you sure?”

JaeJoong just nodded and started to make his way to the dark area, leaving YunHo behind. “Are you coming?” JaeJoong asked softly as he turns to look at Yunho

“Yeah,”

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They both make their way to the - what seems to be the direction out of the forest. Though, JaeJoong is quite unsure of where he is going but at least he had someone to depend on if he gets lost or something. And that person was someone that JaeJoong is really sure could protect him from any harm or danger in front of the dark, wild area he is in. Glancing at his right, JaeJoong found himself staring at the person besides him.

And only by now, he could realize how well-built the man’s body structure is. He is very masculine – from what JaeJoong could imagine his body features under that cloth (he didn’t think anything perverted though) he is wearing right now. His face, for what seems to be attracting that anything of his body caught JaeJoong’s eyes the most. Though his face was smooth and soft, JaeJoong knows behind that lives a very strong and manly person. He doesn’t know why he thought that but he has the instinct to think so, as if he and the man besides him were bonded to be. JaeJoong feels uncomfortable just by thinking about that though because they both are male and it’s ridiculous to have men to be together… but wait! After all the both of his parents are male and they’re living happy together – with him.

JaeJoong doesn’t realize that he had been glancing to YunHo for the umpteenth time until the glances transform into stares. YunHo on the other hand, is quite oblivious to the first second glance of JaeJoong but as the glances drew more often, YunHo suddenly felt very uncomfortable, causing him to turn to his left, and as he does so, “Why? Is there something on my face?” YunHo just had to ask.

“Huh?” JaeJoong let out as he realized he had been staring at the man for quite some time, “O-h… N-No,” JaeJoong staggered despite the blushing face he had. He continues to walk with his head hanging low, staring at his shoes as he walks. And YunHo chuckled in the inside.

‘Cute…’ YunHo commented inside his mind.

Out of nowhere, JaeJoong feels something harsh tug his hand and pulls him backward and when he collides with something as soft and warm, he looks up, only to find YunHo’s face inch away from him. Despite the fact that they are inside the shady forest, JaeJoong can see YunHo’s face very clearly.

‘He is handsome’ he said in his mind. When he realizes YunHo was staring intensely into his eyes, JaeJoong pushed his body forward and turn to look at YunHo behind him, “W-Why?” He spoke as the red tone on his cheek that had disappeared awhile ago, appeared again.

“You should look straight when you walk,” YunHo said, smiling cheekily.

Being a confused cat, JaeJoong’s forehead formed a little frown, “Huh?”

“You’re about to collide a tree, you know?” YunHo pointed his index finger behind JaeJoong’s back. JaeJoong abruptly rotates his body and he was greets by a hard tree when his forehead collides with it, making the small frown changes into a big one. “Ouch…”JaeJoong let out when the impact of the collision sent him backward, until he stumbles onto his bottom.

“Are you okay?” YunHo had his concern look on as he cupped JaeJoong’s face to look at his forehead.

“Uh… I'm okay…” JaeJoong whispered, barely audible. What’s the use of speaking loudly when the person you talk to just a few inch away from you?

JaeJoong tries to pry YunHo’s hand off from his face but YunHo just ignores JaeJoong’s struggle. Not that JaeJoong feels uncomfortable with that, in fact he really feels comfortable and safe inside YunHo’s arm and he didn’t know why he thought so. What concerns him is he afraid YunHo’s hand might get burn from his burning cheek. JaeJoong is madly blushing that he could swear the redness had spread throughout his body – from his face to the tip of his foot.

“Just stay still,” YunHo said as he continues to examine JaeJoong’s slight injury. “You had a small cut. Does it still hurt?” JaeJoong blinks his doe-like eyes and nodded.

What happened next, JaeJoong swore he didn’t see it coming neither he ever expected it to come. Not in his book neither in million years. YunHo lean in to give a quick peck on JaeJoong’s forehead. At that moment, JaeJoong eyes nearly bulging out of his socket and he feels his heart had stopped beating for a second or two but then was replaced with continuous furious beat as if replacing the missing beat. And he bet YunHo would have heard it but in spite of that JaeJoong had to admit he loves the feeling. “People said, if you kiss the pain, it’ll eventually go away,” YunHo smiles his trademark smile. “Does it still hurt?”

JaeJoong quickly shook his head and he abruptly stood up. “N-No. T-Thanks,”

YunHo, in a few seconds stood up and walks leading the way as if he, himself knows the way - leaving a stoned JaeJoong behind, “Coming?” YunHo asked as he cradled his puppy that was left behind just now.

“Yes!” JaeJoong said and quickly caught up with YunHo’s pace.

JaeJoong cursed himself in the inside - cursed for being too careless until other people have to watch for him. And cursed for letting the other man grab him into his arms and kiss him – catching him completely off-guard. But beyond those curses, JaeJoong didn’t succeed in making his heart pounds normally; in fact it doesn’t make JaeJoong calm – at all.

Suddenly a glint of light in front of JaeJoong caught his eyes. He looks forward and found the end of the dense jungle. He silently feeling grateful because he knows, he could send the man he is with out of this jungle safely. Though he didn’t even really sure where that area is, he is feeling thankful to god that he finally can get out from this uncomfortable situation. “I think that’s the way,” JaeJoong spoke, breaking the silent atmosphere, despite the sound of cracking stick they having when they step on or the sound of leaves, grass swirling to the rhythm of the wind.

JaeJoong quicken his speed, making his way to the lightened area. He pushed away the bushes and branches that are blocking his way to get a full view of the area.

JaeJoong furrowed his eyes as the light hits his eyes. And when his pupils adjusted to the amount of light, JaeJoong jaws dropped, “Wow…”

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“Seulgi,” Boa yelled out, from her room.

“Yes master!” After a few moments, Seulgi come in, in rushed state. Though she is good at controlling her pants, she know herself couldn’t even control her nervousness to face the evil witch in front of her. If she was given a second choice, she will refuse to follow this lady and become her assistant. But she was given none. It was either this or die.

She could still remember how this woman took her from the street and given her a proper shelter of life. Complete house, complete nutrition, complete everything. But that was before she knew that Boa is an evil person. It was three years ago when Boa pronounced Seulgi become her assistant amongst all her followers. And since then, Seulgi had done nothing but bad things and crime – murdering.

But Seulgi, in spite of hating this woman, she had to pay her for her good deed to her. Though, she didn’t know the true intention of Boa helping her, but she was grateful enough that Boa had given her everything. Everything she had known as luxury. If Boa had never taken her from the street, she swore, she will have to live among the poor - shelter by begging and nutrients by pleading. And Seulgi completely hates living in hardship.

“I don’t believe Hankyung-shi,” Boa said, soft but fierce that it could send shiver down the assistant spine. Her softness and gentleness sometimes make people misunderstand between the soft side of the lady and the fierce side of the evil woman. That’s the reason why many innocent people had never failed to stumble into her trap. But Seulgi knows better. Living with her master for many years, makes Seulgi grows understand with the lady’s behavior and attitude.

“Why, master?”

“I want you to find out about him, one way or another,” Boa softly instructed without really answering Seulgi’s question. And Seulgi knows there is no use of asking when the answer is surely not going to be given.

“Yes, master,” Seulgi said obediently.

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“Wow…” YunHo gawked after JaeJoong also.

There is clear green grassland in front of them. It is so wide that YunHo thought there was no end of the grassland. Right above, the sky was clear blue and it matches with the clear land at the bottom of it. It was so beautiful. Little animal, namely cute rabbits, squirrel and even little kitten and puppy were all friends. Aqua ran to the bunch of animals happily as if she was already bonded with the cute little animals. At the other side of the land, was a small stream of river, sourced from a nearby waterfall that seems to be cute to be one. Surrounding of the river was a collection of beautiful flower of different species of wide range of color. YunHo and JaeJoong could even see little butterfly and lady bird with some other beautiful fly, accumulating the huge collection of flower.

“This is beautiful,” JaeJoong whisper. His smile never leave his face as he walks forward to the group of little animal.

YunHo caught JaeJoong endless smile and smile to himself too. ‘His smile is even beautiful,’ YunHo eyes soften when JaeJoong kneel down to pat the fur of a rabbit.

The rabbit in JaeJoong’s hand jumps up into JaeJoong’s lap. JaeJoong laugh heartedly, “YunHo, this is cute,” JaeJoong said, his eyes still wonder across the huge land and somehow, JaeJoong’s sudden worry was washed out, replaced with a content feeling.

YunHo kneel down next to JaeJoong and his hand was brought up to caress the rabbit inside JaeJoong’s arm. In a sudden, a bunch of the same species rushed over to both YunHo and JaeJoong. And they let out a friendly chuckle to the animal beside the place they are. Somehow, both YunHo and JaeJoong are totally forgetting about identity the person they are with – a stranger. In fact, they grow a bond of fond with each other by enjoying the beauty of the nature they were given.

JaeJoong suddenly stands up and went to the center of the land. YunHo just look at him admiringly as JaeJoong spread both of his arms in the air. A gentle, yet warm wind swirls against JaeJoong’s body. His hair whirls side by side beautifully as he closes his eyes to enjoy the wonderful feeling. He tilts his head to the left as he enjoy the warm wind against his cheek. And YunHo smiles contently.

‘Ah… He is so beautiful…’ YunHo whispered to himself. He stands up and went to stands behind JaeJoong. YunHo follows what seems to be what JaeJoong is doing – spread arms, close eyes and tilts head. He smiles when he gets what JaeJoong is getting. It is such a wonderful sensation to stand on an open area and having a warm wind hitting against a cold soul. This is what YunHo should have been feeling long time ago. The feeling of freedom and relaxing – not sitting behind a desk full with stack and stack of paper, signing countless such paper and meeting and chatting about politic to every person he doesn’t even know and moreover what he hates the most - to follow the King and Queen’s order!

Unconsciously, YunHo’s hands were tangled around JaeJoong’s slim waist. Without opening his eyes, YunHo doesn’t feel any more right than having a beautiful person inside his arms on a beautiful place.

JaeJoong jerked up when he felt presence around his body. He tried to open his eyes but it won’t open. It can but it doesn’t want to. JaeJoong feels so right to be inside these protective arms. He knows its YunHo’s. He just knows.

JaeJoong leaned back and softly, his head collides with the warm chest as he puts both of his palms above the one circling his waist. Though his brain says the person he is with is a stranger but his heart says it’s okay. It’s always okay.

JaeJoong opens his eyes when he feels a weight upon his shoulder. He glances to his left and found YunHo’s face. His chin was rested against JaeJoong’s shoulder. And his eyes were still close. His lips pursed to a beautiful smile and his head tilts against JaeJoong head, leaving no space in between. JaeJoong couldn’t help but to smile. JaeJoong bites his own lips to stop his smile from spreading. He just doesn’t want the latter to sense he was enjoying this – enjoying this moment. And if he does, he’s doomed – from embarrassment.

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Not far from the both, seven men were finally off from their work. They started to pack their things and ready to go home. They usually pack home at 4pm but today they all agreed to get home early to check on the princess. They afraid that the Princess might feel uncomfortable living inside the small house compared to the palace he used to live in. And what afraid they most is a clueless Princess in their kitchen. They doesn’t want their house to get burnt because they know, Princess usually lives a luxury life. He doesn’t go to kitchen, isn’t he?

They use their usual route of getting home. It was less distant compare to the one the other workers are using. And besides, they wanted to see their little pet on their way home.

As they walk, with JaeJin and ChangMin keep whining on how hungry they are or the mushy talk, lovey-dovey Kangteuk couple is or how irritating Junsu endless squeak is, they caught a – two figures standing on their grassland. Yes. It’s theirs.

“Isn’t that Princess?” Kibum said.

“Really?” They all narrowed their eyes to see a better view of the two figures.

“Yeah. It princess…” Junsu claimed, with his excited squeak of course, “With a handsome guy!” his squeak sounds louder than before.

YooChun with a really pissed face faked a loud cough.

“My Chunnie is handsome-er!” Junsu squeak more and hugs his lover’s arms.

“Let’s call him!” JaeJin suddenly said.

“Alright!” Kangin said, “On three. One, two, three!”

“Princess!” and they all shouted, not to mention with still pissed YooChun.

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YunHo and JaeJoong were still in each other’s arm when YunHo’s ear caught something – someone shouting at him. He turned his face around and saw, one – two….seven men at one end shouting and waving at him or more likely, them.

JaeJoong abruptly opens his eyes when he sensed YunHo’s stir. He looks to his side and found YunHo is looking at one direction. He follows the other man’s gaze and saw the seven men that had helped him.

“Guys…” JaeJoong’s voice was barely audible when the seven men ran towards him.

“Princess, what are you doing here?” Leeteuk asked, slightly panting.

“Princess?” YunHo gazed at JaeJoong, totally taken aback.

JaeJoong glares at the seven people in front of him.

As if they understand, Kangin, being the one the all they respect the most, started to speak to the bewildered person – YunHo, “Ah…We usually call him princess because JaeJoong is really look like a Princess because of his beauty, don’t you think so….Prince YunHo?!”

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Chapter 4

no difference

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JaeJoong abruptly turns his head facing YunHo, “Prince…YunHo?” JaeJoong voice was loud enough to startle the man he is talking with.

YunHo smiles sheepishly to JaeJoong before diverting his attention to the seven people in front of him, “Ah…I was about to tell you back then but,” YunHo rubbed his neck as he faces the ground. He is quite nervous with all the stares he is given, especially the intense stare beside him – JaeJoong’s intense stare. “I'm sorry to not to tell you. I don’t want to scare you away,”

“Wow… Hyung, what did we have done to have a beautiful Princess and handsome Prince to clash with our life?” JaeJin whispered – making sure no one hears him, to Kibum who was really into the commotion in front of him.

“I don’t know either... Wait! That person is Prince YunHo?!” Kibum screamed out, enough to make time stop ticking, world freezes and earth stop spinning – figuratively. If it could make dead people wake up, it would but unfortunately, people who is dead, remains dead.

“Argh, Bummie, don’t have to shout!” ChangMin was covering his ears that seem to be affected the most since he was standing very damn close to Kibum, apart from JaeJin though– who is standing to his left and is having more resistant ears than ChangMin.

Really, ChangMin was underestimating his lover’s voice power.

“Ah…” YunHo let out a nervous chuckle. Though he is a prince, sometimes Prince just have to act like a normal people as nervous and all with a bunch of normal-standard people, after all he still a NORMAL man. “Yes…I am, Prince Jung YunHo from the North. Nice meeting you all. It such a great pleasure,” He continues as he bows down, just exactly how Prince Charming supposed to act on.

He then averts from his focus to his side – to JaeJoong, only to find the other man still gawking at him, completely dumfounded and puzzled by the other sudden introduction. It’s not sudden! It just JaeJoong haven’t just yet knows the person he was with just now is the Prince of the North. For goodness’s sake, why didn’t he introduce himself earlier?

As if reading JaeJoong’s thought, YunHo spoke suddenly, “I thought our meeting won’t last long. That’s the reason I figure out it sort of inefficient to introduce to you. Moreover, I didn’t want to scare you off,” YunHo told JaeJoong.

‘Didn’t want to scare him off?’ JaeJoong thought. Hell, who is he kidding? JaeJoong on the other hand was quite indifferent with YunHo. He’s also a part of royal family and he intended to hide his identity for some quite acceptable reasons but YunHo, he just hides it because he didn’t want to scare JaeJoong off? What is it again?

But JaeJoong, being the kind and loving, oh-so-understanding person, he forgives YunHo. He decided to. “It’s okay. We’re no different…” JaeJoong mumbled the last part, leaving the man missing the word.

“Pardon?”

“Uh...Nothing,” JaeJoong smiled his sweet, cute, irresistible smile with earns a reply smile from the other. YunHo’s hands come up to pinch the chubby, soft cheek. JaeJoong in state off-guard just shrugged it off as if YunHo’s action was nothing to him. The one who pinches the latter chortles when he saw the first pout from him, making YunHo more uneasy in his ground – fighting the urge to take the plump, sweet (that’s what he thought) lips between his mouth, sucking and licking senselessly until the other moans out his name, making the other’s breathe hits inside his mouth and YunHo, getting insane and insane having him in his arms, roaming the other’s body, slowly making the other begs for more and more…

YunHo was deep – too deep in his thought that he oblivious about the bunch of people in front of his as he thought of kissing the beauty’s lips. That was when the seven men catch a glimpse of little drool at the corner of YunHo’s gaping mouth, YunHo’s eyes were obviously mesmerized with JaeJoong’s beauty that it sends shiver to the seven men just by thinking what was inside the handsome prince’s mind.

“Umm…Prince YunHo?” Kangin took the courage to interrupt YunHo’s too-occupied mind by waving his hand in front of the prince’s eyes.

YunHo quickly snapped out of his thought and wiped off the little drool that seems will roll down his mouth in a matter of quick second, “I'm sorry, what is it?” his eyes drifted into Kangin’s.

“Why are you here?”

“OH! Yes! That! You see, I was on my way to the palace following the short cuts that was recommended by my guards, but my car broke down…somewhere that I didn’t even know where. Then I found JaeJoong to help me, but it seems JaeJoong too was lost with me, aren’t you, JaeJoong?” YunHo said.

The seven men glare at JaeJoong. Not a pointless glare but a glares full with meaning of worry. They had told JaeJoong to stay put in the house, not too move even a budge out of the house because they scared JaeJoong might get lost in this thick, dense jungle. They know JaeJoong doesn’t know way out when he doesn’t even know the way in. But their most fear finally came. JaeJoong didn’t even listen to them. And what if the fragile Princess gets lost again? It was consider lucky that they had found JaeJoong themselves with this very trustable prince because they know YunHo is very well from the rumors spread far from the North to the South.

They were afraid if JaeJoong was found by another people – evil people that might harm JaeJoong in matter of fact. They had to admit, living with JaeJoong just for one day can make any people grow in love in keeping him. He is kind and respectful; he indeed is. Although he was far older than JaeJin or ChangMin, but he knew how to treat every person in that house very equally. He respects the oldest to the youngest as if there were no age different. That was why the seven men were sure that they will feel different by the absence of the Princess. Exactly 24 hours living with the Princess can change the living state of these normal men.

JaeJoong’s eyes were as if whispering ‘Sorry’ as he looks pleadingly into every single pairs of eyes meeting his.

“So could any one of you lend a hand to care to lead my way out?” YunHo spoke again.

“Sure, My Prince but it’s getting late. Why don’t we just rest a bit before moving on? Furthermore, I'm sure my Prince was tired from the journey north,” Leeteuk offered as he watches the sky slowly began fading it’s blue - rays of yellowish-red started to knock in, indicating the Sun is slowly setting.

“Uh…I think so,”

All of the men’s faces started lit up from YunHo’s agreement. JaeJin, Junsu, Keita ChangMin were cheering in the inside, happy that another royal member was going to stay at and their house. For Lord’s sake, what did they dream last night to have a pair of royal member – North and South spending their quality time inside their humble, little cute house.

While Kangin, Leeteuk, and YooChun still grinning from ear to ear. JaeJoong, well JaeJoong still remains beautiful.

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Leeteuk opens the small house’s door to the huge – not so - number of people. He invited the Prince followed by the Princess to come in first then tailed by the other six handsome (and pretty, cute too) men inside the house. Being the oldest, Leeteuk order the other to shower up from their tiring day. JaeJoong had settled into the couch (his favorite since he was there) while YunHo was sitting beside him, sometimes starting a conversation with JaeJoong which seems hanging up without conclusion – awkward.

“Did you want to freshen a bit?” Leeteuk says to both men, “Join the guys back there, Prince, Princess?”

“Okay,” both the royals said. They gave each other an awkward smile before JaeJoong said, “Why don’t you go first?” YunHo nodded before standing up, “I’ll just help prepare dinner with Teukkie since it’s already 6,” JaeJoong too stands up.

“Alright, come on,” Leeteuk grinned widely when he saw the shy stares the royals gave each other.

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“You like him, Princess?” Leeteuk said suddenly, more like a statement than an obvious question.

JaeJoong started and nearly dropped his knife he was holding. He was cutting the vegetables when the question was shot to him. “What are you talking about, Teukkie?” A tint of red tone creeps onto JaeJoong’s cheek.

“Admit it, Princess. I can see from your eyes… You’re in love with him, don’t you?” Leeteuk pokes JaeJoong’s cheek with the small slice of carrot he was holding while his eyes drifted from JaeJoong’s red cheek to JaeJoong’s hands that was moving swiftly cutting that large cabbage.

He had never expected JaeJoong to be this professional in handling kitchen’s job. After all he is a princess who lives in luxury which mean cooking’s priority had always comes last, that’s what Leeteuk and the other thought. But according to JaeJoong, he learned the cooking job when he has time in the palace. From what Leeteuk also heard from JaeJoong’s mouth he had also learn how to garden. He said, even though living in palace guaranteed living in wealth but that doesn’t mean hardship never come, isn’t it? We never know what will happen in the future, that’s why we must get ready in case something happened and that’s what Leeteuk totally agreed.

“Pass the bowl, Teukkie,”

Leeteuk grabs the bowl near him and pass to JaeJoong, “And don’t try changing the subject, Princess. Though I just know you what, a day in a half, you’re sly, you know?”

“Ouch, Teukkie! That’s harsh!”

“See what I mean? You started to change the topic! Now tell me, you like him, right?”

“Shut up, he might hear!” JaeJoong voice was a deep whisper. The red tone creeps up again.

“ AHA! So you do like him! Omo! My Princess is in love!” Leeteuk voiced out loud but luckily the men were still showering so no one was hearing them.

“Stop calling me Princess! He might know!”

“And if he knows, what’s the bad thing that’ll happen?” Leeteuk lean in into JaeJoong’s face. He observes JaeJoong face that was damnly red in color. “He’s a royalty, you are a royalty, what’s the obstacles?”

“I don’t trust him…”

“YET! You must add that powerful word, my dear Pri-” Leeteuk pauses, “I’ll call you Joongie, okay?”

“Sure…” JaeJoong then proceed to the dining room after finished preparing the dishes. He then distributed the plates above the dining table before settling an amount of rice into each one of them, “Dinner’s ready!” He yells out.

“We’re going to talk about this later,” teased Leeteuk while giving the still-red Princess a very annoying grin.

Just when JaeJoong was about to open his mouth to protest, the dining room was crowded with a bunch of men, fully fresh and showered – including the handsome Prince. He is in a dark black baggy pants, hanging low on his waist while his toned-body was envelop with a white wifebeater, in which JaeJoong though those clothes were ChangMin’s, after all they both have nearly exact body structure - exposing his rather sexy bicep.

“Wow…It smells good,” ChangMin commented, “I never thought Leeteuk hyung can cook this good!”

“Yeah! Sometimes it’s far from perfect! And this one was just great!” JaeJin supported with his mouth full stuffed with food.

“YAH! So you’re telling me my cooking is bad?! It’s good enough to have someone like me to cook you food! Do you want to starve?!” Leeteuk said with face flushed of anger before continuing, “I'm not the one who cooked this by the way,” his voice soften.

“Then who did?” YooChun asked, still engrossed eating the food served.

“Joongie did,”

“Joongie?” All of them said in unison.

YunHo, who is also still eating the food, faces up to JaeJoong, who is sitting next to him while next to JaeJoong was ChangMin and it continues to be Kibum, Leeteuk, Kangin, JaeJin, Junsu, and YooChun. All was sitting around the round table.

“Ah..Yes,” JaeJoong said, a hint of shyness in his voice.

“Joongie…” Without YunHo realizing, the named slipped carelessly from his lips. And he found that the name was so beautifully uttered by his tongue like it was meant that he owned the person’s name - And also the person, himself.

JaeJoong turns to his left where YunHo is sitting as he heard the man calling out his name, “Yes?” he asked sweetly with his smile flashed upon his lips.

“This is good…” YunHo says. For a moment he locked his eyes with JaeJoong’s. Staring deep into the beautiful and dark eyes like there is no tomorrow.

“T-Thank you,” JaeJoong broke their gaze towards each other when he realized they were having a quite staring competition, in which both JaeJoong and YunHo were quite oblivious to their surroundings. They forget about the men who were already diverting their attentions from the food to the both royal member. Each one of the men at the dining table were gazing to the royals affection behavior and as if they were reading each other minds, their lips’ purse up into a naughty smirk.

“They both like each other?” JaeJin asked to Junsu who were both having a teasing smile on their face.

“You think?” JaeJin nodded.

“Ask Le--”

Just then the TV which is left switch on by Kibum suddenly flashed a picture of JaeJoong and was labeled with ‘Country’s lost of generous Princess’ and underneath the fully bold-fonted words were a paragraph of description of JaeJoong’s death. This caught JaeJoong’s attention.

For a moment, JaeJoong stopped breathing. ‘So the news had spread,’ JaeJoong said in his mind. His face representing a really hurt expression – sad, depressed, and miserable all were written on JaeJoong’s face. He was controlling his emotion and tears that seem to threaten to fall any second. He doesn’t want to cry.

Why is he here in the first place? Why does he have to be away from his family? Why? That’s the only question in his thought. He doesn’t want people to know he was dead. He knows he have to pretend but why? And what is the reason? He tried to understand his situation but he just couldn’t. Every time he tried to figure out, it only makes his mind goes insane by just thinking of any possibilities. Yes, he doesn’t want to live away from the palace but he knows he has to try but he wanted to know why, but yet, he just didn’t understand it all. Not a bit.

All the people at the dining table stiffen as they look towards JaeJoong. They try to read their beloved Princess hurtful expression and follow the gaze of JaeJoong, and the found themselves looking at JaeJoong’s picture in a television. Then they quickly turn back to JaeJoong and to YunHo – who was still into his food and still quite unconscious to the tense atmosphere he was in. Kangin tried to open his mouth to speak but JaeJoong had beaten on him and mouthed a ‘Don’t,’.

Suddenly YunHo looks up and was greeted by seven - eight pairs of eyes, “Why are you guys looking at me like that?” he spoke, trying his best to sound informal. “Eh? Isn’t that JaeJoong?” he pointed towards the TV set.

Aware of the situation, JaeJoong stood up abruptly, almost sending the chair he was on to hit the ground but was luckily caught by ChangMin’s reflex action. JaeJoong backs away and grab the remote control on the couch. He quickly turns off the TV before YunHo could ask more.

“What are you talking about? It’s not me,” JaeJoong let out a nervous laugh.

“I see it with my own eyes. Give the remote to me,” YunHo stern voice frightened JaeJoong.

JaeJoong at first hesitate but with the firm gaze he was receiving, he couldn’t help but to surrender the remote to YunHo. YunHo switch the TV back on.

Luckily, it was no longer JaeJoong’s picture that was appeared first. It was a news reporter, sitting down with a paper in front of him. “Today, as had never been predicted, we were surprised by the sudden announcement regarding the death of the South Korean Prince, or were comfortably known as the Princess of South Korea. The sudden statement was made by King Siwon, with a quite mixture of emotion by Queen Heechul at an unexpected royal private meeting held earlier today. Further investigation about the death was held up in no time near this instant, Queen Heechul had ordered. Neither one of the causes were allowed to be opened to the public, he claimed again. According to the King again, the engagement of our beloved Princess and the Northern Prince, under this unforeseen circumstance has nothing to do but to be called off. Further information is here on the News eight. I'm Oh Won Bin reporting for News Eight,”

JaeJoong clicked off the TV so that in matter of time, there was no his name was said in the news. “YunHo?” JaeJoong come to face a very surprised YunHo, froze in his spot.

YunHo quickly snapped out of his thought and look at JaeJoong then to the other men in the room, “I really have to go, now!”

“Where to?”

With sense of panic in his voice, he said, “Palace…”

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Chapter 5

secrets

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YunHo had been led out by some of the men from the house after gaining a proper goodbye to JaeJoong and the other. He immediately made his way to the Southern Place despite the night has shown itself out. He has to reach the palace no matter what happens. He also has changed into his proper clothes before he went out from the house. He also gained permission from Kangin to borrow his car since his own car was still stuck somewhere he didn’t know. It was easy since Kangin claimed that he enjoys walking more rather than wasting petrol and emitting air pollution, moreover the sevens doesn’t really usually go far from the area except when something really urgent matters happened.

For the umpteenth times, the news reporter’s words rang inside his head. The Princess of South is dead. True that YunHo wanted this engagement to be called off but not like this. This is totally absurd. He has to find out more about the Princess’s death. He doesn’t know why but he has this feeling inside of him telling that he must know about this. He could just return to his place right this moment and take a good rest after a tiring day but no, being a concern man – prince, he decided to show his apprehension, although he doesn’t know the name of the Princess, how she/he looks like, is she good, bad, ugly, beautiful or whatsoever? After all, he hasn’t seen the Princess once in his life and he at first doesn’t intend to until his parents suddenly asked him to marry the said Princess. Sure it was not his business at first but now, it is.

As YunHo has reached the palace, he was greeted by countless guard standing from the entrance gate right to the main entrance palace’s door. He finds it weird that no reporter, cameraman or whoever that involves at spreading news busying themselves by greeting YunHo. ‘Maybe they were not allowed to be in here,’ YunHo thought as he drives towards the main entrance.

At the entrance, there is an official standing firmly with his neat black coat, ready to welcome the Northern Prince. YunHo couldn’t help but to feel as if today is his wedding day – with the many guards and welcomers but the gloomy aura emitted by the surrounding stops him from thinking about that any further.

Right after his right foot steps out from the car he borrowed from Kangin, the said official runs to him and address him with a warm smile and a polite 90-degree bow. YunHo gestures his hand out from a handshake with his charming smile still plastered on his handsome face.

“The King has waited long for you,” the official says as he stands up straight, “This way, Prince,” he continues as gestures his hand to a way inside the enormous palace.

YunHo just returns a smile as he walks shoulder-by-shoulder with the official.

YunHo knew he has reached the destination when the official reached to a stop in front of a huge white-colored closed door. “The Prince of Jung has arrived,” he speaks to the guards by the each edge of the door, one of them nods.

“The Prince of Jung has arrived, your majesty,” the same guard repeats the word loudly - Loud enough for the people – person behind the closed door to hear.

The official opens the door of the royal meeting room after a satisfying answer was received from the inside. YunHo, without any delay makes his way inside.

YunHo’s eyes wonder across the big room. Inside is not much different from what he had back at North, the design, the surrounding; it’s full with elegancies except the fact that this room’s wall was quite…plain.

“You’re here!” says a manly voice from inside the room, breaking the thought of YunHo. YunHo turns to see the King that he had never seen in a while – Siwon.

Siwon stands up and brought his hand for a shake and Yunho replies gladly as he then bows, “Sit, YunHo,” the King orders softly.

“What had happened actually?” YunHo asks when he settles himself onto the hard cushion’s chair. He just goes straight to the main point without beating around the bush. The curiosity inside YunHo’s soul intended to do so and besides YunHo is not the type of person who just wait for a sign. He makes move himself.

“So you heard?” YunHo nods. “I'm afraid the engagement has to be cancelled,” the king said stiffly, no other emotion was drawn into his face except for the fact that he is sad.

“But how did this ever happen?” YunHo couldn’t help but feel sad himself.

“I don’t feel like talking about this anymore. I don’t want to shed a tear. I feel I had enough. It’s weird how fate is playing with us. I love my son very much. So did my wife, but it’s cruel how suddenly God decided to take him away from us,”

‘Son?! So they are setting me up with a man! But they are calling him Princess, for goodness’s sake!’ YunHo yells in his mind as he knows he cannot do that loudly furthermore in front of the person he respects as the king.

“The palace is forbidden to talk about the Princess. I forbid them to do so. I don’t want my wife will be feeling sad again. At least that was I am trying to do. This room was once full with my son’s picture but I have to get rid of them because I know it reminds Heechul of Princess,” Siwon explains with a glimpse of sadness in his eyes that he tried his hard to hide. But it just can’t seem to. The sadness is so obvious.

‘So that explains why the room’s wall, table was empty and plain,’ a sense knocks inside YunHo’s head. “I’m sorry, your majesty for being helpless,” YunHo speaks softly, hoping that, this will help the majesty lighten up a bit.

“OH! No! It’s nothing about you. In fact I am sorry for bringing you here for nothing,” for the first time at that moment, the king smiles to YunHo, “So where is your parents?”

“Oh! They couldn’t make it. They have something to take care of. I hope that’s okay if only I came,”

“That’s okay. Just say hi to them from me,”

YunHo smiles lightly.

A couple twist of doorknob caught both of the King and Prince’s attention, interrupting their little conversation. The door suddenly opens, revealing a man who YunHo assumes as the queen of the country. After all, YunHo still remembers that he met the queen a couple times ago. At that time, Heechul was still pretty as he is right now but the sadness is overtaking his prettiness.

Heechul walks up to where the both of them were sitting. Standing up as the queen passes him, YunHo bows politely at the queen to shows his respect. Heechul smiles a little as a reply as he settles himself beside his husband, Siwon.

“Why aren’t you sleeping?” Siwon whispers into Heechul’s ear.

“I can’t sleep,” the short answer was the only reply before Heechul leans his head onto Siwon’s shoulder.

“Are you thinking about him again?” Siwon said softly as he tucks a few strands of hair behind Heechul’s ear.

Heechul nods.

After a long talk between the Prince and the King and the silent queen who refuses to join the conversation after the last question was shot at him and a couple drop of tears that he, himself doesn’t realize he was shedding, Heechul excuses himself out of the room. This place – to him, reminds him a lot of his memories with his Jaejoongie, the memories from the young JaeJoong to the adult JaeJoong until at the same place also JaeJoong’s death was announced. This hurts him. A lot. This thought is making his heart felt like bursting. It really hurts and pains him in the right at his heart.

Heechul claims that a little rest will help him heal a bit. “Rest well, dear,” Siwon kissed Heechul on the forehead as he leads the hurting man to the door. Heechul nods again as a reply. A faint smile was directed to YunHo as a goodbye. YunHo notices the shine and the glow of the man that he met couples years ago has lost swallowed by a painful memories and he couldn’t help but to feel pity for both of the couple for losing their only child, though YunHo has no idea how painful it is until he experience it himself in the future.

“I think it’s getting late. I better get going,” states YunHo when he gazes at the grandfather clock located at one end of the room. It was a few minutes before the clock tinged showing it’s a half hour showing midnight.

“I don’t think you can reach North at this dark. Why don’t you just stay here for a night?”

“No. Its okay. I have to drop somewhere else on the way,”

“But it’s a long journey. How about a private jet?”

“Thank you but it’s truly unnecessary, you majesty. I have enough rest and furthermore I have to return something to a friend first,” YunHo smiles a little though he knew he was lying to the King. He doesn’t have enough rest but somehow a part of him just feels like saying so.

For some odd reason, he wants to see the beautiful man one more time. Like he was being attached there while being where he is right now.

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“Spill the secret, Hankyung-shi,” Boa smiled her sweet but poisonous smile.

Hankyung was called to the lady’s room when he was about to do his work. Clueless but nervous overwhelm Hankyung’s self. Hankyung afraid the evil woman had already knows Hankyung’s big and dangerous lie. Who doesn’t know that Boa has such great evil instinct to detect any betrayal towards her? Hankyung did.

“W-What are you talking about?” he nearly stuttered but tries his best to cover it. Hankyung could feel his stomach churns violently as he took the courage to open his mouth.

“Why don’t you tell me what am I talking about?” Boa smiles again as she rests her elbows on the table to support her face. Learning forward, she bats her eyelashes towards Hankyung – who is now having sweats all over his body.

“I don’t know what you are talking about…” trying his best, Hankyung ignores the woman in front of him and acts as calm as he can afford.

“Princess…” Boa whispered slyly, “Wait! No! It’s rude to call a man with that! Let say, Prince…” a hint of tease in her voice as she speaks. “Prince JaeJoong. Can you tell me a brief story about it?” she continues.

“Prince JaeJoong,” Hankyung lowers his head to avoid the intense stare he is receiving, “He is already dead, right as you had wished…”

Boa stands up and strolls towards Hankyung. Her eyes were deathly frightening as if as an owl ready to attack its prey. She circulates the area where Hankyung stood as she softly said, “So, why don’t you bother explain me a little story about how, hmm Hankyung-shi?”

“I don’t know. I just left him there. A huge tiger killed him,”

“Oh! A tiger! Interesting! But...wait… isn’t it a bear that you told me once?”

Hankyung’s eyes widened when he realized he had made a really big mistake - A mistake that concerns the Princess’s safety. He. Is. Doomed.

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YunHo unbuttons is black coat and remove it from his body. He loosens his tie a bit to let that little piece of cloth untangled from his neck.

Igniting the engine of the car he was in as the car started to rumble, his mind flies to the thought of the beautiful man he met this morning. Despite the tiredness, muscle-aches and hunger he is having, he had this little desire and urge to meet him again.

Although his mind is saying that he must had gone insane if he continues wasting his energy going to that little house rather than having a clean, white, comfortable-cotton bed at the royal luxurious hotel as a washer of his tiredness but in spite that, his heart saying to him that he wants to see that man again. He not just want to but he just need to.

And YunHo decides, for the first time in his life to follow the command of his heart.

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Knock, knock.

A couple of knock disturb the sleeping inhabitant inside the small house. JaeJin, who first heard the knock decided to open the door himself as he doesn’t want to bother the peaceful silent of the house.

Outside the house, YunHo was standing in front of the main door. Kangin’s car was parked where it was first borrowed. YunHo had planned everything perfectly. He will just say that he’s here to fetch Aqua up. Luckily, the little animal was accidentally left by YunHo so YunHo will not break his precious brain by figuring out a single reason he was there late at night.

A sound of unlocking door-chain came to be heard. “What in the world…OH! Prince!” the door opens and stands there, was barely conscious JaeJin in his pajamas on. JaeJin yawns and rubs his eyes to bring full-consciousness to him. A yawn knocks onto him again as he was ready to speak his next sentence, “What brings you here, Prince?” he asked as his eyelids threaten to close itself.

“I'm sorry for disturbing,” somehow, YunHo felt guilty for waking the boy up by seeing the countless yawns that JaeJin tries to stop.

“Oh! No! It’s okay. I’m sure it’s important,”

JaeJin’s words make YunHo feel the guiltiness wash over him more. Fetching a little puppy is important, isn’t it? Well, to YunHo it is as the little one is his favorite. YunHo palms his back neck, as he let out a chuckle, “I came here to fetch Aqua,”

JaeJin widens his eyes. So it’s not important at all? He thought it was regarding someone’s death or a huge bomb hidden in the house or something that can be labeled as important or urgent! This prince is disturbing his sleep just for a little living-cotton-ball-like-animal called Aqua! “OH! Aqua! She’s with Jae-hyung right now, maybe asleep,” JaeJin rubs his eye again.

The mention of JaeJoong’s name has lightened YunHo’s face up. But JaeJoong is asleep right now, there’s no way he can see JaeJoong. Well, unless there’s something that can make him stay here tonight. As if fulfilling YunHo’s wish, a loud thunder crashes on the dark sky and followed by heavy rainfall pouring onto the surface of the green – night earth. “Oh my, it’s raining. Come in!” JaeJin offers, his hand gesturing inside the house.

“I think that’s inappropriate, I might just spend a night at a hotel,”

“But Prince, it’s late,” the young man drifts his gaze towards the nearest clock, “Holy tomato sauce! 2.10am! Come in!” instead being a polite person, JaeJin pulls the prince inside the house. “There’s no way you can make it tonight beside it’s raining heavily and it’s dark. I afraid you might get lost again or something,” JaeJin states the obvious.

“I don’t think I had a choice then,” YunHo shrugged with his cute, innocent face on. Inside, he was screaming in victory. He’s going to meet his beauty again!

“You are staying?!” JaeJin asks again. This time fully conscious – waiting for the Prince’s confirm agreement, more like begging for the Prince to stay.

YunHo nods.

“Great! Now you can sleep with Jae-hyung,” pulling the bewildered man by his right hand, JaeJin walks to a room at the far corner of the house.

“Wait. I’m going to sleep with JaeJoong?” YunHo comes to halt in front the wooden door.

“Yeah, why? We only have 5 rooms, small rooms. Kangin and Teukkie hyung one, ChangMin and Bummie hyung one, YooChun and Junsu hyung one, I own my own room. That left us with one guest room. In case you don’t mind, you can sleep with me. But I'm sure you’d mind, don’t you?” JaeJin laughed to his own joke. YunHo knows it is a joke and laughed along.

Guess that YunHo doesn’t have any other choice. He never thought he will have to sleep with JaeJoong. He was glad. Moreover, he surely doesn’t want to sleep on the cold couch, does he?

“Okay then,”

“Another ‘Great’! So, Goodnight!” JaeJin hop to his bedroom as he waves YunHo a goodnight.

“Goodnight,”

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Heaving out a deep sigh, YunHo brought up his hand to twist the doorknob opens. YunHo was greeted by the dimness of the room first but he then quickly envelop to his surroundings. Though, he notices that the inside wasn’t as big as he had thought but he felt the comfortableness swept along his body. In fact it was more comfortable than what he had back to his place. Maybe because here wasn’t as stressful as what it has back at North. The room wasn’t big – just perfectly enough for a small make-up mirror, a wardrobe and a single-bed with an angel sleeping beautifully on it. Wait! Single-bed?!

Yes, in fact it is.

As the fact registered inside YunHo’s head, he doesn’t seem to care about it.

YunHo neared himself to the bed. He reached his right hand out to push the lock that seems to block JaeJoong’s face aside. Seeing the beautiful face illuminated by the outside light, YunHo leans closer to his face for much, much clearer view but at a fact he just wanted to be near the man. This is the first time he ever examines the face more closely as an inch apart.

“Oh...my…,” YunHo whispered breathlessly, “He’s my angel…”

YunHo diverted his eyes from the man’s hair to his closed eyelids which will seem more beautiful if they were opened to his nose and down to the skin above JaeJoong’s lips. YunHo’s hand never left from cupping JaeJoong’s left cheek. And finally, YunHo’s eyes caught JaeJoong’s so tempting lips – JaeJoong’s pinky, rosy, juicy, luscious, plump lips that partially opened – making it more sinful for YunHo to claim his. YunHo’s stomach flips violently and his heart beats so furiously just by the thought of this sleeping man writhing seductively underneath him. YunHo has to make this man his. He just has to! That’s his promise.

YunHo’s lips were a mere inch apart from JaeJoong’s when YunHo suddenly snapped back to his senses, “No! No! No! This is wrong! Jung YunHo, this is so wrong! No!” YunHo chants in his head as he slaps his head repeatedly.

Pulling himself upward, YunHo finally realizes his problem in hands, “So, where am I going to sleep?”

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Please do comment.=) And oh my, I’m craving for some ‘ambuyat’ at the moment. ^^, Anyone, care for making me some? Hehe…

Chapter 6

sleep - licking

A/N: Umm… I think I forgot to put some of the character biography in the foreword. As I was saying (more like writing) there are some important points I need to spill. Alright maybe just one point. In this story, YunHo is slightly older than JaeJoong. Haha… I just thought about that and oopss, I think that’s a bit of important point.

Anyway, off to the story!

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It’s already morning. Birds are chirping happily outside the house as if saying goodbye to their nests to find for food. People have started to off to work. It’s another great morning at the remote area where there were no pollution, global warming activities, loud and heavy traffic, and people busying themselves to work but just an area where nature is the priority and beauty is blessed. The morning sunshine gave a shine of a new of hope as it waters its light onto the prideful earth - Lovely morning indeed.

YunHo woke up due to the amount of light rays hitting unshielded onto his face at the moment. Whoever made this room design and bed position is indeed a very careless person. Who would locate a bed where the window is just right above the head where it was truly certain that the light ray will directly directed into the face? It is really disturbing. YunHo’s plan to sleep the day away vanished.

Fluttering his eyes open, YunHo is violently greeted by the immense amount of the sun’s light, and causes YunHo to squint his eyes to make his pupils adjusted to the light surrounding him. When his eyes are comfortable with the light they were receiving, YunHo widely opens his eyes.

Just when YunHo was about to feel his limbs, he felt a warmth burden inside his arms. Bending his head down, the beautiful sleeping angel comes to YunHo’s view.

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Last night, YunHo had made up his mind to not perturb the sleeping man on the bed. But as he felt how cold and uncomfortable the floor was, he changed his mind and thus broke YunHo’s courage of being a real man. He had never slept on the floor in his entire life before, let alone the cold floor. That indirectly sent an imagination of how he will suffer a back-ache on the next day. So why bother?

Finally, YunHo decided to cradle JaeJoong inside his arms just for the both of them to fit the single-sized bed together. It was hard on how uncooperative JaeJoong was at first, but as time ticked away, JaeJoong unconsciously began to hook his arms around YunHo’s neck and YunHo, JaeJoong’s waist. YunHo swore to god that he nearly lost his breathe and heartbeat when JaeJoong buried his face against his neck. It was so…priceless. But what made YunHo more nearing lost control of himself and pinned JaeJoong onto the bed was when JaeJoong exhale air started to hit at YunHo’s sensitive spot on his neck and thus directly sent shiver down his spine at once. Only God knows how YunHo tried his best controlling himself and somehow, luckily, he succeed.

But that was not just it. Around early 3am (from what YunHo saw on the clock), JaeJoong started to mumble something incoherent against the same spot– YunHo’s neck. At first, YunHo didn’t catch any single related word with something sounded like, “chndjjsifie,” or something near, “afftrream,” - No, not a single clue.

Not long after that, YunHo finally heard the clear words uttered against his neck, that he didn’t quite doubt with something like, “Mmm…chicken pie,” and, “Yummy…Vanilla ice-cream,” or not least like, “I love you, chocolate cake,” and those mumbles later followed with a couple of deep sniff on YunHo’s neck causing the Prince Charming to come finally and fully awake from that little action of the beautiful princess (prince) despite that YunHo had just come to close his eyes. However the couple of teasing sniffs doesn’t really bother YunHo indeed, but when the Princess started to stick out his tongue and lick against the same spot, it had encourage YunHo to jerk up into the abyss of shock.

JaeJoong continues to lick at the same spot over and over again. Up and down, up and down. But YunHo couldn’t do anything! He was frozen to his ground (bed) like that polar ice cap of Antarctica but with the fact that the ice cap was melting, YunHo didn’t. He was frozen like dead!

As if JaeJoong noticed YunHo was unmoving, he trailed his tongue to YunHo’s front-side neck with every name of food mumbled. YunHo swore that he didn’t even breathe when JaeJoong come to bit his Adam apple. YunHo tried his hardest to suppress his moans when JaeJoong’s both hands cupped the each side of his neck just to position himself firmly over YunHo and to lick ferociously at that spot, “nnnghh…strawberry ice-cream,” JaeJoong managed to mumble as he does so.

“uggh…” YunHo broke released a deep groan which he had to stifle since awhile ago.

JaeJoong swift tongue left what he had over to the underneath man’s left-side neck. And now JaeJoong was totally hovering over YunHo. JaeJoong has completely conquering YunHo’s neck. Still frozen on his spot, the man attempts his best just to get this man above him off from him despite the fact he, himself cannot move a single muscle. He didn’t mind having this man roaming over him but for some definite reason, this obviously-sleeping man has just need to get off him. But at least, if he wanted to do this thing – sucking and licking, it is much better if the man was awake, is it not?

“Mm…cutie pancakes…” Without YunHo realizing, JaeJoong had already reached his left earlobe. Mouthing another type of food’s name, JaeJoong leaned a bit more near to YunHo’s ear before finally sucking on it. JaeJoong’s hands were cradling YunHo closer by his neck.

Shock but speechless was YunHo’s current state. His eyes grew two times bigger than it usual self. “nghh..” Another bare whisper of moan was released before YunHo even noticed he has just let it out.

His brain was surely not functioning well with his body at the moment. He can just push the man off right at this moment and wake the sleep-walking, more like sleep-licking man up at once. His hands can do it without hesitation but unfortunately, JaeJoong was conquering his action unconditionally. And YunHo had to admit a little that he liked it.

JaeJoong seemed had come back to his semi-awareness when he pulled himself up a little. Despite it was dim; YunHo noted that JaeJoong’s face was just a mere inch from him. His eyes closed as his breathe isn’t as calm as always, a slight hitch as he exhale as if he lost his breath while he licked awhile ago. His eyes still closed tight, a sign that he was still deep asleep.

Just when YunHo thought JaeJoong will go back to his original position, JaeJoong leaned down at him again. And what surprised YunHo more was when JaeJoong teethed his chin softly. JaeJoong’s eyes were closed and the way his he bobbed his mouth from YunHo’s chin – seducing. YunHo just couldn’t breathe, ‘Oh god! He is testing me!’ YunHo heart threatened to beat a pace and his heart succeed to strangle YunHo out of his breath. The fastness beat of YunHo’s heart pumped more and more blood rushed up to his lung, face, brain and back to his heart, strangling YunHo absolutely.

JaeJoong finally moved his mouth out from YunHo’s chin. He pulled him head upwards again and stick the tip of his tongue out and as if he had just finish a real treat, he began to lick and wet his lips. JaeJoong stirred his body a little as if searching for comfortable and warmth and when he stopped, his pinkish lips were just right above YunHo’s already cold one. Only a small gap separated theirs’ lips from being glued together. JaeJoong leaned a bit closer and closer and more close until a small, tiny bit gush of air only be able to pass the both of their enticing lips. ‘DON’T YUNHO! MOVE! MOVE! YUNHO, MOVE!’ YunHo screamed inside his head and quickly turn right, making his left cheek collided with JaeJoong’s.

‘That was so damn close’ YunHo thought in his mind.

YunHo heaved a long sigh and quickly snapped back into his senses by just looking at JaeJoong’s so-tempting lips. Although he wanted to make the lips attached to his but he just can’t! He would later be labeled as bad man if JaeJoong knows about this and later what he afraid most was being inside JaeJoong’s blacklist.

After a few minutes or so, JaeJoong had calmed his self down. He slides down his face and nuzzled his neck again onto YunHo so comfortable neck again as he was later being wrapped around YunHo’s warm embrace. The food’s names seemed to fade as JaeJoong was slowly engulf into his dreamland.

Bending down, YunHo took the courage to kiss JaeJoong softly on the forehead as he tightened his hold. ‘He is so naughty but at the same time…cute’ he thought. Burying his face onto JaeJoong’s soft, silky and nice-aromatic hair, YunHo decided to make himself fall asleep again, with a sweet and contented smile spread wide against his face.

Right at that moment, YunHo didn’t care if he had travel too far and failed to return back because he knows himself is in love with JaeJoong.

Or is he just confused?

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A stir in his arms return YunHo back to the reality from his memorably sweet flashback.

Unconsciously JaeJoong nuzzles his nose against some soft spot in which he doesn’t know himself what but surely it is so comfortable. JaeJoong was about to enjoy the unidentified tenderness when he realized that, the last time he checked last night he was sleeping alone with the little Aqua cuddled with blanket at the end of the bed and before he closed his eyes, he remembers he was alone on the bed.

‘Aqua didn’t turn herself into a human, did she?’ JaeJoong mind races.

Taking the courage to notice up from where he is at the moment, JaeJoong found himself gazing at a skin stretched to make up a part of a body called a neck. Bewildered, JaeJoong decided to feel his arms. Looking down at his arms and it surprises him more when he found his arms were tangled around also a part of body what seem called a waist. His legs? His legs were also knotted with another pair of leg intimately. Intimately? If seeing his leg was in between the other pair of unknown legs is called intimately, then it is!

JaeJoong looks down again and found an arm hugging his waist securely while his leg was sandwiched between sexy-looking legs but JaeJoong doesn’t ever stir. He just stares at it a long time. And he stares again…

WAIT!

Immediately pushing his body upwards, JaeJoong turns to his left quickly – where he assumed the unknown person is. And he found himself staring at a person that he knows as the Prince of the North, smiling widely at his as of nothing big happened. “Good morning,” the man who is still lying greets before pushing himself upwards too to sit next to JaeJoong. As if waiting for a reply to his greeting, YunHo stares into JaeJoong’s wide opened eyes. YunHo also noticed the man’s jaw had dropped awhile ago. “Good morning,” YunHo says again as he tilts his head to a side to get a better view of JaeJoong.

After realizing what position they were once in, JaeJoong blinks his doe-like eyes rapidly.

One second.

Followed by two.

And three.

Scream!

“AH! What the heck in the world?!” JaeJoong screams out loud, enough to make a deaf person more deaf. He stumbles off from the bed and as he did so, the blanket that was entwined around JaeJoong’s body and legs cause his to tumble onto his stomach on the hard floor.

“Ouch…” He groans in pain while nursing the injured part.

“Are you okay, JaeJoong?” YunHo asked as he gets off from the bed to kneel by JaeJoong’s side. JaeJoong struggles from YunHo’s grip when he felt being touched at his injury.

“What are you doing here?” the bewildered man said.

“At least, let’s get up first,” Standing up straight, he gestures his hand forward so that it at least can be a supporter for JaeJoong to stand up straight from his stomach-lying position. JaeJoong hesitates at first as he stares up at the hand shoved in front of his face but then he looks up to see the man who he had known for only a couple of hours yesterday having an encouraging smile on his face. It was truly, truly irresistible.

Reaching his hand out, JaeJoong tries to stand up but his effort was in vain as his legs threatened to obey his brain’s command. He nearly stumbles forward again. Luckily there is YunHo to catch his fall, well literally though. They both had fallen on the bed.

When JaeJoong accidentally collides with YunHo –making YunHo suddenly surprised, YunHo’s leg seems to knot around the quilt that JaeJoong once tumbled by, and then causes YunHo to collide back onto JaeJoong and end up a result of JaeJoong on the bottom while YunHo’s on top of him.

Flashes of last night come back to YunHo’s eyes as he stares up at those beautiful eyes of JaeJoong’s, “Aish…”JaeJoong voice snaps YunHo back to realize the pose they are in.

“Sorry, are you okay?” JaeJoong nods a little. Unconsciously, JaeJoong felt a rush of blood hitting viciously to his cheek. He reddened quite a lot in spite of his heart beating so, so furiously that he afraid the other man might hear it.

JaeJoong was expecting some reply or another word of his question as he had asked but the man on top of him seems to engulf in his own world. YunHo was staring deeply into JaeJoong’s dark eyes as if the both eyes were having a magic that makes Yunho felt like they were pulling him deeper and deeper into such a heavenly world.

JaeJoong also doesn’t realize that Yunho was closing the gap between them as he too was swallowed up into gazing YunHo’s beautiful, dark and seem so possessive ones. As if a miracle, their eyes met and connected so meaningfully.

JaeJoong’s eyes flicker numerously when he felt YunHo was tilting his head and slowly intending to close the gap between them. Their eyes still meeting each other despite that the fact the two pairs of eyes were slowly sputtering close, so beautifully. YunHo felt JaeJoong’s air hitting his lips and this making his heart beating so impatiently – a cue to claim the lips now.

Suddenly the door swings open.

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“Hyung deul, I forgot to tell you last night,” JaeJin broke the peaceful silent on the dining table.

“What is it, Jaejinnie?” Junsu ask as he looks up from his breakfast to face JaeJin.

“Prince YunHo came last night,” all five of them divert their attention to JaeJin - Kangin went out to walk and take the fresh morning in. Jaejin pauses to take a deep, deep breathe, “And stayed here for the night,”

“Eh?!”

“What?!”

“How?!”

“Is he still here?”

“Why did he stay here?!”

“Did he leave already?”

“Why didn’t you tell us?!”

More and more questions are shoot to JaeJin by his oh-so-lovely hyungs. “Calm down! He’s still here sleeping with Pri-” another pause, “Jae-hyung,”

“Why did he come here?” it was a question from ChangMin.

“He said to fetch Aqua up but who knows it started to rain heavily. So I told him to stay a night here besides it was 2.10 am for the sake of tomato sauce!” JaeJin starts to get dramatic.

“And he said that’s all? To fetch his puppy?” YooChun asks and earns a shrugged from the youngest one.

“I don’t think that’s the only reason. I mean, he can do that in the morning,” Junsu agrees with his lover.

“Maybe he wanted to return Kangin hyung’s car?” ChangMin tries out.

“But Kangin hyung’s already said he can borrow until the day he wanted to give it back,” states Kibum. “What do you think Leeteuk hyung?”

A short silent conquer the dining room before Leeteuk, the one who has kept silence looks up from his food to smile contently to his dongsaengs. That caught all of them bewildered when their Hyung gave that smile to them – the smile that only belongs to Kangin, “He just wanted to see our Princess,” simple as that.

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After the conversation, the breakfast is once more surrounded by silence. They all were having some deep thought about what had been said by Leeteuk. “The prince wanted to see the Princess,” that’s what they actually get from Leeteuk. And if that is the case, then that means the Prince likes the Princess? Well, it sounded like that though they still not sure about it. But it was proven last night when YunHo came to decide to pick his pet up at a very unsuitable timing.

“Hey, what’s up with the silence?” Suddenly, a voice come up to them, breaking every single thought of every single men on the table. It was Kangin. They were really oblivious of Kangin’s appearance as they were too overwhelmed in their thought.

“Oh hyung!” all the young ones greets. “You are back!”

“Yeah! And it seems that no one knows when I came here. So what happen?” Kangin took his usual seat besides Leeteuk.

“Yunho. He came here last night,” Leeteuk scoops some of the food into Kangin’s new serve plate.

“Oh! Before I forget,” Kangin interrupts Leeteuk’s lines as mutters thanks to Leeteuk caring attitude, “When I walked out this morning, I seem to find a very nice car parked or more like left at an end,” he continues, “I thought that was a stolen car but then I found a royal logo inside the car so I assumed that must be YunHo’s car,”

“And what did you it?” YooChun asks.

“Well, since the car is locked so I couldn’t do anything but I did saw the gas is empty. Maybe that’s why YunHo said his car broke down,” Kangin said after swallowing down the food he is taking, “And wait, you said YunHo came here?”

“Yeah. I asked him to stay here for the night since it’s raining and now he is in Jae-hyung’s room, sleeping soundly, hugging his pretty princess inside his arms,” JaeJin makes a disgust face but deep down inside his heart he found the Prince and Princess really suit together. Many people – six people agreed with that, and why don’t him?

“Go wake them up,” that was Kangin’s order.

“Kangin-ah, just let him, I mean them, sleep,” Leeteuk suggested.

“No. It’s not good for health to sleep until noon. It’s nearly 10 already. What did he expect? Snooze until it gets back dark? Go,”

“But hyung…” JaeJin whines while he pouts, so, so cutely.

“Let me do it,” Suddenly, Junsu stands up and volunteers himself to wake the sleeping couple – ahem, men up.

“Politely, Junsu,”

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Junsu knocks onto the door a couple of times as he waits patiently for the door to at least slit apart. But he receives no reply. He thought about just to ambush the door open when he remember his hyung word of being polite and thus, that is what Junsu going to do. Inside were the Prince and Princess of this country, if he surprise attack the men, he might just get killed by the Kings and the queens. At that thought, Junsu felt goosebumps all over his body. What would happen to his hyungs when he dies? Or might worse, what would happen to his Chunnie-ah when he is gone forever?

‘Okay! Kim Junsu! You are a bit exaggerating! No one is going to kill you…for now! Aishhhh!’ Junsu smacked his head to the wild imagination of his.

He knocks again and surprisingly a muffle of steps could be heard. Junsu has a stretch of sweet smile on his face – a nice greeting of morning was ready from Junsu to both of the men as Junsu thought the door is about to open.

He waits.

And waits.

And waits again.

When the door doesn’t even open or the knob doesn’t even twist, Junsu’s smile drop down into a pout.

‘What is they doing in there?! Is my knocks don’t sound loud enough?!’ Junsu wails inside his head. ‘Okay, I’ll just go in there. Okay! Deep breath….’ Junsu did as his brain told him.

Taking a deep breath, Junsu brought out his right hand and swings the door open.

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As have been plotted, this chapter has at least 5 more pages of a word document but since it exceeds my maximum limit, I break this chapter into two parts (chapter).

Also I realized that they were many people in this story that sometimes it’s hard to pick whose lines whose. I tried my best but if it still confused you, m(^_^)m sorry…

Anyway, how do you like my YunJae sleep-licking action? According to my word counters (MS Word) *random mode*, it says 2,417 words of complete Yunjaeness out of total 3215 words So, how do you like it?

Please do comment, It means a lot for the Yunjaeness love to blossom! ^^

And also, to anyone who loveeeeeeeee ftisland or ftisland yaoi, I recommend you to check out Yurii’s fic, honestly that’s the first fti yaoi I’ve ever read! Its cute… www.winglin.net/fanfic/Yurii Spread the love! Thanks.

Chapter 7

caught

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“Guards!” Boa yells out. Immediately three tough, masculine men in black suits appear by the door and bow politely to Boa.

“Yes, master!” The three men said in unison as if they had rehearsed to please the high-position lady.

“Take this man and lock him up. Do anything until he leaks the secret out,” she said firmly as she gestures to Hankyung who is unconscious on the floor. She knocked the man’s light out by the aid of the sleeping poison she put in Hankyung’s drink and made the man unconscious just before he could make up a reason behind his lie.

The guards pull Hankyung by his leg – in a rude way, out of the lady’s room.

As the men exited out of the room, Boa smiles to herself, “He cannot do anything anymore. If the Princess doesn’t die, then he will…”

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The door swings open and Junsu steps in.

Junsu’s jaw drops to the floor at the sight in front of him. YunHo was on top of JaeJoong while JaeJoong at the bottom, seeming like closing his eyes while YunHo was staring at him, their lips nearly brush pass each other. Junsu stand there in gawk, his eyes widen double the size of the usual. ‘What on earth?’ Junsu thought in his mind.

The both men didn’t seem to notice Junsu’s presence at the door in fact; they both were too enveloped in their own world.

“Su, what’s taking so long?” the voice come from behind Junsu that Junsu makes up as YooChun’s. Then YooChun appeared behind Junsu. He stares at Junsu who was stood frozen, gazing at something in front of him. YooChun follows Junsu gaze and ends up gaping at a very intimate couple on the bed.

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YunHo swears he could end up insane if he continues like this. His lips were already touching JaeJoong’s and JaeJoong seems quite enjoying it that he closes his eyes before YunHo did. YunHo’s heart throb furiously just by the contact that he made with JaeJoong. And so did JaeJoong.

YunHo close his eyes as he tries to savor and deepen the kiss and what more to his delight, JaeJoong doesn’t even push him away or reject the kiss. YunHo knew JaeJoong enjoys this kiss as much he did himself.

“Su, what’s taking so long?” the voice gave the both of them a start. YunHo and JaeJoong snap open their eyes and in a second, their eyes meet before pulling their body away from each other abruptly. They search for the cause of the interruption and found Junsu and YooChun gawking at them with jaws dropped to the floor. O-oh! They had been caught!

A deep red color smeared on the royals face as they realized what they had been doing and what position they were once in. JaeJoong hastily stands up; his face is redder in color than what YunHo has on his face. “A-Ah! G-good morning, Su!” JaeJoong stutters as he spoke. What he received as a reply from Junsu and YooChun was just a silent froze and another gape of shock. Waiting for no reply, JaeJoong nervously said, “I-I think I need to go to the bathroom,” with that he rushes out of the bedroom and went straight to the bathroom, leaving the two and YunHo inside the room to explain for their acts. And as he rushes out, he walks pass with another five bewildered men outside the room when they noticed JaeJoong’s hurry.

“Are you okay, Jae-hyung?” ChangMin, still on the dining managed to yell a question at JaeJoong before a loud click of the bathroom door replies as an answer.

“I think he just needs it so badly,” Kangin made an assumption towards JaeJoong’s weird quickness.

“But he is red!” JaeJin said, “Did he and YunHo make something and caught by Junsu and YooChun-hyung?”

“Impossible. They just know each other for two days!” Kibum said with a logic sense.

“But sometimes impossible is the possibility…and people always said that love at first sight exists…” Leeteuk’s words silent the rambling they had and immediately sends a thought to each of them.

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JaeJoong leans his back to the closed door and slides down to squat, “What happened?” he whispers to himself as if afraid other people might heard his conversation with his heart.

He brought his hand up and traces his lips, “Did YunHo kiss me…? No… It’s not a kiss… It’s just lips contact…No…He didn’t kiss me….He didn’t…” he rambles with every though accompanies with a loud pound of the heart that he himself cannot control by every second, “It’s only a dream…Yeah, a dream...”

JaeJoong straight up from his squatting position and walks up to the faucet. He turns the tap on and splashes his face with the cold water.

JaeJoong stares at his figure on the mirror. Then his eyes travel to his lips. He touches it again and now he knew it is definitely not a dream. He’s definitely not dreaming! He can’t be because the softness of the other pair of lips was so real – so real that it cannot be only a dream.

“Jaejoongie, are you okay in there?” Leeteuk’s voice from the other side of the door broke JaeJoong’s thought away.

“Yes, Teukkie-hyung!”

“Alright, come out there. Have some breakfast,”

“I’ll be right there,” JaeJoong voices out though he doesn’t even sure by the confidence in his answer. He couldn’t face YunHo right now. Surely, it’ll going to be an awkward breakfast!

JaeJoong steps out of the bathroom and greets Leeteuk with a faint smile. Leeteuk sensed the lack of the cheerful smile and couldn’t help but asked why. “Are you okay?”

“Yes, hyung. I’m just a bit…sleepy,” he lied.

“Oh well then, have some breakfast first then you can go back to sleep,”

“Thanks, hyung,”

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“It’s not what you guys think!” YunHo said without being asked. “I was just….I was just…” he stutters nervously at the two men who were smirking at him.

“Oh! Just admit it!” YooChun teases with the smirk still on.

“Yeah, I mean, we saw it with our own eyes…” Junsu said and YunHo’s face redden, “See… You are all red! Hahahah….” Junsu laughs out.

“No…I was just…” YunHo still denies though the obvious was already stated, “I-I…” his whisper barely audible. YooChun and Junsu laugh at the Prince’s embarrassment.

Suddenly, Leeteuk came to the picture as he heard a commotion inside the room, “What’s going on?” he asks, confused.

“Hyung! You know what?!” Junsu said - more like screaming excitedly.

“What?”

Seeing what is coming, YunHo’s face reddened more than before. He shakes his head towards Junsu as if asking to stop talking but his effort was useless when Junsu’s refused to look at the nervous Prince.

“YunHo and Jae-hyung…They-” Junsu’s sentence was muffled when he felt someone’s was palming his mouth. It was JaeJoong.

JaeJoong was about to go to the dining table when he heard Junsu’s loud squeaking voice screaming something related to him and YunHo. He thought for awhile then quickly dashed to the room as he knew what Junsu was about to talk. Noticing that Junsu was about to tell Leeteuk, JaeJoong immediately shut Junsu’s mouth and at the same time avoiding YunHo’s gaze towards him. He just needs to avoid the man for awhile.

“Haha…Su, why don’t we have some breakfast?” JaeJoong let out a nervous chuckle.

Junsu peeled off the hand against his mouth, “But I already had one. Anyway, Leeteuk-hyung-”

“Hahah…We could have one again!” Junsu’s line was once again stopped as Junsu was being dragged out of the room. The two was later followed by YooChun and a confused-looking Leeteuk, leaving YunHo inside the room alone, deep in thought.

But his thought was interrupted as ChangMin suddenly barged in and grab him by the hand out of the room, “Let’s have breakfast, hyung,” Somehow the formality has vanishes to somewhere.

“Ah...Yes…”

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Just exactly what JaeJoong had thought – the breakfast is awkward. He thought that by sitting away from YunHo will reduce the awkwardness but it seems like it is more awkward than what he it seems.

JaeJoong sit in between of ChangMin and YooChun but as he thought that was the safest place away from YunHo, it was the worst. YunHo is sitting in front of him – exactly in front of him. And what more getting into JaeJoong’s nerve is that he couldn’t look up because if he did so, he is extremely sure that he’ll meet YunHo’s eyes, in which that what he avoided the most. So throughout the breakfast, JaeJoong decided to just look down and he nearly succeeds to the end of the breakfast until someone starts a conversation with him, causing him just to have to look upwards. It was Kangin and what worst is that he is sitting next to YunHo.

“JaeJoongie, are you okay? You seem down today,”

“…I'm okay,”

“Of course he is okay! I mean, he and YunHo-hyung-” YooChun exclaimed loudly which gain all of the men’s attention but JaeJoong pinched YooChun’s lap to stop him from talking, “Ouch! Hyung!” he pouts to JaeJoong.

“Why don’t you eat this meat? It’s yummy!” without notice, a big piece of meat was shove into YooChun’s mouth by JaeJoong and earn a group of bewildered expression from the men who don’t know what was going on.

“What happened to him and YunHo-hyung?” JaeJin, who was sitting next to Junsu, take the courage to whisper at him. Though it was barely an audible whisper but today JaeJoong’s ears were more sensitive than the other days.

Junsu took a peek at JaeJoong – who was obviously glaring at him to just shut up, before turning to JaeJin and lean to his ears. Junsu doesn’t care what the Princess might do to him but he as the royal couple’s shipper, he needs to spread the news.

“He and Prince YunHo…”Junsu whispers to JaeJin’s ears, “OUCH!” and end up yelling into JaeJin’s ear when he felt a stinging pain on his lap. He retreated from the position and glare at JaeJoong who he knew as the factor of the pain, “JAE-HYUNG!”

As if a deaf, JaeJoong ignores Junsu’s shout of his name and avert his attention to the nearly empty plate in front of him. But as a fact, JaeJoong’s not a deaf. He caught a small chuckle from the man in front of him who he knew as YunHo’s.

YunHo chuckles at the scene in front of him; JaeJoong is sure a cute man.

“Alright! I don’t know what is going on but I am going to find out,” Kangin said.

“Me too,” Leeteuk, JaeJin, ChangMin and Kibum said in unison.

“By the way, YunHo, I think I found your car but I can’t seem to help to get it back here as the car is locked,” Kangin said to YunHo.

“The car key is in my coat, I’ll get it,” YunHo stands up.

“No, I’ll get it for you besides I will just go straight to work and you can finish your breakfast and wash up, alright?”

“Oh…Thanks,”

“No problem,” He smiles at YunHo before turning to his dongsaengs, “Okay guys, finish up, we have to go to work,”

“Alright, hyung!” they all said in unison. “So that means, JaeJoong will stay here with YunHo?” ChangMin asks.

“Of course. Now, hurry up!” immediately, all of them were already out of the house, leaving YunHo and JaeJoong inside and ChangMin who still packing his things.

“What? But…”

“Yes! Hyung, can you make me some cake? I am craving for some, thank you!” ChangMin pecks JaeJoong’s cheek before dashing out joining his hyungs who were already making their way.

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After the seven men were completely out of door as the door was closed by ChangMin, JaeJoong straighten up in his sitting position, “I’ll do the dishes,” he said with a sense of uncomforted and collect the dirty and empty plates on the table. Honestly, amongst the kitchen chores, doing the dishes is what JaeJoong despised the more but as today was an exceptional, he has to do it himself. Today, his mission is to avoid the Prince who had kissed him – or what it was seem to be called as ‘lips contact’ by JaeJoong.

“I’ll help you,” YunHo offers, which shocks JaeJoong more that he almost dropped the plates in his hands.

“No thanks, why don’t you go shower up or watch TV?” say yes, please! JaeJoong thought. He couldn’t afford to be close with YunHo anymore, he might just die is if the man took a step closer to him. He’ll not be able to control his heart and might just end up having a sudden heart attack!

“I could do it later. Here, let me help you. Those seem heavy,” YunHo took the burden inside JaeJoong’s hand and accidentally brushing his skin with JaeJoong’s.

‘See what I mean?! I might just die! Oh my, I can’t breathe! Shit!’ JaeJoong yells inside his mind as his heart starts to act vigorous again.

The clanking of the ceramic plate sends JaeJoong back from his thought. “Alright, you can do the dishes. I’ll just go have shower,” with that JaeJoong rushed out from to the kitchen to the bathroom to have some refreshing shower.

“What…” YunHo stood there, blinking his eyes. His plan to talk with JaeJoong vanished just like that as JaeJoong was obviously avoiding him. He must work some way out to apologize to JaeJoong. “…the heck?” He must say he didn’t understand his action back then.

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JaeJoong came out from the bathroom with a fresh-feeling body. The misery he had, had disappeared with the help of washing by the cold water. At least that’s what he thought.

After fully-clothed, JaeJoong decides to make the cake that ChangMin had asked him to do. He passes through the living room and caught YunHo figure sitting on the couch, watching TV program. YunHo’s neck was still wrapped with a towel, his hair still dripping of water. JaeJoong doesn’t realize that Yunho had taken his shower which JaeJoong assumed he took it in the other bathroom. JaeJoong must have spent hours in the bathroom to not realize that.

As JaeJoong walks, he prays for YunHo to not to notice his presence but, “Oh hey, JaeJoong! Want to watch TV together?” YunHo speaks.

The word ‘together’ brings JaeJoong’s mind back to this early morning. They slept on the same bed – together – in the same blanket – together – hugging – together – waking up – together. And now watching TV – together?

‘Ahhhhhhhh!’ JaeJoong scream in his mind. ‘I'm going crazy if he still here!’

“No, I promise ChangMin to make some cake,” he answers dully before continuing to the Kitchen.

“Want me to help?”

‘Now baking cake together?’ he thought ‘could he at least leave me alone?!’

“No!”

“Okay…” a sense of disappointment in YunHo’s voice caught JaeJoong’s attention. JaeJoong felt bad for saying that to the Prince. But he couldn’t do more or less, he feels like avoiding the Prince today but at the same time he doesn’t want to hurt the man’s feeling. It is within seconds that JaeJoong finally reaches his conclusion.

“Alright, you can help me but! Don’t mess up! Do you understand?”

YunHo felt his face brightened when JaeJoong gave his agreement, “Really?”

JaeJoong didn’t answer. Instead he just gives him a slight nod that he doubts YunHo could catch. But he didn’t intend to answer YunHo because it feels useless to answer and if he does so too, he still could not take back his words, could he? A part of him regrets it but somehow, despite that, JaeJoong felt a tint of redness occur on his face - He blushed for some unknown reason.

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“What do you want me to do?” YunHo asks as he searched for something he doesn’t really sure of, amongst the bunch of raw material on the kitchen counter. He grabs for an egg but it end up cracking inside his hands as he squeezed it too hard – revealing the stick yellow yolk and white substance. He had to admit that he never dealt with an egg before, let alone this bunch of things on the table that some of it he had never seen before. After all, he is a Prince who has people doing his order at the tip of his fingers.

“Watch what you are doing!” JaeJoong shrieks as he took the mess from YunHo’s hand. He shook his head as he did so.

“I'm sorry…”

“Aish…Alright. Now I want you to beat the egg yolk and then mix some flour into it. Make sure you do it properly,” JaeJoong sounded like a mom supervising her little 3-years-old daughter doing the right thing in the kitchen.

JaeJoong cracks four eggs into the glass bowl then he separated the yellow away from the white, leaving the white alone and the yellow inside another bowl. JaeJoong watches as YunHo hesitantly take the bowl out of his hand and put it on the counter. At first, a little frown was drawn on JaeJoong’s head by just looking the completely clueless YunHo struggling to complete the mixing but the serious expression didn’t last long and changes into a smile as he found that YunHo looked cute handling the easy task.

After couple of beating, the eggs balance the yellow color, now it’s time for YunHo to mix some flour. YunHo took the packet of flour and cut it open, “Slowly…Don’t put too much,” JaeJoong instructed. YunHo nods as a reply.

YunHo carefully hang the packet up so that the amount of the white solid flowed exactly as required. Accidentally, YunHo’s finger slips and the packet fall to the counter with a loud thud. The white powder emits up from the packet as the result of the impact and directly the powder smear carelessly onto YunHo’s face.

YunHo turns to JaeJoong and pouts as if that’s an apologizing look. The little frown that disappeared from JaeJoong just now reappeared to be a deep frown. “I'm truly sorry… I didn’t mean to… I-I-”

“Aish…” JaeJoong took the towel hanging at the kitchen shelves and he walks to YunHo just to stop in front of him. “I said to do it properly…” he said as he wipes the flour from YunHo’s face. It’s the same proximity again – the proximity that JaeJoong tried to avoid but end up making it again himself.

“I'm sorry…” YunHo whispers as he gazes to JaeJoong’s eyes and pouts.

JaeJoong bit his lips. ‘Argh! Stupid you JaeJoong! You just gave him a chance!’

JaeJoong doesn’t realize that his hand that was supposed to wipe the powder off from YunHo had stop still on YunHo’s cheek as he reply the gazes.

“JaeJoong…about this morning,” YunHo holds the hand on his cheek with his right hand. “I'm sorry… I didn’t mean to… I-I’m not thinking straight… I-I…I-I just...don’t understand myself…”

JaeJoong felt disappointment streak down to his disappoint bone. YunHo didn’t take that kiss seriously, did he? He didn’t understand himself. Confused, maybe? But that what JaeJoong wanted right? No bond between them, but why did JaeJoong feel empty? He too doesn’t understand himself.

“Oh...it’s okay. So let’s continue!” he wanted to drop the topic off quickly as he was quite uncomfortable with it.

“Okay…” YunHo too felt so.

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They didn’t realize that it was about 3 in the evening. They spent too much time together from when the started to bake to the time the cake was completely done. JaeJoong asked YunHo about the taste and gladly YunHo savor the sweet spongy feeling of the cake. He praised JaeJoong to make a good mother and never did he know his appraisement end up with a red color on both of their faces. Then, they chat and talk as if they were friends right from the beginning and they grow closer by each conversation they started.

YunHo thinks that he and JaeJoong were like long-lost friends. Everything that he suggested, JaeJoong will always support with a ‘yes’ or the reason beyond the ‘yes’ as if YunHo is the rain while JaeJoong is the earth the rain pour to or YunHo and JaeJoong were like music and rhythm blended perfectly together. YunHo also talked about his family back at North and how he hates being a Crown Prince where all the attentions were always drawn to him or how he despised the politic matters. And as if YunHo thinks that JaeJoong too from the royals, JaeJoong seems to understand how living in palace is like. But from JaeJoong’s secretive behavior about his own family, YunHo couldn’t help but to sense that JaeJoong was hiding something to him.

The door slits open a little and Kibum peeks into it. He notices that JaeJoong and YunHo were talking closely on the couch at the living room. JaeJoong was laughing happily beside YunHo while YunHo was seemly into telling JaeJoong a joke. A smile stretched on Kibum’s face before he closed the door back.

“We might not want to disturb the couple,” he smiles to his six other companions.

“Okay! Let’s go our land!” JaeJin exclaims excitedly. The others agree with the suggestion.

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The phone inside YunHo’s pants vibrates vigorously before it releases a loud ringtone. Yunho doesn’t know that this house has a phone signal… Oh well…

“Excuse me…” YunHo said to JaeJoong. “Hello?... Oh…I'm at friends…No! I was just spending my night here… What?! No! Aish… I don’t have a girlfriend! I was about to return but it rained yesterday so you expect me to drive that late? Why don’t you think?! I might get crashed, you know? Aish…Alright! I’ll be there….Bye. I said alright! Yeah, yeah, yeah! Bye!” with that he hung up the phone, leaving JaeJoong staring at his sudden change of behavior.

“I'm sorry for that. That’s a call from the palace. I have some business to do and I think I have to go…” YunHo said with a sad tone. He wanted to spend the time more with the beautiful man; he just couldn’t get enough of it. If it is possible, he just wants to spend forever with that man.

“Okay. Goodbye then. I’ll fetch Aqua for you. I think she’s playing at the garden,” JaeJoong went to the back door and open it. A quick call for the name of ‘Aqua’, the little pet comes rushing to JaeJoong. He cradles the animal inside his arms and went back to YunHo. He finds YunHo was wearing his shoes at the door.

“Here…” JaeJoong hands Aqua to YunHo but the pet doesn’t even budge, instead she jumps off JaeJoong’s arms and curls itself at his leg. “No…No…You must go…” he squats down to pick Aqua up but the pet ends up running away from JaeJoong. “Hey!”

“I think she loves it here,”

“Yeah,”

“I’ll just leave her here,”

“But…”

“I’ll pick her on other day,”

“Oh…”

YunHo opens the door and stood there was his black car. Kangin must have sent it here. Yunho turned back to JaeJoong. A sadness of farewell glistened in his eyes. “Bye JaeJoong,” YunHo took the courage to kiss JaeJoong’s cheek – a very close area near his lips, and at the same time catching JaeJoong off-guard. YunHo smiles in victory at the reply he received.

Before YunHo gets a proper reply, he started his car’s engine and drove off before JaeJoong could even comprehend what was happening. His heart beats furiously for the umpteenth times that day. ‘Please say I don’t have any feeling to him…’

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Another update!

I have a question; do my writing style okay for you? Do I need to change it? Because I think it is so unlike me. So on this update, I tried to change it and end up what was I having right now but I can’t even differentiate which one is more okay to write with but both styles were fun to write, though. And this chapter was the longest, 4,012! Hohoho!

Please do comment, it means a lot!

Chapter 8

worth it

Someone who claimed as my loyal reader complains that I wrote too many Yunjae scenes… But is it really that bothering?

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“Tell me or die!” Another vicious command rang in the dark, scary room. It was a further continuous order from the lady since the man was locked up into the room. Boa had tried anything – from asking Hankyung softly to almost killing Hankyung just for the man to open up his mouth. But it seems none of Boa’s effort worked because Hankyung was really into protecting the Princess.

“Just kill me…” Another smack of punch landed on his stomach and Hankyung growls as the pain clenches his stomach tight.

“Oh I will but before that, tell me where is him! Why did you sacrifice yourself for that pest? It’s not going to worth it!” Boa persuades as he gestures to her men to continue beating Hankyung up.

“Then is killing Princess worth your time? Why?!” Hankyung’s voice was muffled by the sound of kicking and punching.

“It did! Then I’ll be rich! I’ll have the absolute power controlling this country, I’ll have every single human-pest kneeling before me and the key to my success is the death of that Princess of yours!” Boa evilly smirks at the pathetic-looking Hankyung.

“Why just this country? Why not the whole world?! It’s useless--”

“You’re asking too many shits! Stop wasting my time!” Boa snaps her finger and three men in black suits walks towards Hankyung, each of them having a weapon on each side of their arms. The three men proceed to untie Hankyung from his position. Just when Hankyung was about to have an idea of Boa releasing him, another idea popped up. Boa is never that generous!

“I want it done clean but efficient!” Boa said. Hankyung tried to make out the word utter by Boa up but he just couldn’t understand the meaning beyond the sentence. Is Boa going to kill him?

Hankyung was once again knocked down to the pain. He struggles at the pain before a complete darkness conquers his world. He doesn’t know what is going to happen to him but he had no other choice to save the Princess except calling for his own death.

‘I hope this worth it…’

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“DongHae! Why did you have to call me?~ I was busy~” YunHo whines and stomps his feet to the ground. The childish YunHo acts up again. And only DongHae, the prince’s bestfriend and at the same time personal guard knows this side of the manly Prince.

“But I have too~” DongHae whines and stomps his feet too.

“But I was busy~ Aish….” YunHo remembers he was being interrupted when he was chatting with his JaeJoong and a very irritating ring tone came to disturb his precious moment with his JaeJoong. And anyone who bothers him like that, have no nice future!

“Shh… Not too loud YunHo… You might scare people away…” DongHae whispers as he put his index finger against his lips.

YunHo automatically reacts the same, “Shhh…” pause “WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING?!” YunHo smacks DongHae’s head when he realized he was being tricked by the latter.

DongHae tries his hardest to suppress his laughter that seems to burst any second and well, it succeeds, “HAHAHAHA!” he laughed out loud.

“Yah! Yah! Yah!”

“HAHAH!”

“Yah!”

“Hah…

“…”

“…”

“Now please tell me why you called me?” Suddenly the childish YunHo transform back to the person he represents as the Crown Prince of the North. DongHae understand this Prince than anyone else did.

“Oh right! The King called about the things regarding your engagement with the South,” the personal guard explains. “But it seems that the South King had called him earlier on so the matter is quite settled now…”

“Now there is no important matter at the moment?”

“It seems so...”

“WHAT THE?! So you’re telling me I am back for nothing?! I could have kiss JaeJoong right now and now you’re telling me I am back for absolutely nothing?! Shit you!” YunHo stomps to his bedroom with the biggest pout on.

“JeJung? Who’s JeJung?”

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YunHo’s eyes run through the stacks of paper in front of him. When he end up at this big office of his, he doesn’t know but what he knows right now, he has just too many letters and document that just have too many endless line of character printed that he needed to read. He felt like quitting as the Crown Prince but as how much he had saw his hopeful looking parents, he threw the idea away. He is a person with responsibility who hates the words of ‘giving up’.

But as he sees how packed his table is, that thought of his seems to come back to him. This was nothing compared to such countless meeting he has to attend but this mountains of paper – mostly about people welfare and the political parties, is enough to make him goes crazy.

Yunho leans back to his chair and he rubs the bridge of his nose. Suddenly the image of the person that haunts his nights comes to view. “I wonder what he is doing…” YunHo speaks to himself as he closes his eyes. By the cooperation of his heart and mind, YunHo was able to draw the man’s figure more clearly - He is so beautiful.

“Is he thinking about me as much I am going crazy thinking about him?” YunHo unconsciously smiles to himself by the thought of JaeJoong thinking about him. He loves the man’s shy smile and he loves how melodious his voice is and he loves how sweet his name sounded like when utter by JaeJoong’s mouth. If this is what they called love, then Yunho doesn’t afraid of falling, in fact he wanted to fall deeper into it until he can’t even know the way out.

YunHo closes his eyes as he trails his finger against his lips; it still freshly lingered with JaeJoong’s sweet aromatic scent. He missed it already and seems like he couldn’t get enough of it. YunHo wants it again and this time he’ll make sure he’ll get the full-version of it. Like a maniac, YunHo’s smiles widened again.

His eyes snap open. ‘I want to meet him again!’ the thought jumps into YunHo’s mind but the darkness that creeps into his window breaking his spirit down. It’s already night! There’s no way he can travel there even if as fast as the Formula 1 speed. The least he can reach there was like 4 in the morning. He can’t suddenly appear there at 4am and scares the living being there away. It’s absurd. And yes, it is undeniable that YunHo could use his private jet instead but that just going to attract just too many attentions to him and obviously he despises that. YunHo doesn’t want any attention drew onto him except JaeJoong’s and YunHo too doesn’t want anyone attention gained to his beauty. He wants JaeJoong for himself, only. Call him selfish but doesn’t love is all the way like that?

Yes, he is sure deep in love…

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JaeJoong gazes outside the window. Time flied fast today. And now it was already dark, the moon had shown its face – it’s beautiful, always. And the stars were scattering across the black-colored sky. Is it always this beautiful or is he just pays no attention to the night nature before? But whatever it is, this is so heartwarming.

JaeJin tiptoes behind JaeJoong – ready to surprise calling him but as JaeJin’s eyes trail to JaeJoong’s feature, which is really into a thought, JaeJin stops to his ground. He gestures to Kibum about JaeJoong. Naughtily grinning, Kibum called out for JaeJoong’s name softly, “JaeJoong-hyung…”

No action…

“Jae-hyung…” Kangin and Leeteuk come to the picture. And it seems they wanted to play along.

“JaeJoongie…” A grin appears on each of the men. They totally know what is playing on JaeJoong’s mind by his oblivious state.

It was silent before JaeJin whispers to Leeteuk’s ears. They others starts to lean onto the both of them to eavesdrop. They all smirk at the idea whispered by JaeJin.

Then it was all silent again.

“Oh! Prince YunHo! What are you doing here?!”

“YunHo?!” JaeJoong snapped by the mention of the name of the person’s that is occupying all his thought. He averts his attention from the view to his back, only to be greeted by four men, laughing furiously at him. As JaeJoong realized that he was tricked, a red color appears at his cheek. “Yah!”

“Oh my, JaeJoongie… you should have seen your face!” Leeteuk said between his laugh. “You couldn’t be more obvious!”

“What are you trying to say here…?”

“You’re thinking about YunHo right?” Kangin said out loud.

“Wha..I’m not!”

“Then we should call YunHo here. He’s outside~ and seems like you wanted to see him…” Kibum joked and JaeJoong blankly believe what Kibum was saying.

“What?! No! Ahhh!” JaeJoong ran into his bedroom, hiding his red face from the other men. He slams the room’s door as he enters and straightly jumps to the bed, burying his face onto the pillow “Shit! This is shit!” he voiced out. “What did he think he is? Shittedly making me shitly crazy like this! Ahh!”

One symptoms of person in love - they grow crazy by thinking about the person they’re in love with. But is JaeJoong…?

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“Where are YooSu and ChangMin?” Kangin asks as they stop laughing at JaeJoong. They found it is rude to laugh at a Princess like that but who asked the Princess for being so dull like that? He deserved to be laugh at with no bad intention though.

“ChangMin is still eating and YooSu, I don’t know where they are either. They disappeared after we arrived home. They are acting weird at work today. More like they don’t even interact with each other. Are they okay?” Leeteuk says his worries.

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When they walk to work this morning, the atmosphere still seems okay but it changed when Junsu suddenly ignored YooChun. YooChun also sensed about Junsu’s sudden change of behavior but he thought Junsu was just having his mood swing and after awhile keeping silence in the air, YooChun began to get anxious. He tried to talk to Junsu but then ended being ignored. Seriously what did YooChun do to upset Junsu?

“Baby~” YooChun cooed to a pouting Junsu. “What did I do wrong?” he cups his lover’s face but Junsu shoves him away and turns to the other side. “Look, I am sorry baby, but can you at least give me a hint why you’re mad?”

Junsu stays quiet. His expression changed drastically when he remembers what YooChun had done this morning. And whatever YooChun had done, he is so unforgiveable!

Junsu looks out to the window, completely ignoring the man whose head is about to burst by thinking what misacting he had made. Then YooChun’s mind travel to this morning, when it is still going so perfectly fine, how he and Junsu discovered the royal couple was in one bed, and then to the great breakfast he had with all his family members including YunHo and JaeJoong and to the time he and his hyungs/dongsaengs were leaving for work. It was still perfect, he assumed. And when the misery starts was at their work place – right after YooChun steps into the building. So the problems must be in between their journey to work?

YooChun doesn’t remember anything wrong on their walk to work. As usual they walk pass their land in order to get there. They greeted the living animal there. YooChun had also pluck a fresh red flower from there and intended to give it to Junsu until an early twenties lady came to view who they known as a nearby villager – asking YooChun the way out to the mini grocery shop. And off course YooChun, being a gentleman gladly took her to her destination and when he did, he gave the flower that supposed to be Junsu’s to her…

Wait! Rewind please! Giving the flower that supposed to be Junsu’s to her?!

Oh no…his Junsu is jealous.

“Oh baby~ I am so very sorry… I am so sorry! I didn’t mean to… Forgive me, Su-baby?” YooChun, as if forcing Junsu’s attention to him, he palms Junsu’s face to look straight into his eyes.

“I'm surprised you remember your fault!” Junsu said sarcastically.

“But believe me, it was nothing more than me helping her. We as human should help each other, am I not right?” He stares at Junsu lovingly.

“But excuse me please, if helping means giving her the sweetest charming smile that was meant for me and mine only or giving her a very oh-so proper polite gentleman-like attitude until she almost falling head-over-heels to you, then it means no help at all! Seriously, helping doesn’t require that so cheesy looking smile or wriggling eyebrows or whatsoever! That is what you called flirting! And flirting with other people than me is forbidden to you!” Junsu pants as he said all the words in just amazingly almost one breathe.

“You’re obviously jealous, Su…” YooChun teases.

“Fucking hell yeah! So what? Can’t I get jealous over something that is officially mine?”

“But you are over reacting… It was just a help… You know I only love you right?” The slightly older man cradles his lover into an embrace. He buries his head onto Junsu’s hair, inhaling the unique scent of his only Junsu-baby.

“I know. I love you too,” Junsu whispers against YooChun’s broad shoulder – the shoulder that only Junsu fits and the shoulder that only fits for Junsu.

“So am I forgiven?”

“Not yet…”

YooChun pushes Junsu by his shoulder to meet face to face, “What…why?”

“I want you to apologize in other way than this…” the younger man smiles sneakily before pushing YooChun to lie onto the bed they were seated.

“I am so gladly to…” YooChun flips over so that Junsu was now underneath him. He leans in to kiss Junsu on the lips but the kiss broke as fast as it had started. Junsu pushes YooChun up from lying on top of him. “Why, baby?

“What are you doing, Chunnie?” Junsu gave YooChun a seductive smile.

“I was apologizing…”

“And what did it have to do with kissing me?”

“But you said you wanted me to apologize in other way…”

“So you know what the ‘other way’ is?”

“Of course I do! You want me to make love to you…”

“Ohoho… No…You take this thing wrongly here, mister. I was saying my back aches; can you massage it for me?” =p

“What the…”

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YunHo couldn’t sleep, again. It’s been two days already but he had no time to travel south. And if he did, it will always be at night, when the city has come to sleep; people stop wandering around and return home to be enveloped into a warm blanket before coming to a deep slumber.

“I want to see him!” he cried desperately into the silent room. But as he glances to the clock, he shuts his mouth again. Two days and it always the same; morning, he will be the very responsible Prince, attending meeting here and there with some bunch of old folks - white hair, black suits and perfect to be called a gangster, discussing about things that bore YunHo to death end. Then at the afternoon, he’ll get to meet another group of high-classed men, the country’s minister and high-administrative official to have YunHo sits at the middle of the conference, all attention to him as if he is a man committing a very dangerous, death-risking crime. But frankly, YunHo isn’t, and he is not a rude person too. He came with a very welcoming smile – faked.

And then at night, YunHo will stare at the ceiling as if it can speak to him - Whispering JaeJoong’s name as he examines every single inch of the ceiling above him as if he can see JaeJoong’s face there. And when he was about to close his eyes, he’ll sure heard JaeJoong’s voice as if he was there, wanting YunHo to keep opening his eyes. And YunHo did to the command. He just wanted to make sure that is it really JaeJoong or just his illusion. But he’ll always get the latter no matter how hard he hoped JaeJoong was there. In the end, he gets no sleep at all. And it continues happen for two straight nights. He might just die if JaeJoong keeps haunting him. So, he decides to come to his conclusion, “I’ll see him tomorrow no matter what happens!”

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Hankyung squint his eyes, “Where am I?” he whispers as darkness greets him. He is sure not at the palace judging at the darkness that surrounds him. Palace never gets dark, is it not? Or the palace is having blackout? What happened actually?

“So you are awake?” A hand grasps Hankyung by his hair, causing him to jerk his head upwards, only to meet with a man that Hankyung could make out as one of the lady’s followers. “Boa asked me to kill you,” he said carelessly like life and death of someone isn’t a matter, “But I might reconsider if you tell me what Boa wants…” he added.

“I don’t know what she wants…” Hankyung said weakly.

“Okay… Then any last word?” he stands straight from his squatting position and reach back for something. Hankyung was about to open his mouth to protest – he tried to once, but a gun is pointed straight into Hankyung’s face. Hankyung knew it is his time. ‘Live happily, Princess…’

“Believe in God…” Hankyung closes his eyes. He felt like shutting every organ in his body right now. If he was to die, that way is what he wanted. He wants to die by peace not by being killed. Being killed, murdering – those just were not Hankyung’s way.

“I’ll think about it,” the man said arrogantly. Hankyung waits patiently for the trigger to be pulled and the bullet to be shot directly into his heart. He waited and then a click of trigger come to be heard, it was a mere second before Hankyung’s body collapses as he felt the killing pain of the bullet shoving into his abdomen. He thought it will be at his heart. Nevertheless the pain never eased as it continues to spread all over Hankyung’s body and make every single part of his body numb. Drop by drop of blood leaked from the impact, pooling at around Hankyung’s completely weak body.

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I hate global warming!

Chapter 9

feelings

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11.42am, that’s what the clock shows.

JaeJoong, acting like a completely lost maniac wonders along the house. The seven men were still sleeping soundly inside their bedrooms including Kangin who once said that sleeping the day away is bad for health but he, himself is still sleeping, cuddling with his beloved on the bed. What happened to the once quite commanding Kangin? He vanishes when the day shows that it is a holiday today – its Sunday after all, of course the bunch of young men decided to sleep inside their comfy bedroom rather than doing nothing but wide awake.

But JaeJoong is absolutely different. He can’t sleep. He just couldn’t. How he is supposed to sleep when there are so much thought occupying his average-brain. He tried to once but he end up going to the kitchen, making himself a cup of black-coffee. He doesn’t care if that will just make him harder to even blink his eyes but he needs something that can comfort him and a cup of coffee will certainly do. Then without him realizing it was already morning when he was too deep into the flashes. He took a long refreshing shower then made himself a very healthy but delicious breakfast – just how he liked it, before settling himself onto the couch, allowing the scene of beautiful garden outside the window engulfed his view.

JaeJoong suddenly remembered about his parents at the palace. How are they doing? Are they fine? Did they eat well? Did they have sleep well? Are they having problems of work? Did the work disturb their usual quality time together? Did they think about JaeJoong? Did they miss him? The endless questions came as JaeJoong brought his mind to the palace he used to live. JaeJoong just want to answer the questions himself. He wanted to answer it by returning to the palace. But it’s not time yet. The time has not yet come.

The grandfather clock dinged as it shows 12am. Then after a few seconds the sound of door bell can be heard. JaeJoong wonders who could be coming at the house at this time of afternoon. Gaining his postures, JaeJoong slowly walks toward the door. He turned the knob open and come to face a person’s back. “Can I help you?” JaeJoong was really into his world that he doesn’t realize that it was YunHo that ringed the door.

“Hi JaeJoong…” Yunho greets with a hug and a kiss on the cheek catching JaeJoong for the second time off-guard to the kiss on the cheek.

“Oh Yunho, Hi! Come in…” JaeJoong nervously invites. Of all things, JaeJoong can’t deal with the nervous feeling he had every time he meets YunHo. “Have you had your breakfast?”

“JaeJoong, it supposed to be lunch time, isn’t it?” YunHo chuckles at JaeJoong’s adorableness. He could just pinch JaeJoong’s cheek but he holds the urge away.

Because he had thought deeply last night, his feeling - he wanted to confess…

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“Wonnie…I'm bit tired. I think I couldn’t attend today’s conference…”Heechul weakly says. How many days since their JaeJoong’s death? Heechul decides to just let it go. Let just JaeJoong be a memory – a wonderful memory that was once brought an absolute happiness to this royal couple. No, Heechul had not yet given JaeJoong up. He just treasuring JaeJoong at one part of his heart that forever be locked and no one can ever open and by doing that, he must let JaeJoong’s soul be free. He is sure that his Jaejoongie wants his umma and appa to be just happy.

“Okay dear, I think you should rest too. You’ve been doing all the works for the straight four days. I'm so worry if you will suddenly collapse,” Siwon averts his attention from the document in front of him to the burden of his wife on his laps.

“I know you do. I’ll just have some food before I go rest,” the wife said as he kisses his husband on the forehead.

“Listen here sweetheart,” Siwon’s tone suddenly become serious, “We know that we just lost our Jaejoongie but I want you to know that you will always have me to lean on. And I want you to know that no matter what happens, I always love you, do you get me?” he added.

Heechul nods. The tear that Heechul hold back for the past four days come to be shed in front of his husband – the last person that he wants to see his tear.

“Do you want me to send you to the dining room?”

“No, Wonnie. I’ll just go myself. You have works, right?”

“Alright, love. I’ll see you later. I love you,”

“I love you too…” Heechul smiles faintly before straightening up his sitting position. He gives Siwon a peck on the forehead and walks out of the room.

As he steps outside, Heechul’s personal assistant – Kyuhyun comes to view – asking Heechul what he wants to do next and Heechul said that he wanted to be alone for awhile. Kyuhyun nods politely and quickly backs away from Heechul. At some times, Heechul is happy that he has such an understanding assistant.

Frankly, Heechul is not hungry neither do tired. He just wanted the time of him alone – away from burdening himself to work. It was four days without stop that Heechul completes his job as a queen but he didn’t undergo the feeling of tired. He just himself – who lost nearly whole part of his soul.

Without having a direct destination inside the huge palace, Heechul come to an halt in front of his son’s most favorite place in this gold-caged palace. The flowers seem to lose its color without JaeJoong here – caring every single plant in this huge beautiful garden and as if the living plants understood the lost of their caretaker, everyday, one by one the beauty scenery started to fade, engulf in sorrow although they were just too many royal gardeners that can take care of the plants but it seems they flowers only want to be touched by JaeJoong.

Heechul doesn’t realize that a pair of evil eyes staring deep into his broken figure. If eyes could kill, it would have long time ago. The hatred towards the royal family seems to explode in the form of angst as she remembers what they had took what was rightfully hers.

Approaching the Queen, Boa’s hatred grows stronger by each step she had taken. “The weather seems nice today,” she says as she stands meters apart from the man.

Heechul turns to his back and greeted by the woman he despised the most. He wonders what the woman is doing here – sneaking at his back only to express about how the weather seems.

Heechul didn’t reply to her because he knew, deep inside he will only get hurt if he starts a conversation with this sarcastic lady. “I wonder if it’s going to rain or not,” but Boa still keep on trying. “Like people always said, sometimes what you see is not always what you will get in the end,”

Giving up his quiet state, Heechul firmly said, “What do you want?”

Boa just gives him a sly smile. Judging from the Queen’s current state, Boa knew there’s a sign of her winning over Heechul in this conversation. “Don’t be too harsh, your highness. It’s not good for your health moreover after your beloved son’s death. He’ll get worry if you’re sick, you know that right?”

A glisten of sadness flashes Heechul’s eyes at the mention of his son. This woman deliberately doing so, isn’t she? She wanted to make Heechul gone insane over that, isn’t she? Well, not today! He will try his best to hide even if it pains him, “Of course I know that. And for your information, I’m doing just well. I will not get sick. What makes you think like that? I know JaeJoong wants me happy and that’s what I am going to do. But I can’t seem to be happy by seeing you here so can you go somewhere else but here?”

The previous statement hit Boa right on the spot. Heechul can get more sarcastic more than she can when he is obviously pissed and that extremely pisses Boa. “Oh well… I'm going now. Nice meeting you here,” ‘You bastard!’ she wanted to add.

‘He will get it soon! When he knew his little fucking baby is alive and murdered again by the beautiful hands of mine then he will regret!’ Boa declared her war.

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Yunho and JaeJoong had a really wonderful time. They enjoyed the lunch together; JaeJoong cooked and YunHo helped and later they sat together, facing each other as their stomachs were filled. As always, every time JaeJoong cooked, YunHo will always praise as if saying he never tasted this really excellent food before then JaeJoong will end up shy all over his body. That’s what they did but that’s what they love – teasing each other with blushes on face.

After finishing their lunches, YunHo suggested for them to take a walk. And JaeJoong immediately agreed. Thanks to the two days (only) knowing each other, if not JaeJoong would have shoved the man out the window for suddenly asking for a walk.

They chatted and joked along the walk – a couple of teases, a light hand slap on the arms, a contented laughs, smiles and furious hearts pound. And deep inside the both men’s heart, the found they love the feeling very much.

They both came to a stop at the familiar surroundings. The place where definitely guarantee peace and calmness – the place where they both enjoyed their first hug. It is still the same, the greenness of the grassland, the beautiful view of the perfectly arranged mountain far in front of them, the stillness blue of the sky hovering over and it all completes again with the presence of the both man, stepping on its ground.

JaeJoong childishly ran to the group of cute animal and as if immediately, the animals ran back to JaeJoong as if they had known JaeJoong for long. YunHo just stood there, watching in awe the interaction between the two.

“YunHo, come here…” JaeJoong waves over YunHo. YunHo obediently obeyed as he makes his way towards a squatting JaeJoong.

“This is cute...” YunHo exclaims excitedly as he cradles a white rabbit.

“Eh? Your Aqua is here…” JaeJoong spots the Prince’s pet surrounded by another type of animal. JaeJoong laughs when he notices the white-living animal was fighting playfully with them.

YunHo blankly stares at JaeJoong’s laughing figure. Seeing the other man makes YunHo wonders what will he going to say at JaeJoong.

‘I think I like you, JaeJoong-ah,’ No! YunHo is sure that his feeling is more than ‘like’; it was a certain ‘love’

‘I love you, JaeJoong,’ Nah. That’s too straight-forward.

‘Please be mine, JaeJoong?’ Hey! That’s what people used to propose an engagement or wedding. That can’t be used!

“YunHo?” JaeJoong notices that YunHo was at his own world by judging at that blank expression. He wonders what YunHo is thinking so he decides to ask. “Are you okay?” he asks worriedly.

YunHo snaps back from his thought and smiles sweetly at JaeJoong, “Umm…JaeJoong?”

“Yes?”

“I have something to say to you…” he pulls JaeJoong to a standing position then he stands in front of JaeJoong, facing JaeJoong eyes-to-eyes.

“W-What is it?” JaeJoong, with unknown reason felt a rush of nervousness onto his body by hearing the sudden change of YunHo’s voice.

YunHo inhales deeply before he stares at JaeJoong’s dark eyes. He felt his heart pounds extra, extra beat than how it was supposed to, causing the blood pumped and burst extra speed to his brain, making him dizzy suddenly. But that’s not the case now, he has a matter of important case right in front of him. He has to confess before someone else did or before someone else snatch JaeJoong away and claim him their’s. YunHo has to take this chance no matter what. The dream of having this man his is just a few seconds away.

“I think…” YunHo staggers at his words. Which one should he choose? Number 1 or 2 or 3? “I like you…” Number 1 indeed. “No scratch that, I love you!” Okay, he changed to Number 2. Wait! There’s more, “Could you please be mine?” Oh! It’s miracle! He used all the magic words into one complete confessing sentence!

Right after YunHo says all his words, he bends his head down to look at the ground as if that’s where the answer will come from. He felt relieve. He had release it few seconds ago and now waiting for the answer is the pinnacle part. What would he say?

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A pair of bloody hands grasp at carelessly on the air as if searching for something. He is weak and he knew his energy has come to zero but this is only his chance to at least give a sign about the incoming danger. Let the energy be none but just don’t let him die just yet, he prays inside.

He opens his eyes, struggling to stand up despite the really painful feeling he endures seeping his abdomen. Hankyung successfully stands up although he can break down again in a matter of few seconds. He reaches out for something at least a thing that can break his fall and luckily his hand comes to feel something beside him. He couldn’t make up what was it but as darkness slowly fading and light rushing into his slit-open eyes, he sense that he is in a jungle. The thing he was grasping was a tree – a very tall tree.

Blood continues to seep out from his injured part but he ignored it. He wanted to search for the thing he wanted to meet – the Princess. No matter what, he must search for the Princess before death calling him.

He limps towards nowhere he recognized as a human habitant. A tree, then another tree and another, that’s what he only saw and it seems it continues to be endless. He shambles away again until he felt of giving up. But he can’t. He couldn’t. It’s about the Princess’s life and he couldn’t be selfish. He must order the Princess out of there before the evil comes to his way. Once, the palace is the most dangerous place but now, more or less, that’s the only place where the Princess can shelter under the King and Queen’s protection because he knew, he couldn’t protect the Princess anymore.

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“W-What do you mean you…love me?” JaeJoong was completely wordless at YunHo’s unexpected confession. It was faster than JaeJoong had expected. Two days…and YunHo already loves him? What is he? A toy? Certainly not! This is just absurd and JaeJoong couldn’t accept without further explanation.

“I love you from the start,” YunHo had the courage to face JaeJoong when he heard the latter’s voice. “I fell the first time I laid my eyes on you, the first time I ever heard you calling my name, the first time I hugged you, the first time I kissed you. I know it was all sudden but I couldn’t help it. I couldn’t stop thinking about you. You conquer my light, my darkness; you conquer everything until I couldn’t breathe. And when I know I couldn’t bear to feel like I want to see you all the time, I know I had fallen deep into you,” All sudden, JaeJoong felt embarrassed to YunHo’s confession. So, it’s not just him that keep thinking about him but YunHo too think about JaeJoong. And he loves him. JaeJoong looks away from YunHo’s eyes that were now full with love and love only. He is afraid to that stare. “Look at me, JaeJoong,” YunHo cups either side of JaeJoong’s face, forcing him to look at him, him only. “I love you, that’s all I know when I am with or without you for this past few day… So can you accept my feeling?”

A sense knocks onto JaeJoong head. This man doesn’t know him yet, how can he confess all of sudden? This is funny. YunHo hasn’t known about JaeJoong yet. JaeJoong assumed that YunHo hasn’t known JaeJoong full name yet, isn’t he? About JaeJoong’s family? About JaeJoong’s royal background? Love always blind, right? But JaeJoong isn’t thus he cannot accept this joke. “I-I cannot accept this… This is funny…”JaeJoong fake a chortle though inside he knows he’ll regret what his mouth had said. His mouth acted fast this day, isn’t it?

“But why JaeJoong?” YunHo nearly screams in shock. No one have ever rejected him but now why? Is YunHo not perfect enough? Is YunHo stupid? No, that’s not the certain answer.

“You don’t know me, YunHo. You’re naïve. A prince shouldn’t be naïve, YunHo. You don’t know me, you don’t know my family but you had already said that…what? You love me?” JaeJoong was hurt by his own words, let alone YunHo.

“But we can get to know each other. Trust me; I’ll get to know you better. Give me a chance, JaeJoong?” first time in his life, YunHo begs.

JaeJoong shoves YunHo’s hand away from his face and starts to back away, “I think we shouldn’t see each other anymore, Yunho. Moreover, dating a Prince is harder than what we thought, YunHo…” he said before he turns his back away and starts to walk away.

YunHo couldn’t comprehend what was happening. JaeJoong rejected him because he said dating a prince is hard? Or YunHo doesn’t know about JaeJoong family? Before YunHo could ask or answer himself anymore, he breaks into a fit of running – chasing JaeJoong.

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“Where is Jae-Hyung?” ChangMin asks as he exits the bathroom - asking no one in particular as he was speaking to his now relaxing hyungs/dongsaeng/lover.

Just when someone opened his mouth to answer, the main door slams open and enter a rushing JaeJoong. He ignores the seven men who were looking at him weirdly as he makes his way to his room. After a few moments, YunHo comes in – also rushing, running chasing JaeJoong.

JaeJoong has already inside his room and ready to close and lock the door but as he pushes the door close, a hand quickly sneak in to stop the door from being closed. YunHo intended to push the door open from outside, while inside, JaeJoong was pushing his effort out to defend the room from being invaded by YunHo. And obviously the strong ones win.

JaeJoong tries again but suddenly YunHo screams out loud, saying that he is in pain, “JaeJoong, stop it! It hurts! Ah!”

Almost immediately, JaeJoong releases his grip onto the door and opens the door wide, “Are you okay?” JaeJoong said with worry tone inside his voice. He cradles YunHo’s arm into his and nurses the injured part. “I'm sorry…” his voice faded as he looks down, still caressing YunHo’s arm.

“Do you love me back?” out of nowhere, Yunho asks. JaeJoong was caught off-guard again.

“I…”

“Look here, JaeJoong… I--”

“I don’t know!” JaeJoong exclaims suddenly.

“JaeJoong, it’s either yes or no…”

“I…don’t know myself…”

“I’ll kiss you and if you return it, we are officially lovers…” (A stolen statement of YooChun’s from ‘come to play’)

JaeJoong felt nervous, his hearts pounds that rate again as YunHo leans in and closes his eyes. Should he return it? It was honest that JaeJoong doesn’t know his feeling. He likes YunHo for sure but he is not sure if he loves him.

A pair of warm lips collides with JaeJoong. It was so tempting. JaeJoong widens his eyes at first as his heart screams to him to return the kiss. YunHo moves his lips to JaeJoong’s lower lip. He sucks and licks it – making JaeJoong to have the urges more –the urges to give in. It was slow, lingering and soft – totally making someone insane but JaeJoong hasn’t decides yet. He hasn’t. Then YunHo tilts his head to the other side, to get the better angle of JaeJoong’s lips. YunHo’s hands on either sides of JaeJoong’s neck – keeping it still from moving. Then YunHo tilts to the other side again, it repeats continuously – right, left, right, left unstops. JaeJoong stays still; he could only see YunHo’s closed eyes, the figure of the man in front of him savoring his lips.

YunHo felt like giving up from the no reaction he receives from the other man. He grows tired of his own action and pull away slightly – keeping their lips still in contact. He opens his eyes to meet JaeJoong’s in front of him. Then giving up, he started to completely pull away. JaeJoong is not in love with him. That’s the conclusion.

Sensing that YunHo was about to pull away, JaeJoong quickly closes his eyes. In his mind, let this be the huge mistake he ever done but he knew needs to be loved and to love. JaeJoong’s hands cling onto YunHo’s neck to stop him from moving. And he returns the kiss.

YunHo smiles against the contact they made. Scratch the earlier conclusion! JaeJoong loves him; that’s the new conclusion. “Mmm…I..think…I do…” JaeJoong mumbles between the kiss.

Never in YunHo’s life had he felt like he grows wing on each sides of his body and flies to the sky high. Screaming, ‘JaeJoong do love me!’ then returns back to the earth to kiss JaeJoong senselessly. YunHo broke the contact apart – they didn’t go far than just making contact, they didn’t invade each other…for now but YunHo knew he will soon when JaeJoong is head-over-heels to him and YunHo, heels-to-head over JaeJoong.

“We’re now lovers…” YunHo states for a confirmation. JaeJoong nods shyly.

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JaeJoong led YunHo out after the couple of teasing they get from the seven men inside of the house, saying that they should get married already. YunHo vowed to the seven he will while JaeJoong just hung his head down, hiding the creeping disease called blushing.

“I’ll see you again. Tomorrow, maybe?” YunHo said sadly. He just got a few hours to spend at the house and he felt it was only like a few minutes, no, seconds. It only felt like seconds that JaeJoong had become his, JaeJoong said that he loves him too, JaeJoong returns his kisses. It only felt like damn seconds to YunHo.

“Yes…”

“Bye…” YunHo bid his farewell but his grips were still tight onto JaeJoong’s hands. “I'm going to miss you…very badly…” he pouts.

“You’ll see me tomorrow, right?” JaeJoong giggles as YunHo’s kiss his palms. “You should get going…”

“But I don’t want to… I want to stay here…with you…” YunHo stares at JaeJoong’s eyes lovingly and JaeJoong within a second melts into a puddle located at place called YunHo’s land and labeled as ‘YunHo’s property’.

“Don’t act childish, YunHo…” JaeJoong laughs softly.

“Alright…but there’s one thing we left out…”

“And that would be…?”

“Boo!”

“What?”

“You’re my boo, now… My baby boojae…”

“What’s that?”

“My nickname to you, baby boojae… Do you have some for me too?” YunHo looked at JaeJoong cutely.

“No. I don’t,” JaeJoong bluntly said ignoring the growing pout in YunHo’s lips.

“No? Alright! Then I would not leave!”

“Alright, Yunbear…”

“Yunbear?!” YunHo said, acting surprised to the weird nickname.

“You want one. I gave you one. Don’t you like it?”

“I love it! Thanks..” he replies excitedly.

“Now go?”

“I will but not right now…” YunHo stomps his feet and whine like a baby.

“When then?” JaeJoong asks, with amusement.

“When I get a goodbye kiss from my baby…”

“And who is your baby?”

“My baby boojae… Now kiss me?” YunHo purses his lips and tried to capture JaeJoong’s lips but JaeJoong moved away from YunHo, earning another childish pout from him.

“On cheek only…” JaeJoong said with this-or-no tone.

“Alright. Sheesh…” YunHo leans to peck JaeJoong on the lips but it lasted so long and yet cannot be considered as peck only. The peck seems to turns into smooches on both left and right side of JaeJoong’s cheek. It was a countless smooches that YunHo gave to JaeJoong until it left trails of saliva onto JaeJoong’s cheek.

Then JaeJoong couldn’t take it. YunHo seems will not satisfy if it is not from the lips so JaeJoong pushes YunHo away and leans in to give a quick peck on the lips before he rushes inside – embarrassed from his act. “Thanks!” YunHo yells out with the biggest grin even on.

He hops inside his car and ignites the engine before driving away.

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Not far from there, Hankyung using all his effort to search for his Princess even if it concerns his own death…

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Sorry for not replying the previous comments. I was rushed so I had no time to reply.

Anyway, complete Yunjaeness = 2853!

So comment for my very tiring work! I had funnnnnnn writing this that I could not stop grinning!

But if you don’t comment, I will still love writing. I grow fond with it! Just continue loving Yunjae! ^^

Please do comment! Forgive mistakes! *Points upwards* Not edited nor recheck!

Chapter 10

m - miss, mirror

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“Gosh! The sun is shining extra bright today! I'm totally blinded!” ChangMin teases as he spots JaeJoong entering the living room. The others know what is exactly meant by ChangMin – JaeJoong is overly glittering today. Happy, probably? Of course he is! The prince who they knew as the only factor that occupying the Princess’s mind lately has already confessed to him, saying that he loves him. Of course he is so happy. The happiness was reflected by the frequent smile that JaeJoong had on his face throughout the day.

Although ChangMin had accidentally spilled the food he was carrying earlier today to JaeJoong’s shirt, the Princess only mumbled an ‘its okay. I’ll clean it up myself’ with the brightest smile on his face or when JaeJin accidentally hit JaeJoong on the head with the spoon he aimed for Kangin who keep on bullying him, the Princess ruffled JaeJin’s hair and said that ‘I'm okay…’ without any ruckus happening as the Princess hopped to his room.

“What do you mean sun? It’s night, ChangMin-ah…” JaeJoong bluntly says as he settles himself near Kibum who had popcorn on his lap while watching the TV. JaeJoong shoves some of it onto his mouth while mumbling, “Are you already blind that you can’t even differentiate day and night?”

The other six laugh to their Princess’s straight-forwardness. Falling in love is really crazy, isn’t it? It makes a person truly open to the teases directed to them.

Suddenly the phone of the house rings a couple of times, giving every single person in the living room a start. “I’ll get it,” YooChun offers, moving himself away from Junsu who is clinging onto him. YooChun makes his way to the phone stand and pick the phone up, cutting the ringing sound directly, “Hello?” then, there is a pause before YooChun pulls himself away from the phone. “Jae-hyung, it’s your husband~” he grins playfully at JaeJoong.

“What? How did he get here’s number?” JaeJoong says; bewildered.

“He asked for it this afternoon and I can’t seem to refuse, can I?” Leeteuk smirks at JaeJoong and JaeJoong still sits on his seat, registering the whole information.

“Are you going to get this or I’ll hang up?” YooChun said, shoving the phone in front of JaeJoong’s face. JaeJoong hesitates at first but when he notices YooChun was about to put the receiver back into its place, he grabs the phone before YooChun was able to do what he was supposed to do and the latter smirks naughtily.

“H-hello?” JaeJoong’s voice is soft as he answers the phone. The seven men give a gesture towards each other – signaling that they were supposed to go away from there, giving some space to the royal couple to talk to each other as it seems that JaeJoong is feeling awkward from the expression drawn onto his face. As if understanding the Kangin’s hand signal, the other six stand up and move away from there, leaving JaeJoong on the couch by himself. JaeJin had also switched the TV off so that the couple’s conversation is not disturbed by any unnecessary voice or sound.

“Hello, baby…” Yunho’s husky manly voice can be heard on the other end of the line.

“Why are you calling me?” JaeJoong is still shy as he senses someone – seven pairs of eyes still staring at his back, and JaeJoong knew there must be someone who has a teasing smirk on his face. Whoever he is, he’ll deal with him later. Right now, his Yunbear is calling him.

“I miss you…”

“We just met three hours ago,” JaeJoong glances at the clock as a blush creeps again onto his face. At the background, he heard one by one of the doors are closed indicating the seven might had already sneak onto their own room. By that, JaeJoong knew he was now all alone at the dimmed living room, listening to YunHo’s husky voice on the other line of the phone – the only one keeping him company.

“I know but I miss you already…”

“Me too…” JaeJoong said; voice barely audible that YunHo nearly couldn’t catch.

“What did you say?”

“What did I say? I said nothing…”

“I heard you said something. Something like ‘me too’” YunHo teases.

“I don’t say anything,” JaeJoong still denies though he could feel butterflies all inside his stomach – his stomach churns vigorously for the reason of Yunho’s tease.

“Then say that you miss me too…” YunHo knew that JaeJoong face must be red right now. Damn the distant that were breaking them apart. If not, YunHo would have kissed his JaeJoong senselessly right now - he is getting crazy at the end of the phone. Yes, he heard his JaeJoong’s voice right now but that doesn’t going to cut it. He misses his JaeJoong so, so badly and it’s getting on his nerve if he doesn't get to see him right now – right this moment at night.

“….”

“Baby?”

“I-I miss you too…”

“….”

JaeJoong regretted saying to what YunHo is wanting. He knew the other man must be grinning ear to ear at the other end of the line. He didn’t doubt also, the other man might jump up and up from his bed – getting all over excited by just those four words of misses.

“YunHo? Are you there?” For some reason, the Princess is getting worried as the Prince didn’t answer or say anything in reply of his confession.

“….” YunHo is so happy that his happiness cannot be carved onto something as word.

“Yunnie?”

“I love you so damn much, babyjae…”

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YunHo called around at 7 that night and until this past midnight, they – JaeJoong and YunHo were still hooked up to the phone.

YunHo uses his mobile phone while JaeJoong – the house phone. Since the house’s phone couldn’t be moved around, JaeJoong just stay there at the dimmed-lighted living room – sourced from the table lamp beside where the phone is fixedly put and the light from the moon. JaeJoong assumes that the seven men had already fallen into deep sleep at the rooms as he heard no sound at all. It was as if just he and YunHo that were alive that night – and he had to admit he liked that feeling.

He leans his head onto the couch facing to his right – the window, while his fingers curling around the phone line. The moon shows itself fully this night just like how it seems like yesterday’s – beautiful. He stares out the window as he chats with YunHo about some random topics. YunHo didn’t care about what topic they touched, to him, hearing JaeJoong’s voice is all that matters – the voice that he didn’t know himself kept on missing. And when they both were tired of the topic, they’ll just keep a peaceful silence; listening to each other calm, steady breathe, with every exhales of YunHo’s consist of JaeJoong’s name and with every inhale of JaeJoong’s only meant for YunHo.

It was up until another umpteenth silent before YunHo breaks it, “What are you doing, baby?”

“Nothing…The night seems beautiful tonight,”

“Indeed it is…” YunHo spoke as he, on the side of his world, tilts his head upwards to meet up with the night full with blinking stars, calm dark sky and as if ruling the major beauty of the night, hanging there is the white full-moon. “I can see your face here…”

JaeJoong chuckles lightly hearing YunHo’s joke and decides to play along, “I see your face here too…”

“I bet you do…” YunHo laughs.

“I do! And you look so handsome tonight…” JaeJoong giggles softly.

“Of course I do! But you’re more beautiful…” YunHo let out a sigh as he pictures how beautiful JaeJoong looked if he is there, in front of his eyes.

“YunHo…” JaeJoong trails off; completely pleased by YunHo’s words.

“Baby, I miss you already again…”

“YunHo, stop missing me… I'm still safe and sound here…”

“But I can’t stop it. I miss you, I miss you, I miss you,”

“YunHo, stop…” JaeJoong giggles again.

“JaeJoong, I want to see you, right now,” YunHo suddenly become serious. JaeJoong’s grip around the phone tightened for the countless time that night. He supposed that he must see a doctor to check regarding the frequent number of nervousness he is having when he is with YunHo. He afraid he might have a sudden heart-attack if YunHo continues making him feeling what he feels right this moment.

“No, YunHo. It’s late already. You promised me that you’ll come tomorrow right and that’s what you’re going to do no matter how bad you missed me or how bad I miss you right now,” JaeJoong said without realizing that he spilled an important point beyond that single sentence.

“You miss me so bad?”

“W-What? I…I mean…I-I…” JaeJoong staggers off.

“My babyJae missed me so bad?”

“No! I mean Yes! Wait...! Aish…”

The Prince laughs hearing how cute his lover sounded like and the thought of how cute he looked right now come rushing into YunHo’s mind instantly. Thus, he decides to not to miss anything from his baby, “You are so cute and that’s why I'm coming over,”

“YunHo!”

“What time is it, baby?”

“1.27…”

“Remember that I said I'm coming tomorrow?” JaeJoong nods as if YunHo can see it, “Its past 12 so that means it had already changed to ‘tomorrow’ so you can’t stop me from seeing you. I am a man holding tight onto his promise so don’t stop me…”

“But…”

“But?”

“But I am afraid if something will happen to you if you take your journey now. You’re at North and I'm at South, its far, YunHo. I don’t want you to get tired from the long journey. What will I do if something happens to you?” pause, “I care for you…”

“Don’t worry because you know what? In a few seconds, there’ll be someone knocking on your door,” YunHo smiles on the other end.

“Wha--” JaeJoong couldn’t even finish his words where the knock on the door can be heard. What YunHo said is true, he’s coming over!

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Boa sits elegantly on her seat. She’s feeling uncomfortable; she had a bad feeling that something good will happen in a few days. And obviously she didn’t like that – no, not at all. Because she knew if something good happen – no matter what type of ‘good’ it is, her hope of becoming the ruler of the country will vanish just like that – in a snap of fingers. She tries to ease her bumpy feeling by going for a walk, yelling to her men of something small, having massages on her body but none seems to work. So she decides to go to her secret hideout – her room.

Boa walks carelessly across her normal room – a normal room that high-classed people usually have. A bed, make-up mirror, closet, a series of book rack, a design on the wall, table accessories, full with luxuries – all were complete and elegant; but no one know ever know that behind the graceful room, hid a very dark secret.

The lady has made sure that all the windows and doors of her room were closed tight before she rolls a long curtain to close the rectangular-box area called room. This was done perfectly to make sure no one ever find out about her secret beyond this well-designed room. It was dark all over the room – dark, black as it matches the black-colored curtain. No light seems to seep through the entirely closed room thus Boa switched on the lantern on the ceiling. Shadow by shadow of the things in the room seems too built up and drawn onto the unruffled curtain. If one ever called this is hell, then it is indeed.

Boa then makes her way behind her working desk. Her hand is searching something under it – something she had known well. Then she succeeds – a button. She pressed on the button and instantaneously the desk sinks to the ground as if the desk was standing on a lift and the button was the key of pulling it down. Suddenly, something rises up. It couldn’t be identify at first but as it slowly rises up then it was a known as a complete structure of a wooden-framed mirror – a flying wooden-framed mirror.

“It’s been long,” the mirror magically speaks.

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“YunHo!” JaeJoong shrieks as he turns the knob open and pulls the door open. YunHo is standing in front of the door and smiling sweetly at JaeJoong. The latter instantly melts as he sees his unstoppable lover is standing in front of him at this past midnight, traveling far from his home just to see him because he claims he misses him so badly. JaeJoong felt warmth stealthily creeping inside his soul.

“JaeJoong!” YunHo shrieks back and hugs JaeJoong tightly. The hug lasted long enough until JaeJoong, himself breaks the hug. As they pull away, YunHo leans in to give JaeJoong a peck on his forehead and down to his cheek – the area where YunHo loves the most; near JaeJoong’s lips. YunHo hasn’t had the courage yet to kiss JaeJoong straightly on the lips. They just met and that’s the barrier. He is afraid that he might not be able to control himself if JaeJoong’s lips were practically attached to his – he might just lose control as when JaeJoong was sleep-licking him not while ago.

“I said not to come. Why are you so stubborn, hmm?” JaeJoong tiptoes to kiss Yunho’s nose tip.

“I miss you,” that was Yunho simple answer. Miss, isn’t that big? - Big, until YunHo had just to travel far from his place.

“Could you give any other reason than that?”

“Nope… I miss you, that’s all I know before I turn back from the palace and went back here…” JaeJoong pulls YunHo by the hand into the living room.

“You reached the palace and you turned back here?” his eyes widen with amusement with YunHo tireless behavior.

“I was at the tip of the gate before I realized that I don’t want to go inside just yet. I want to spend the whole day with you but the thing in the palace is just getting on my nerve, I want to get a break and I know I won’t get any without you by my side…”

“But YunHo, you’re being irresponsible. You are a prince. You couldn’t just sneak out like that…. What if they searched for you? What if something important happen there? What if they need you and say you have so many works to do? What if something happen to you on the way you’re going here?”

“You’re talking too much, baby…” YunHo cradles JaeJoong inside his arms as he speaks. YunHo took a deep sniff on JaeJoong’s hair as his hands play with JaeJoong’s soft ones. JaeJoong’s stomach flutters again when he leans on YunHo’s chest, hearing the vigorous beating of his lover’s heart. His lips stretch wide unconsciously. So, it was not just him having these weird feelings. Yunho did too, “I'm getting sleepy here…” YunHo yawns.

“Come on, let’s sleep inside…” JaeJoong suggests.

“But there’s only one bed and it’s single-sized. Aren’t you afraid I might do something naughty to you?”

“Define naughty…”

“Omo… It’s you who is naughtier…” YunHo sniggers manly as he picks JaeJoong bridal-style up and makes their way to JaeJoong’s room. JaeJoong giggles happily and hooks his arms around YunHo’s neck.

Pushing the door opens with his leg, YunHo stumbles into the room, with JaeJoong’s burden in his arms. Gently, he places JaeJoong on of the bed before he joins in, pulling the blanket upwards until it covers both of their bodies. Automatically, YunHo hands come to wrap around JaeJoong’s waist while the latter cuddles closer into YunHo’s protective arms. They store the silent in the air as enjoy each other’s presence. If JaeJoong knew being in love and to be loved is this beautiful then he would have loved long time ago – before he met YunHo. But as if fate is bringing JaeJoong to YunHo, he fell for the Prince instead. And he loves that.

YunHo closes his eyes in attempt to sleep his tiredness away however by JaeJoong being here - in his arms, it makes him harder to even blink. He missed the man’s voice already. “Are you asleep?”

JaeJoong shakes his head lightly, indicating a ‘no’.

Then it was all silent again as they listen to each other’s abnormal heart beating.

JaeJoong grows tired with the stillness and props to his elbow, examining YunHo’s calm face and closed eyes by this close proximity. He brings his hand up and caresses his lover’s face. A small smile purses at the corner of his lips. Suddenly, YunHo’s eyes snap open and in matter of second, their eyes met. Getting the sudden feeling embarrassment for being caught staring, JaeJoong get to his usual position – embracing YunHo’s waist as he buries his face onto the man’s chest. Seeing the cute action, YunHo get the warm feeling rushing to his body in spite of having JaeJoong this close to him in one bed. He let out a small chuckle as he sniffs JaeJoong’s head.

“So you were talking to me the whole of your journey?” JaeJoong had to ask. Yunho pushes himself out from JaeJoong’s grip a bit to meet JaeJoong‘s face. He smiles as he gives JaeJoong a small nod.

“Hearing your voice was all I did as I travel back here,”

JaeJoong smiles shyly to YunHo’s confession. YunHo is obviously head-over-heels for JaeJoong! “You must be very tired…”

“No… As long I get to see you then I don’t mind getting tired…”

“You’re getting very cheesy here… I think you need some sleep, YunHo-yah…” JaeJoong smiles against YunHo’s chest.

“I won’t unless you say you love me too…”

“….”

“Baby?”

“….”

Then a small snore caught YunHo’s ears. He pushes JaeJoong by the shoulder a bit and greeted with an already sleeping JaeJoong. His eyes close and his breathing steady – a certain proof he is in a deep sleep. Feeling suddenly contented by seeing JaeJoong’s peaceful sleeping state, YunHo holds JaeJoong closer to him as he decides that he too must get some sleep after the long day he is having. YunHo’s eyes flutter close and slowly he is overwhelmed with darkness of sleeping – still with the smile on his face.

Never did he know that JaeJoong slowly opening his eyes, whispering an ‘I love you too’ as he leans up a bit to peck YunHo on his lips.

‘Umma, appa, Jaejoongie is in love.’

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“It’s been long,” the mirror magically speaks.

“Indeed,” Boa smirks to the spirit behind the mirror.

“What can I serve for you today?” the spirit says politely though inside she’s not being so. She hates this lady in front of her – the bossy lady that carelessly ordering her doing things that she wanted her to do. But she couldn’t do anything less but to follow. She is just a spirit trapped behind a magic mirror that was meant to follow the command of her master. That’s just what she is.

“JaeJoong! I want to know where he is!” Boa says with arrogance.

“I'm afraid I couldn’t do so. Remember the deal you made with my ex-master?”

Gradually, one by one of memories flood Boa’s mind. The ex-master of this mirror is a witch – an old lady with wrinkles all over her face, sharp nose, piercing eyes, dark hair that were usually hidden under the disguise of her pointy black hat matching the dark-black robe that she always wear. Boa remembered that the witch had once told her that the mirror she’s going to own only had a limited abilities – the ability to be honest but cannot provide a certain information.

Million years ago – when the mirror was created, beyond the glass-mirror, trapped a young woman spirit who is believed as the real owner of the mirror, it was then passed down generation by generation until the said mirror will self-disappear itself in search of another new master. Boa could still remember all that. She remembered that when her husband died, this spirited-mirror came to her and claimed that it will help Boa to vengeance.

“Can’t you do anything? You’re useless if you couldn’t even do that single command of mine done! What are you for? I regretted taking you in the first place that you couldn’t even do this easy job!” Boa bursts out.

“Then why take me?”

“Because you had promised me to help seek for revenge!”

“And you know what! That’s what I am going to do!” the mirror exclaims.

Then the glass screen started to fade its color. The spirit suddenly disappeared from inside and replaced by cloud of dark ashes. Boa waits for some changes she believes that will happen on the mirror. Slowly, the ashes began to settle away, the screen wavered and at first making the picture inside blurred but bit by bit a figure is drawn – a figure Boa knew as JaeJoong, hugging onto something or someone on a bed. “I knew he’s alive! Where is this?!”

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YunHo’s phone all of a sudden vibrates before giving out a ringtone – disturbing YunHo’s sleep. He, in a swift movement, silences the phone to avoid it from waking the man inside his arm up. JaeJoong stirs a couple of time and YunHo is alarmed with it so, he shushed the man back to sleep. The phone inside his grip still blinking, indicating the ‘someone’ behind the call hasn’t hung up on him yet.

Carefully, YunHo pulls himself away from JaeJoong and clicks the green button on. “Hello?” he whispers as he looks at his sleeping lover.

“Prince! Where are you?! The Queen is so worry that you didn’t come back!” DongHae loud voice startles YunHo.

“Don’t speak too loud,” YunHo whispers again.

“Why? Are your ‘Jehung’ or whatever her name is with you?” DongHae teases.

“Get to the point, DongHae…”

“Right! The king had asked you to go to South. The South King has something to talk to you…”

“When?” YunHo doesn’t seem interested at the topic DongHae had brought as his fingers caresses along JaeJoong jaw line earning a couple of soft whimpers from the latter.

“Around 10 to noon…”

“What time is it now?”

“9.13,”

“Shit! Alright, I’ll be there, I mean the South…” YunHo quickly hung up his phone and rushes out outside. Luckily he has his suit in his car and it makes him easier to change into new cloth if something happen considering him to change. He unlocks his car and grabs the suit out before running back inside to take a fresh shower.

A few moments later, YunHo come out from the bathroom – fully fresh in his suit. He notices that the other living being in the house haven’t wake up yet by the silence inside the house. YunHo glances at his watch, 9.42.

“Shit!” he curses again before running out the house.

When he successfully sat on his driver seat, he out of the blue remembers something. Jumping out of the car, YunHo rushes to go back inside – running to JaeJoong’s room. He opens the door carefully to not make any noise and afraid to instantly bothering JaeJoong’s beauty sleep, then he tiptoes toward his lover. He leans in and kiss JaeJoong’s forehead softly before planting a kiss on his cheek – his favorite area. “I’ll come back later, baby…” he speaks softly.

That’s the last thing he did in the house before he remembers he was making his way to the South palace.

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JaeJoong wakes up to the commotion outside his room. He turns to his right – where YunHo was once in but he found it empty - No YunHo. He assumes YunHo must be outside, the cause of the noise as the other might tease him for coming to the house this early. A shy smile spread across JaeJoong’s face by the thought of that and what happened last night.

Gaining his posture, JaeJoong walks outside his room. Outside, he found the seven men – no sight of YunHo, gathering in a circle as there was a man lying inside the circle. Worry washes over JaeJoong soul when the thought of something bad had happened to YunHo come to his mind. JaeJoong is afraid if the seven men had knocked YunHo over for misunderstanding YunHo as a burglar. Rushing over, JaeJoong peeked over behind Kibum’s head, only to be greeted by a man lying on the floor, blood on his face, cloth, arms, and bruises beside his mouth and cheeks, while his hair was a complete mess – the man is completely beaten up. Behind the blood and bruises that disguising the man’s face, JaeJoong knew it was far from his YunHo. It’s not his YunHo and JaeJoong felt somehow relieve.

“Who is this?”

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Hankyung’s eyes found a house. He lightens up a bit because he knew he’ll be saved if he gets someone’s help. And if he does so, the chance of finding the Princess is getting higher by the fact Hankyung is saved.

But before he knew he could make it, he collapses in front of the door – a few centimeters to ring the bell. Darkness occupied his sight as the hard ground hit his body.

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“Who is this?” Hankyung heard a very familiar voice. A very familiar voice – the Princess!

Slowly opening his eyes, Hankyung was greeted by many pairs of eyes staring down at him. He tenses up a bit. “He’s awake…” someone says.

Hankyung’s weakly eyes travel from one person to another then he stops! He stops when a familiar face comes to his view. It’s his Princess! It really is! “Princess!” despite the weak body Hankyung’s having, he tries to sound relieve.

“Hankyung – shi, is that you?” JaeJoong was surprised by the presence of Hankyung in this state. JaeJoong knew Hankyung will find him but not in this messy state.

The Princess makes his way toward Hankyung. Instantly, the seven men give some space to the both men although they were still bewildered and needed an explanation right at the moment.

“It’s you Princess… Listen, you must go back to the palace… You must…” Hankyung said weakly. JaeJoong examines Hankyung’s current state and found they were too many cuts on his body and cloths. JaeJoong was touched by the sacrifice the royal’s butler had put in him just to save the Princess.

“Hankyung - shi…”

“You must… You must go…” Hankyung trails off. And before he even get the chance to finish his sentence, he stops breathing. His chest contracts very deep before it releases so sudden, the hand he had on JaeJoong’s slips onto the ground carelessly and his both his eyes slowly closed, showing that Hankyung was already called by the god. Without JaeJoong realizing, a tear slips by the corner of his own eyes, then it followed with the muffled sob as he places his palm against his mouth - JaeJoong lost the person he trusts the most.

Leeteuk comes from behind and hugs onto JaeJoong’s broken figure. He soothes JaeJoong softly as he circles his palm behind JaeJoong’s back. “I really trust him…” JaeJoong says between sobs.

“I'm sure you do… And I'm sure he’ll head up to heaven…” Leeteuk says as the background was filled by sad and tears. The seven didn’t even know the person who had just leave the world but they knew, he is a good person judging from what JaeJoong sees in him.

“We’ll organize Hankyung’s funeral. Don’t worry…”

“I think I’ll have to go to the palace…” JaeJoong says softly.

“Do you need me to send you, Princess?” Kangin offers.

JaeJoong just shook his head as he says, “I’ll just borrow your car. Is that okay with you?”

“It’s okay but are you sure?”

“Yes, I am,”

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Do you see that coming? YunHo at South and JaeJoong is going there too?!

MAN! My writing gets really crappy!

As usual I had no time to recheck!

Please do comment. It means a lot.

Chapter 11

palace

JaeJoong-centric.

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JaeJoong drives to the South in Kangin’s car. He doesn’t want to bother the man in sending him back to the palace himself. It’s enough to have the other men arrange Hankyung’s funeral and JaeJoong doesn’t want to burden them more. It was lucky that JaeJoong had taken driving license during his eighteens, it was a slight-force command from his parents for him to do so and JaeJoong couldn’t do anything but to oblige.

Throughout his journey to the South, JaeJoong’s mind was fully flooded with confusion. True that Hankyung said there are dangers approaching JaeJoong but what kind of danger, JaeJoong never know and that’s what he was going to find out. But why did it take Hankyung’s life if it was meant for JaeJoong all along? JaeJoong was confounded. He must find out why.

It was another fault of JaeJoong for not bringing his phone with him in the first place. If he does, life will get a bit easier for JaeJoong. He could call his parents saying that he is fine and no need to worry. He could also tell them that they needn’t to find JaeJoong or more or less, JaeJoong could at least call his YunHo during this long, boring journey of him – just like how YunHo did last night.

YunHo disappeared this morning to nowhere that JaeJoong knew. JaeJoong asked the men if they knew where YunHo had gone to but they just shrugged, asking him back, “YunHo came?” And JaeJoong decided not to tell them further if he wants a peaceful morning without such teases. He assumes that YunHo must have returns to his place or maybe something happened there, requiring him to return back.

Just then a though wonders on JaeJoong’s mind,

‘What will he say to his mom when he suddenly appears there?

How will the palace’s habitant react when they knew JaeJoong is alive?’ The thought come occupying his mind.

JaeJoong snaps from his thought and focus on the road in front of him. Without him realizing he has already at the front of the palace’s main gate as he brings the car to a halt. His heart pounds so hard from nervousness of seeing his family again.

Seeing guards approaching his halting-stopped car, JaeJoong sweats drop. They recognize how the Princess looked like, right? Of course they do. It makes JaeJoong goes all bumpy over his body if they suddenly see JaeJoong is here, alive. Will they believe he is alive? Or will they claimed JaeJoong as a ghost?

Noticing a shade hanging by the rear-view, JaeJoong grabs on it and put it on. He noted that there is also a beanie on the passenger seat, he quickly reach for it and put it to cover his head – completely disguising his face, at least that what was he trying to do until the guards knock on the car’s glass-window, ordering for it to be rolled down. JaeJoong did what he was told, “Yes?” he says as he tries to change his voice so that it will be unrecognizable.

“You can’t park here, sir,” the guards were completely oblivious that that was the Princess he’s talking to.

JaeJoong acts quickly and said, “But I need to go in. Someone is waiting for me…” he lied.

“May I know who is that someone?”

Speechless, JaeJoong stutters, “Um…I-I…” JaeJoong couldn’t say he wants to see the King and Queen because he knew the guards will not fall for that. They were a bunch of careful men who don’t allow any unknown intruder, stranger – that’s what JaeJoong is right now, entering the palace without consent from the royals. “t-the king… H-He wants to see me…”

The guards look to each other before one of them pulls out a walkie-talkie device. He mutters something onto the radio and instantly got a reply from the other end. JaeJoong become more nervous as drop by drop of sweat rolls down his forehead, fortunate enough that it was covered by the beanie he wore that was pull down until it covers his eyebrow.

“Sorry Sir, it seems that you’re lying. The king has an important meeting right now and as far as I was concern, it doesn’t involve you,” the one who had the walkie-talkie said. “So, may you park somewhere else?” he added with a rude tone.

JaeJoong felt like slapping the guard right on the spot to his rudeness toward him. What did he think he is? Did he know who is he talking to?! But JaeJoong held the urge back as he doesn’t want to cause any commotion. Seeing his umma first is more important than tongue-fight with these guards. “Oh..Okay then…” he said before driving away.

“I think I’ve seen him before…”

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Never did they know, JaeJoong didn’t drive far away. He turns back and heads toward the back of the palace. He knew a secret access that he discovered long time ago, when he was still little. By the entrance too, he escaped from his palace’s teachers to join the other kid and his friends to play at a playground nearby. He reminisces a little bit of his memory before making his way in and hoped no one spots him sneaking in.

He turns to his left and right before crawling inside the small tunnel. At one end, he notices a sparkle of light – indicating he is not far from his exit. Then in front of him was a green, not so thick bush. He remembers that he was the one who planted it to cover the small tunnel he once digs. Peeking through, he sees no one was there. It relieves him a little. Then slowly, he straightened up to a standing position as he carefully makes his way to a nearby door – which he knew as the royal kitchen’s door. Sliding opens the door slowly; his view was greeted by the kitchen, full with the royal’s maid and it scares JaeJoong more if someone spots him.

‘It’s harder than I thought!’ he sighs in his head.

JaeJoong still has the shade and beanie on him and that makes it easier for less people recognizing him though he must admit someone must have already did but it seems the kitchen is too busy to notice. Pretending to test the food, JaeJoong carefully make his way out. And it relieves him more when no one knows that it was the Princess that was already outside.

JaeJoong was being extra careful from being caught. He just doesn’t know anyone to know he’s back yet. He wants his umma to be the first person to greet him home.

Hiding behind a tall, fat stilt, bending down from an open window, tiptoeing while he walks, camouflaging on a wall, and hiding under table, that’s what he does to avoid any awareness drawn to him until a sentence caught his attention.

“The Queen is resting on his room. He doesn’t want to be disturb…” and that makes JaeJoong changes his way from the royal meeting room – where he knew his parents usually hang out, to his umma’s bedroom.

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JaeJoong sensed his umma’s bedroom was unguarded. He let out a sigh of relief as he carefully makes his way towards the door. He opens it a slit and there, lying on the bed was his umma – his umma that he missed for the days he was gone.

“Umma...”

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“Umma…” the familiar voice snaps Heechul’s eyes open. It’s his JaeJoong’s voice isn’t?

Sitting up straight, Heechul eyes widened when he spots his Jaejoongie standing by the door, “J-JaeJoong…”

Waiting for no other answer, JaeJoong closes the door tight and jumps onto Heechul to glomp him into a big hug, “Jaejoongie missed umma very much…” he whispers between the incoming sobs.

Heechul just sits there, shock, eyes wide opens, jaw hanging low. He couldn’t comprehend what is happening. What just happened? His Jaejoongie hugs him tight? But his Jaejoongie is dead!

This must be a dream, he yells inside his head.

“Umma…” JaeJoong senses that his umma wasn’t moving. He pushes Heechul slightly to look at him. “Are you okay?” Heechul was frozen to see his beautiful son again that he nearly fainted. JaeJoong chuckles lightly to see his umma this shock, “I'm back, umma… Jaejoongie is back…”

Heechul doesn’t reply.

It took JaeJoong nearly half-an-hour to explain what had just happened to him for this past few days. To the moment, he was nearly got killed by Hankyung and to the moment Hankyung died. He told Heechul about the risk Hankyung once told him if he continues living in the palace. He also told the still-shock man about how Hankyung said that he was only following some lady’s order and to the point how Hankyung is dead. The seven men that had saved him are also never out of the topic. But JaeJoong, deep inside never told him where he was once thrown to, where he was found or where he spent the night at, because he knew the seven men wanted privacy of their life.

After a mere second, mostly assumed that the information had registered at Heechul’s head, he cries out loud, “Umma’s Jaejoongie is back!” then it followed with a series of sobs and tears – happy one, indeed.

After an hours of talking and cherish the moment they have back, Heechul suddenly spoke, “I’ll ask your appa to see you. You wait here,” then Heechul stands up walks out the door.

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Heechul hopped to the room where his husband is, where Heechul knows there is Prince YunHo with him – discussing some matter of politic and such that Heechul doesn’t seem too interested. On the way, most of the people walking passed him – bowing to him were bewildered by the Queen’s sudden change of mood. But they couldn’t care less, it’s better than having gloomy Queen all day.

Heechul enters the meeting room without knocking – causing the conversation between the two to leave hanging. “What’s the matter, sweetheart?” Siwon said as he diverts his attention to Heechul. The wife doesn’t even answer the question as he spoke, “YunHo, could you excuse us for a second please?”

YunHo just nods politely, happy seeing the Queen happy.

“What’ the matter?” Siwon questioned as he was being dragged to a corner; he is way to worry at the sudden excited-feeling wife.

“I want you to go to our room this instant,”

“But why?”

“Just do it!”

“But YunHo…”

“I’ll handle it from here…” he said as he gestured Siwon out of the room. Siwon, confused, obeyed.

Heechul then sit at his husband’s seat as he smiles sweetly at YunHo, “You remember about our son’s death, right?”

“Yes,”

“It’s actually a mistake. We don’t do too much investigation that’s why the result goes wrong. My son is actually…having a sudden-disappearance. He’s still alive. I just found out about it a while ago. It relieves me so much…And I do hope the engagement still can be continued…”

YunHo’s heart drops at the last sentence. ‘It can’t be!’ he yelled inside. If the engagement is still to be continued, then how about his relationship with his BabyJae?! He can’t live without him a second, let alone being engaged without him as his fiancée! He’s sure going to die.

For some reason, YunHo felt like killing this son of the queen’s. The relationship with his JaeJoong will sure go smoothly without having any obstacles if no one is interrupting. He knew he couldn’t do so – killing the princess, but if JaeJoong is not the person he’s going to marry then he would rather die – he’ll suicide.

“YunHo? Are you there?” Heechul interrupts YunHo’s mind.

“Oh… I'm sorry. I was just too happy for the sake of you,” he lied as he faked a faint smile.

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Then, the door swings open as Siwon enters - his face pale and dark. Too much shock, probably? Heechul approached his husband and places a hand on his shoulder, “Are you okay?”

“I couldn’t believe it…” he said as he stares to his wife’s face.

“Well, neither do I at first but as he explains, I gradually understand him…”

“I'm happy, Rella-ah,”

“Me too… I am so much happy seeing him alive,” they embrace each other.

YunHo, seeing how happy the royal couple is, discards the plan of killing the Princess. Just let them happy, he thought.

But if they still force me into marrying his son – though I'm gay, then I couldn’t do anything but run with JaeJoong during the wedding day, he vowed.

“So where is he?” Heechul asked to Siwon, who were both oblivious to YunHo’s state.

“He’s in his room after explaining to me and the other palace’s people. I think we better call him since YunHo is here,”

Heechul turns to look at YunHo who has another fake smile on – saying that he was okay with the idea. He nods slightly.

“Kyuhyun-shi, could you call JaeJoong, please?” Heechul asked out.

“Right away, your highness,” he obediently bows down before exiting the room.

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After clarifying his disappearance to his appa – who was quite extremely shock with it, JaeJoong proceeds out from his parents’ room. Siwon too exits it and returns back to the royal room.

Then JaeJoong decides to go to his room – his extra comfortable room, which he already missed since he was gone for the days. On the way, he met with some of the official, mouth drop to the floor by seeing JaeJoong is healthy and alive, wandering down the hall. JaeJoong is no longer hiding or bending down or whatsoever during the walk because he knew he already had both of his parents by his side – believing in his story.

Being a generous Prince, or so they called Princess, JaeJoong stops by them and explains about his missing or so they thought death, however the story was completely different by what JaeJoong had told his parents.

JaeJoong told that he was brought for a walk by Hankyung and he accidentally fall from a cliff and at the same time Hankyung was away to buy drinks for them and when he found out about JaeJoong’s worst injury and bleed, he assumed that JaeJoong’s is dead and reported to the palace without having an investigation; that’s what JaeJoong told them and they seemed to bought it.

The Princess secretly smiles to himself by seeing the look of beliefs at each of the official surrounding him. He then continue making his way back to his room when suddenly someone calls him, “Princess, the Queen and King wanted to see you,” it was Kyuhyun – one of the person that believes his story, bowing down as he speaks.

“Okay…”

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JaeJoong enters the room after couple of knock. He has a wide smile on his face as he pushes the door open but the smile dropped as he spots his lover sitting in front of his parents, staring with shock all over his face.

JaeJoong intended to tell YunHo about his identity but not at this time. He will but soon. And seems like JaeJoong doesn’t have to tell YunHo at all, isn’t he?

“JaeJoong?”

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A couple of knocks caused YunHo to avert his attention from the couple in front of him to the door of the room. He felt so nervous to see his soon-to-be fiancée but it was nothing compared to the nervousness he felt when he is with JaeJoong.

The door was pushed open and YunHo widens his eyes to the familiar sight of man in front of him - His head getting dizzy when a certain information knocking into his head furiously, demanding it to be registered. JaeJoong is the princess?! JaeJoong is the Princess they thought had died?

No! This can’t be!

And if it is him, the Princess then who is the man he shared the bed with this morning? It must be all mistakes. No, this can’t be. If JaeJoong – the person he is in love with, is a Princess, then that all head to one reason, JaeJoong is lying to him – he hides his identity from YunHo – him, the person he loves, but why?

“JaeJoong?” he whispers.

“You guys know each other?” Siwon interrupts.

Both of the men didn’t reply, instead they just stare at each other – stares full of question in YunHo’s, stares of apologize in JaeJoong’s.

JaeJoong walks to his parents. YunHo’s eyes didn’t leave the figure in front of him – he trails every movement JaeJoong made. “Umma, appa, can you give us a second?” he said.

Heechul and Siwon gazed toward each other before their eyes landed onto JaeJoong and Yunho. They seemed confused with all that happened in front of them. They need a quick explanation but Heechul decides to give in, “Siwonnie, let’s give them some space,” he said before dragging Siwon out with him – leaving the Prince and Princess alone in the room.

Once they couple was out, YunHo stands up and walks towards JaeJoong – his expression was far from friendly or lovely, how JaeJoong’s Yunbear looked like. “What’s all this, JaeJoong?” he said firmly, sending shivers down the frightened man’s spine. “I said, what’s all this?!” his voice rose.

JaeJoong silenced.

“Answer me, JaeJoong!”

No reply was thrown back. JaeJoong stands there, gazing at the floor as if that’s the most interesting thing in the planet as YunHo inched closer.

“Fuck, Jae! Why didn’t you tell me that you are…what? A princess? A damn fucking royalty Princess?!” he breathed out through gritted teeth. “This is funny! I knew something wrong since I stayed at that house. I knew you are being treated differently from the other. I knew I sensed something fishy when Kangin called you Princess!”

“I'm sorry…”

“You are what?!”

“Baby…”

“Don’t sweet talk me, Jae! Tell me why did you lie? Why don’t you tell me you’re a fucking Princess?”

“I didn’t lie to you, YunHo-yah…” JaeJoong’ hands come over to cup YunHo’s face, forcing him to look him on the eyes, “I never intend to…”

“Then what did you call this?” YunHo’s voice softens as he gazes into JaeJoong’s soft, loving eyes.

“I have my reasons, YunHo-yah…”

“Tell me,”

JaeJoong was shocked by the change of YunHo’s soft voice to the firm one, “I-I…was…I-I…”

“Fuck it! This is shit! I asked you to tell me, not damn stutter!” YunHo broke JaeJoong’s grip on his face as he turns away, making his back facing JaeJoong.

JaeJoong couldn’t contain his feeling anymore. A drip of tear falls from the corner of his eyes and continues to flow. The tears broke into a couple of muffled sobs as JaeJoong palm his mouth. At first YunHo was being ignorant – he avoid seeing JaeJoong’s broken state but as the sobs grew louder, he just couldn’t help it. He can’t see his baby crying over him – it’s just…not him.

He faced his back, only to see his JaeJoong bending his head down to the floor, his shoulder hunched up and down as it was followed by series of sobs. YunHo’s eyes soften. He couldn’t bear seeing JaeJoong like this; it hurts him so much though he knew he was the cause of it for some stupid reason of hiding identities. Yunho doesn’t know himself why he scolded JaeJoong like that – why he cursed in front of JaeJoong, he doesn’t know. It’s sort of reflex of the sudden shock he experienced just now.

“Baby, I’m sorry…” YunHo lifted JaeJoong’s chin by his finger. Instantly he met with JaeJoong’s red eyes and stream of tears on his cheek, “I didn’t mean to scold like that… I was just….shock…”

“No…I'm sorry. I shouldn’t have hid my identity. I'm sorry, YunHo-yah…” YunHo immediately cradles JaeJoong into his arms when he heard JaeJoong’s cracking voice accompany with tears.

“Stop crying, baby… I was just too shocked but in the same happy that we’re going to be together. I don’t mean to yell at you. I didn’t mean it to be like that. I just don’t know how to react. It’s just…I was…Aish… You know what; I don’t want to hear your reasons anymore. I'm sure it’s important enough that you don’t want me to know. I understand you Jae… ” coaxed YunHo while caressing JaeJoong’s hair and wiping JaeJoong’s tears.

“Thank you, YunHo-yah…”

“I never thought I'm going to live with you…” YunHo let out a contented sigh.

“What do you mean live with me?”

“We’re getting engage, don’t you know that?”

“What?!” JaeJoong nearly screams as he pushes himself out from YunHo’s hold. “Who told you that?”

“Your parents. It was supposed to be a surprise for but then you suddenly disappeared, death as they said so our engagement was called off and now, who knows that you are in front of me, save and healthy,” said YunHo as he cradles JaeJoong back into his arms.

“But I don’t know I'm going to get married with you…” JaeJoong pouts cutely.

“That’s why they called it a surprise...” YunHo leans in to give a peck to JaeJoong’s forehead.

Just then the door slowly opens - interrupting their sweet moments as Heechul and Siwon’s head peek in. The both youngsters were deep into their world to realize that the presence of the men by the door.

“Are they…”

“I think so,”

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It was a bad conclusion up there. Nothing big happens between Yunjae. It was just a slight Yunjae and I don’t know why I put a slight angst in here.

Do you guys realize something? My writing is getting really crappy and un-flowly. I was using a desktop pc so the comfortableness compared using laptop is different and end up a result like this.

But nevertheless, hope you enjoy.

Thanks for the comments btw.

Chapter 12

a date

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JaeJoong took YunHo’s hand as he led him outside. It’s been several hours that YunHo had spent with his beauty in the palace. And it took JaeJoong a good half an hour to convince his prince that he can visit him again tomorrow.

The habitant inside the palace had grew confused by the fast relationship flow between the two men because as far as they had known, JaeJoong had been missing for the past whole week and thus, the relationship can’t grow just this quick – that JaeJoong had planted YunHo a kiss on the cheek before the Prince drove off from the place. JaeJoong waves toward YunHo, with a smile, as the Prince leisurely disappeared from the sight.

“You like him?” the voice come from JaeJoong’s behind. He turns back only to be greeted by his umma, who is having a smirk attached onto his lips. JaeJoong was caught off-guard and he let his head bent, hiding his shyness. Heechul let out a chuckle before adding, “Let me rephrase that, you love him?”

“Umma!”

“What?” Heechul laughed heartedly, “Listen, if you love him, say it to me. Now, do you?” JaeJoong bit onto his bottom lips as he nods shyly, “Good!” Heechul exclaimed out loud. “Now, we can have your marriage arranged soon!”

“Umma!” JaeJoong blushes deep red before stomping back inside to his father, leaving Heechul behind – chuckling happily as he trailed behind.

Inside, JaeJoong ran straight to his father who is having some serious conversation with couple of men – which JaeJoong assumed as the ministers of some certain department sector, in suits.

Seeing his son peeping to him, Siwon gestures for the meeting to be held off. The men stood up, bowing 90 degrees before turning out from there.

Siwon called to his son and patted the empty space beside him.

“Yes?” JaeJoong asked as he took in the seat.

“Jaejoongie, tell appa, how did you know the Jung Prince?”

JaeJoong hesitated first before saying, “I accidentally bumped into him when I was saved. But at that moment I didn’t know he is a prince yet. And he also didn’t know that I was a royalty. Then he spent some night with me and we grow close together….”

“Spent night with you?”

“No! It’s not ‘spent night’ like that! We were just sleeping together…”

“Sleeping together?”

“No! No!”

“Hahahah….” Siwon let out a loud laugh seeing his son getting all nervous but at the same time, cute, “I understand. But how come he didn’t know you are a Princess and you didn’t know he is a Prince?”

Heechul suddenly enters the room and took the seat beside JaeJoong, having JaeJoong in between the parents. He caresses JaeJoong’s hair as the Princess explains things to the father.

“I don’t know how he didn’t know me but I had never seen him my entire life before…” JaeJoong said as he snuggles into Heechul’s embrace. “But I love him…” He whispers softly against Heechul’s chest.

The parents glance toward each other once they heard their son’s confession – feeling light-hearted because they knew now that they didn’t have to force their only son into marrying a man that was once a stranger.

“Really?” Siwon. JaeJoong just nods. “Do you want to marry him?” the question sends JaeJoong straight into his sitting position. Glancing up, he looks towards the hopeful faces of his parents.

“What is this about marriage thing, appa?” JaeJoong couldn’t help but to ask. He wanted to know every single detail that might involve his future – marriage, as it was now certain.

“Your umma and appa had agreement with the North about getting you engage with the Prince. They wanted to retain the friendly-commercial relationship with us South that had already been preserve since your ancestor’s time and the only thing that can hold those is by marriage. But since neither do we have a Princess or daughter, we had to join you and the Jung Prince. It was a fortunate that our people accept that kind of relationship. But, unfortunately, you had gone missing for the time when the Jung’s were supposed to be here, discussing this matter. And in the end, it cannot be done anything but to be called off,” Siwon explains long.

It took JaeJoong several seconds to digest the information into his head; and when it finally did, JaeJoong only stares to his father with a frown; a slight confusion as he gasped an ‘O’.

“But appa and umma is sure that the Jung’s can still accept this engagement,” Heechul suggested, “And the only thing we have to do now is to tell the public about your return. Appa can take care of that, right appa?” Heechul smiles sweetly to his husband as if wanting to throw the entire problem to the king for solution. But that’s what Kings do right?

“Thanks, appa!” JaeJoong too smiles sweetly to his father before he hugs onto his father as if gratitude towards the care the father had given him. Siwon pouts unhappily when his son and the mother start to stand up, ignoring Siwon who is extremely sulking, “Where are you going?”

“Me and JaeJoong have so much to catch up, right Jaejoongie?” Heechul stuck out his tongue to Siwon as he and the Princess hopped out of the room – happily.

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“Master!” Seulgi ran down the hall just to reach her master’s bedroom. “Master!” She yelled out again, hoping that her master will hear her.

Seulgi had received the news about the Princess returning home. It sends chill down her spine if her master found out and throwing a fit about this but nevertheless, this news has to be spilled in the matter of time because no matter what the lady must be informed.

“Master! Master!” Seulgi knocked onto the wooden door furiously before gaining a permission to enter.

After couple of impatient knocks, Boa speaks from the inside, asking her to enter. Seulgi quickly steps in as she bends her head down, “What’s the matter?”

“JaeJoong. He has return,” Seulgi said, controlling her panting.

“What?!” Boa was shocked.

“This noon. He even had meet the King and Queen already,”

Boa never thought JaeJoong will return this soon. It all answers all the bumpy feeling she had days ago when she talked to the mirror. After all this, the Princess has already returned, alive. It sends Boa’s entire wicked plan crashing to the ground. She must start all over again – she had too.

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JaeJoong wondered along the palace’s hall, greeting every person that he had meet along the way. He missed the palace inhabitant for the days he was gone. JaeJoong even talked to some of the royal palace maids that usually served him from morning to the night he will be asleep. He had to admit again that he missed being treated as a Princess although sometimes it gets onto his nerve on how people usually keep on bothering him here and there. But what else could be said, he’s all that.

After taking in the view that seems has no much change, his feet suddenly felt very tired and needed rest. JaeJoong decided to go back to his room located at the other block of the building. He even ordered his followers to stop trailing after him. The amounts of his followers were getting higher than it was before. JaeJoong thought that this must had been his parents doing who were probably worrying sick of him after he told them about the danger approaching him. JaeJoong doesn’t believe at the dangers anymore because he knew now that he had his parents with him – and YunHo.

Flopping down to the couch inside his room, JaeJoong grasped out for the remote control before switching the TV on. Almost immediately, his picture was shown on the TV screen. After a few moment, the news reporter begins to speak, “Prince JaeJoong, or was known as Princess JaeJoong has return back to the palace after a whole week of disappearance in which was misunderstood as the death of this generous Princess. Shocking all of the conference when the King suddenly held up a press meeting earlier this day, recorded 2.30pm exact, Saturday afternoon, saying that the sudden exclamation of the sudden death of the Princess week ago was all a complete misunderstanding in which the King had spoken again that, the Princess is all healthy at the Palace right at the moment. Further information about the case was restricted by the Queen to be opened to the hearing of the public--”

The reporter’s sentence was cut off when JaeJoong’s phone went off. Switching the TV off, he went to his mobile phone which was placed carelessly on the bed.

JaeJoong jumped onto his king-sized bed, lying onto his stomach as he flipped the phone open – only to be greeted by an unknown number. Curious taking over him as he stares to the line of numbers so he pressed the green button and held the device close to his hear.

It was all silence.

“Hello?” JaeJoong decided to speak but no one answered. “Hello?”

“Boo…”

“YunHo!” JaeJoong exclaimed loudly as he pulled pull himself up to sit. “Where did you get…Oh!” JaeJoong finally remembered that he was the one who gave YunHo his phone number before Yunho took off from the palace.

“I’ve seen the news,”

“Oh…” JaeJoong couldn’t find anything better to respond. He hoped YunHo wouldn’t ask him about the causes of his disappearance because it’ll take him another hour to explain to YunHo. And besides, he wanted to keep this as a close secret between four people – his parents, him and Hankyung.

“I don’t want to know…” YunHo said on the other line.

“Thank you…” JaeJoong doesn’t know what else he could answer. “Where are you?”

“Why? Missed me already?” YunHo teased.

“Hmph. You wish!” he pouted as he rolled onto the bed, lying onto his bed, hugging onto his pillow close to his chest.

“Aww… Don’t be like that,”

JaeJoong giggled, hearing YunHo’s cute childish whining voice from the other end. “I already told umma and appa about us,”

“What did they said?”

“They said we should get married soon…” JaeJoong’s voice was above a whisper.

“Really?! Then, I’ll propose you tomorrow right away!” YunHo’s smile stretched miles apart.

“YunHo, don’t you think it’s too quick? We haven’t got to know each other yet…” JaeJoong reasoned as the red tone creeping up to his cheek.

“Then, how about a date for tomorrow?”

“YunHo~”

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The next morning, the South Palace received a visit from the Jung of the North. It surprised the Royal South Couple of the sudden visit but nevertheless, the couple enjoyed the company of their old friends who they haven’t had a chance to meet since their last meeting moments back then. Earlier that morning, the Royal South had gone to the Royal airport to greet the Royal North face to face as what it seems as a rather polite greeting than just waiting for them to just go straight to the palace.

Siwon and Heechul welcomed the Jung couple warmly, with a friendly handshake and warm, contented smile. JaeJoong also stood beside his parents as he watched over the gathering. He could see trails of people in black suit behind the Jung’s couple in which he assumed as some North’s officials and followers.

Then his eyes stopped to the figure right behind the Jung – his YunHo, standing there, firmly and manly in his black suit, staring at him with loving eyes which JaeJoong couldn’t help but to blush shyly.

“Oh, this is my son,” Heechul introduced JaeJoong to the Jung’s. “JaeJoong, Kim JaeJoong,”

JaeJoong bowed 90 degrees to the royalty.

“So this is the one who should get engage with our YunHo, isn’t he?” the lady – Mrs. Jung or was known as the Queen spoke.

“Yes, he indeed is,”

“Wow, he’s pretty,” the lady said as she took a step forward toward JaeJoong. She examines JaeJoong’s smooth, flawless face intensely.

“Parents’ genes…” Siwon joked out which cracked laughter from the other side.

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They all made their way back to the South palace. It was already certain that they’ll discuss regarding the marriage between the two parties. But it was such unlucky that the one who are getting married had already sneak out from the discussion to god-know-where, leaving the parents to settle all of the matter.

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“Jaejoongie, you haven’t answered my question yet,” YunHo spoke as he focuses on his driving.

Sitting on the passenger seat, JaeJoong turned to look at YunHo, “What question?”

“My last night’s question,”

“Yeah, what is it?”

“Do you want to go for a date with me?” YunHo diverted his attention from the road to the beauty next to him, with a childish smile on his face.

JaeJoong couldn’t help but to crack into a fit of laugh.

“Yah, why are you laughing? I'm serious here…”

“Yunnie Bunnie, how cute you can be?” JaeJoong pinched onto YunHo’s cheek, “Tell me what, who is the one who begged to appa to bring me out?”

“Me…”

“Now tell me, who is the one who begged me to join him out and then said that it will going to be our first date despite that umma and appa are probably getting angry with me who is sneaking out with you off the discussion of our wedding?”

“Me…”

“Now tell me, Jung YunHo, what does all that mean?”

“You are going out with me…”

“So, does all that answer your question, my prince Jung YunHo?” JaeJoong leaned up slightly and kiss YunHo on the cheek softly.

Once he realized what he is doing, JaeJoong quickly backed up and bend his head down; embarrassed as he bit onto his lower lip. YunHo chuckled seeing his lover getting shy.

He decided to stop the car to the side. And as he finally did so, he turned to look at JaeJoong who still had his head down. YunHo brought up his hands and cupped JaeJoong’s face, asking him to look at him – him and him only. As JaeJoong looked up, YunHo could see the flushed face JaeJoong is having. YunHo smiles slightly as JaeJoong’s eyes locked straight into his. ‘His JaeJoong is so damn beautiful.’

“Yun…” JaeJoong whispered when all of YunHo’s doing didn’t help getting rid of the redness but instead having it darker again. JaeJoong’s heart thumped vigorously when YunHo whispered a ‘shush…’; demanding him not to move – not to speak – and let the beating hearts do the conversation.

YunHo leaned in and kiss the corner of JaeJoong’s lips – immediately startling the one being kissed. As YunHo backed away, he leans again to kiss JaeJoong at the other side of his corner lips. The Princess had his eyes half-opened as he stares into YunHo’s dark, calming orbs.

The prince pressed his forehead against JaeJoong’s as he gazes into the half-opened eyes – the breathtaking dark eyes, “I think I'm falling harder for you…”

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Sorry for not updating for…what? 2 weeks? I was damn sick. My fever is high and I kept on sneezing endlessly. Expect me to type when I couldn’t even stand. Sheesh…

So I can only serve you this. This is the shortest ever. Comment, ne?

Chapter 13

preparation

“I think I'm falling harder for you...” JaeJoong could hear the same voice again as he was about to sleep.

It was hard to fall asleep when YunHo’s voice still hunting him and his kisses still lingers on his skin.

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Today was the most amazing day JaeJoong had experience in his whole entire life. Well, not that nothing amazing had ever happened to him but today was beyond explanation – incredibly beyond explanation. For once in his life, JaeJoong had never felt so…alive and – loved. True that he has his parental love but that’s not going to cut it. JaeJoong felt that only Yunho can make him feel like this – and no one else.

YunHo brought JaeJoong to a very wonderful date ever – having the younger man treated like a Princess, well, he indeed IS a Princess but that type of Princess with YunHo is far from the Princess he is right now. For once, JaeJoong had never wanted this so much attention drawn to him, but with YunHo, he wanted to feel that he is the only creature that lives in this wide world.

At first, JaeJoong thought it was going to be an awkward situation that he and the North Prince are going together in front of the public eyes. What would people say? The royalty being open? It was what conquering JaeJoong’s mind. But as they reached their destination, Yunho had pulled up a disguise for them both – completely disguising themselves, well, as like normal people, matching the casual cloth they both were wearing.

YunHo praised JaeJoong on how beautiful JaeJoong was no matter in what cloth he was in. The Princess didn’t forget that he was blushing madly at the moment and giving YunHo the second opportunity in being affectionate to him – pecking him for the second time after the one that YunHo had given him in the car. How JaeJoong’s heart furiously flutters and his stomach filled with butterflies at that spot.

JaeJoong wonders why YunHo didn’t just kiss him straight on the lips instead of holding back. Not that JaeJoong wanted YunHo to act so but, it just that…well, let’s just admit that, JaeJoong did WANT YunHo to kiss on his lips – tasting each other. But why didn’t YunHo? They just had two kiss involving lip-to-lips contact while ago, but still it cannot be considered as kissing. It was just simply…brushing lips together. And JaeJoong wanted more than that. Damn, he wanted more. But he cannot do the first move, he just…well, scared.

After strolling around the city, YunHo decided to bring JaeJoong for a movie – just like how a normal date should be. It went pretty smooth. If considering JaeJoong dozing off onto YunHo’s shoulder, hand clinging onto his neck; is smooth, then it is undeniable that it is indeed smooth. YunHo had pulled JaeJoong close to him, which earned a slight stir from the latter and causing him to snap awake. YunHo regretted doing so. He wanted JaeJoong inside his arms for a bit longer. Sheesh…

Before the movie even finished, the couple had walked out off the cinema – claiming what a boring movie they aired today. Then, they both had some coffee, chatting happily as they walked along the park. JaeJoong was pretty soon getting very tired with the walk, shop, chat, and lovey-dovey moment – claiming that he is very exhausted with the whole day off so, as a very concern boyfriend or what they will call, husband – in the future, YunHo brought JaeJoong back into the car – ready to head home. The beauty said that he didn’t want to go home yet, despite that the day was getting dusky. YunHo cannot do anything to refuse – he wanted to treat JaeJoong as his only, today.

The Prince drove off from the busy city to an unknown destination until he stopped in front of a beach – a deserted beach. YunHo was glad that no one will bother him and his JaeJoong now. As he stepped out from the car – killing the car’s engine first before he did so, he rushed to the passenger seat where JaeJoong still unbuckling the seatbelt. YunHo helped JaeJoong unbuckled and unconsciously brushing his cheek with JaeJoong’s nose – a damn close proximity. Alright, JaeJoong admitted he didn’t see that coming. But other than that, he admitted he liked – loved having YunHo’s smooth skin against his skin. Reflexively, JaeJoong felt himself heating up.

YunHo pulled his lover up as he shut the car’s door. Instantly, the cold sea breeze hit JaeJoong’s body. Yunho sensed JaeJoong was shivering to the cold but found himself having nothing convenience – such as coat, wore onto his own body or JaeJoong’s body. Instead, they only wore thin cotton cloth wrapped against their bodies. But Yunho grinned slightly. He knew what he is going to do.

JaeJoong flinched slightly when he felt he was being wrapped by a strong body frame. He was being pulled close and closer, tight and tighter but to YunHo, it seemed it was not close enough. JAejoong looked up – YunHo’s face was inch away from him. But then, he felt he himself was being lifted up by Yunho. In just a mere second he was placed carefully onto the car’s bonnet – having YunHo sitting below him while he sat in between YunHo’s parted legs. JaeJoong smiles slightly as he blushed, for the umpteenth times, again~. JaeJoong had his head rested against YunHo’s chest while YunHo circled his arms around JaeJoong’s waist – as if protectively pulling him closer to his body – seeking for the guaranteed warmth.

As the stay at their position, the sun in front of them was slowly setting – tingeing that night was about to show itself out. Gradually, the sun hid itself completely; the beautiful yellow-orangey ray showered the whole earth – YunJae earth; giving out a very warm feeling. Yunho never realized that Sunset could be this beautiful. He had seen sunset countless time before but it was never as beautiful – never as calming as what he experienced at the moment. Maybe the beauty inside his arms made it perfect as it was – indeed it is. He unconsciously felt a smile spreading across his face. YunHo leans down as he rested a kiss onto JaeJoong’s shoulder then onto the latter’s cheek. He noticed the man’s lips curled into a smile and as he did so, he whispered the same words again, “I think I'm falling harder for you...”

Later at 9, YunHo had dropped JaeJoong to his home – the palace, of course. Being a gentleman, he opened JaeJoong’s door for him as the latter stepped out from the car. He gave JaeJoong a long embrace – long enough that JaeJoong, himself pushed YunHo softly. Leaning down, YunHo planted a soft kiss against JaeJoong’s forehead. Then the lips travel to their favorite spot. Closing his eyes, JaeJoong enjoyed the feeling of being showered by a gentle kiss pressed against his skin. YunHo purposely let his lips lingered there long until he caught a slight purr from the shorter man. Pulling himself upwards, Yunho was greeted by JaeJoong who refused to look at him. He noticed the tip of JaeJoong’s tongue was stuck out at the corner of his lips – as if tasting YunHo on his lips. YunHo took the opportunity give a quick peck at the tip of JaeJoong’s tongue, immediately earning a gasp from JaeJoong, “I’ll see you tomorrow,” that was the last word JaeJoong heard before YunHo gave another kiss on his cheek and driving off to join the royal North at the Royal South Hotel.

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Slowly, JaeJoong was able to close his eyes by the thought of YunHo.

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“Wake up, baby…” a nudge on his body interrupting his beauty sleep. He moans slightly before turning from his back to his stomach.

He pulled his blanket to cover his head as he mutters, “Go away~”

“Aish…wake up lazy bum…Wake up~” the man said in sing-song voice. He pushed the blanket covering JaeJoong’s face down only to be greeted by closed-eyes JaeJoong with a slight frown drawn on his forehead.

“I said go away~” JaeJoong snatched the cover again and turned to the other side and curled himself to a fetus form.

“So you want your Yunnie to go away?” a slight tease.

Inside the thick blanket, JaeJoong’s eyes snapped open by the mention of his lover’s name. He immediately pushed himself up; throwing the cover out of his sight, “Yunnie?” it was a slight whisper before he looked at his right – to have his mother snickering at him, “Yunnie’s here?”

Heechul let out a small chuckle, “No…” The answer disappointed JaeJoong right away; a pout was visible, “But he’ll get here in an hour. So you want to get ready, don’t you? You don’t want to have YunHo running away from you because you stink – haven’t showered, do you?” the pout visible even more.

“Ha. Not funny, umma!”

“Well, to me, it is! Now, get ready, will you?” Heechul said before standing up straight and walking off from JaeJoong’s room with Kyuhyun and couple of lady-maids trailing behind him.

It took JaeJoong a mere second to think before he rushed to the bathroom.

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JaeJoong is waiting patiently – impatiently, as it seems, inside the royal meeting room. Without any specific reason, his hands slightly tremble and sweaty. This is odd. Why did JaeJoong feel that way? Inside his thought, JaeJoong thinks that it was because they were about to talk about his upcoming wedding, so that must be it. If not, why would JaeJoong feel so much nervous and uncomfortable? But isn’t it yesterday that the parents had already discussed about this…ahem…when he and YunHo were gone? But nevertheless, the nervousness is overwhelming.

Then, in a few minutes, Shindong – Siwon’s right hand appears at the door, “The Royal Jung has arrived, Your Majesty,” he voiced out calmly.

“Good! So shall we, my dears?” Siwon spoke to Heechul and JaeJoong who were just nodded and trailed behind the king.

Once outside, the Jungs were just about to step out from the cars. First, it was Jung Jun Jin– the King and then Jung Li Na – the queen and followed by Jung YunHo – the prince, of course.

“Hey, my friend! How’s your day?” Siwon said as he offered a handshake.

“It was good. The services are quite satisfying,” Jung Jun Jin replied with a wide smile as he replied the handshake.

“How about you, YunHo?” Heechul then asked.

YunHo smiles towards Heechul, “It was lovely…” and diverted his attention to eyed towards JaeJoong before adding a whisper, “Very lovely…”

JaeJoong caught YunHo staring at him and instantly broke their gazes as his face reddened.

“Okay…Seems like someone can’t wait to get married!” Jung Li Na teased. Then the whole crew broke into fit of laughter.

“We should get inside,” Siwon invited after settling from the laughter. The whole agreed.

JaeJoong let the older pass by him first, letting them to walk at the front before he, himself started to walk inside. But as he made his first step, a hand grasped his wrist – jerking him up slightly. The contact nervous him even more as if electricity just run through his whole body – but it was a relieve that it wasn’t a real electricity, if it is, he might just die of electric shock before being announced as Jung YunHo’s rightful wife.

JaeJoong looked back and instantly being wrapped into a hug by YunHo, “YunHo…” JaeJoong gasped.

“Hi, Jae…” he whispered into JaeJoong’s ear.

“Umm…Hi, Yunnie… Will you let go of me? Umma and appa are watching…” JaeJoong whispered back.

“So? They know we are getting married,”

“Yunnie, I know they know we are getting married, but could you at least let me go?” JaeJoong struggled under YunHo grasp.

“Never. I will never let you go…”

“YunHo~” JaeJoong pushed YunHo away slightly but only to be held tighter.

“Aww… Aren’t they cute?” JaeJoong and YunHo never knew that their parents had stopped dead on their track just to turn around to look at their intimate sons.

JaeJoong heard his umma voice and immediately pushed YunHo away with all his strength. He then walked hastily towards the elders, leaving a pouting YunHo behind. “Haha…Umma… Come on, let’s go…” he said as he quickly led the way – hiding the red tone creeping onto his cheek.

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YunHo sits himself beside JaeJoong as his parents were sitting opposes with him while his soon-to-be parents-in-law were sitting themselves at their usual seats. YunHo had a cushion on his laps and so did JaeJoong. No one knows that YunHo and JaeJoong hands were both intertwined under the cushion - caressing each other’s soft hand under the cover of the dark-colored pillows

The lovers keep glancing towards each other by the corner of their eyes as they were forced to listen about the discussion matters the elders are talking. Sometimes, they smile when their eyes were suddenly locked to each other, making them the very sweet couple ever exists in the universe.

Suddenly, Shindong rushed into the room – not bothering to inform the gathering about his presence. Siwon and Heechul had a shocked expression in their face as the other people stared at him with concern, “What happened, Shindong?” it was a question from Siwon.

“Your Majesty, I do apologize for interrupting but I suggest you should see this…” Shindong said between his pants. He reached out for the television remote control and pressed the on button.

Immediately, the image of JaeJoong in his yesterday’s cloth comes to view. He was inside the car he and YunHo had used yesterday as they sneaked out the palace. But what is weird, only JaeJoong face could be seen, JaeJoong hadn’t had his disguise on yet. The Princess remembers that it was when YunHo parked the car at the side of the road.

Then the image focused, but YunHo’s face was hidden as he faced his back towards the camera, instantly making YunHo’s image as a stranger. Then Yunho leaned in towards JaeJoong and looked like he was kissing JaeJoong.

The parents in the room widened their eyes – shocked by YunHo’s action.

Then, the video was changed by a man, sitting behind his desk. He blabbers and blabbers on and on until a certain words caught whole of the people in the room’s attention, “Princess Kim JaeJoong’s improper deeds, dating with an unknown man in the public without consulting about the relationship that he is having right now. What would people say about this once we called generous princess?” then the man’s face was once again changed to the photo where he and YunHo were strolling at the park, then to the photo JaeJoong hugging YunHo in front of a shop, it was countless pictures that was shown until it ends with the photo of YunHo and him sitting on the car’s bonnet, YunHo kissing his shoulder.

JaeJoong sensed something fishy about the pictures and video. All of the media were having JaeJoong’s face recognizable although with the disguise on his face but what was weird that every single media were having YunHo’s face covered – YunHo’s face cannot be seen at all. If it was not trees that was blocking Yunho’s frame, it would be the car. If not both, Yunho’s face was buried against JaeJoong’s shoulder or such. It was as if the photographer were hired to make JaeJoong’s image looked bad and awful. But JaeJoong didn’t voice out his worry. Who knows, it might just be his side assumption.

The TV then was shut and Shindong was gestured out.

“No need to explain…” Siwon said before JaeJoong could even spit a word.

“We have to quicken the wedding to avoid misunderstanding, don’t we?” Jung Jun Jin suggested.

“Yes, I agree. But we have to settle the misunderstanding first. We can’t have our people going against us, yes?” it was Heechul’s turn to speak.

“The later will be the end of this week, I suggest,” Jung Li Na agreed.

YunHo’s grip tightens onto JaeJoong’s hand. Excited?

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The whole week is such a damn busy week. JaeJoong, Yunho and the Kings and Queens had so much things to do, had so much meeting to attend but to JaeJoong, it was different now. If once he usually attends all by himself, now that he had attended with YunHo – his rightful fiancé.

The first day of the week, JaeJoong had came to a press conference meeting to clear the misunderstanding away. He admitted that he had gone out with a man but he also admitted that the man was none other than the man he is going to marry soon. He introduced Yunho to the big meeting – in which, he doubted that the whole crew didn’t know Yunho as the North Prince. It happens to be a very smooth meeting where JaeJoong didn’t have to hide – didn’t have to lie about his real relationship with the said man. He skipped the detail where he had met with Yunho but went straight to the arranged engagement that was planned by both sides. Throughout the conference, YunHo sat besides JaeJoong – whispering, giving an encouragement to the Princess, in which JaeJoong thought he didn’t miss a couple of whining sound emitted from the crowd – saying that JaeJoong and YunHo is definitely a perfect match towards each other.

Then after the conference, the royal couple busied themselves with the preparation of their wedding. The royal North had also extended their stay at the South, just to make sure every single thing on the wedding day went pretty smooth and perfect. JaeJoong picked up the color for their tuxedo – white, Yunho didn’t decline. They also had come to one voice that they will agree on a modern-style wedding, and then followed by a royal march-pass around Seoul right after YunHo and JaeJoong were pronounced husband and wife.

They decided that at night, they will spend at the South instead of the North since the wedding will take place at the South. But then, after a few weeks, JaeJoong will have to follow YunHo back at North as what tradition always followed. It didn’t disturb JaeJoong though, because as long as he had YunHo by his side, his world will be absolutely perfect – he assumed.

By just a few hours, the news about the marriage had been spread throughout the whole Korea – the whole world. It surprised the people, really. They had never thought their lovely Princess is getting married pretty soon but nevertheless the responses the royal received were quite satisfying where most people didn’t go against the wedding. Instead, they also had wished a never-ending happiness for the soon-to-be husband and wife. In which, Yunho vowed he will never ever hurt his precious.

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Chapter 14

marriage

Don’t kill me for not updating for quite sometimes. I was getting busy with school and all. And now, I am joining this certain activity that prevents me from updating often. Sorry.

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“Do you, Jung Yunho take you take this man, Kim JaeJoong to be your lawfully wedded husband, your constant friend, your faithful partner, and your love from this day onward. In the presence of God, your families and friends, to offer him your solemn vow to be his faithful partner in sickness and in health, in good times and in bad, and in joy as well as in sorrow, to promise to love him unconditionally, to supports him in his goal, to honor and to respect him, to laugh with him and cry with him and to cherish him for as long as you both shall live?” the minister’s voice rang throughout the whole big church.

“Yes, I do. I do take you take you, Kim JaeJoong to be my lawfully wedded husband, my constant friend, my faithful partner, and my love from this day onward. In the presence of God, our families and friends, and to offer you my solemn vow to be your faithful partner in sickness and in health, in good times and in bad, and in joy as well as in sorrow. I promise to love you unconditionally, to supports you in your goal, to honor and to respect you, to laugh with you and cry with you and to cherish you for as long as we both shall live,” YunHo’s eyes never left his beauty’s in front of him.

“And do you, Kim JaeJoong take this man, Jung YunHo to be lawfully your wedded husband, your constant friend, your faithful partner, and your love from this day onward. In the presence of God, your families and friends, to offer him your solemn vow to be his faithful partner in sickness and in health, in good times and in bad, and in joy as well as in sorrow, to promise to love him unconditionally, to supports him in his goal, to honor and to respect him, to laugh with him and cry with him and to cherish him for as long as you both shall live?”

“Yes, I do. I do take you take you, Jung Yunho to be my lawfully wedded husband, my constant friend, my faithful partner, and my love from this day onward. In the presence of God, our families and friends, and to offer you my solemn vow to be your faithful partner in sickness and in health, in good times and in bad, and in joy as well as in sorrow. I promise to love you unconditionally, to supports you in your goal, to honor and to respect you, to laugh with you and cry with you and to cherish you for as long as we both shall live,” JaeJoong managed to choke the words out.

“Now I pronounced you husband and husband. You may now kiss each other,” then it was followed by a series of claps inside the church, thousands of cameras from world’s representative went off, nearly blinding the new wedded couple.

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“Now that I gave you my son, take a good care of him. If I ever found out that you hurt a single thread of his hair, you’re dead. Do you get me, Jung YunHo?” Heechul weeps as he sits in front of the kneeling couple. It hurts to see his son, who was always been beside him through thick and thin now is a married man – to be a person full of responsibility.

“I promise, umma…” YunHo whispered audibly as his grip on JaeJoong’s hand tightened. “I’ll take care of him more than I had took care of myself. I’ll line him to my first priority than everything in this world. I’ll love him as much as the eternity will never been enough for me to love him. I promise, umma,”

“Baby, now that you are YunHo’s wife, be a good one, alright?” Heechul went onto his knees and engulfed JaeJoong into his arms.

“Okay, Umma,” tears landed on both JaeJoong’s and Heechul’s shoulder.

“Rella honey, you’re bit exaggerating, dear. It’s not like JaeJoong never going to visit us again. They are staying for one week again. Don’t worry. Now, give the Jung a chance,” Siwon comforted from behind.

“But my baby is already other’s husband. He has grown up too fast,” a stream of were tears visible to Siwon’s view.

“Sooner or later, he’ll be a husband too. Now, stop crying dear,” Siwon said as he pulled Heechul to a corner.

Then the Senior Jung couple stood in front of the Junior Jung couple, they then squat down until they were in the same height of both JaeJoong and YunHo. “JaeJoong dear,” Jung Li Na voiced softly with a warm smile on her face as he cupped JaeJoong’s face into her palm, “Be a good husband, okay? No, wait! It suits more when we say, be a good wife, okay?” JaeJoong giggled softly. “We give our spoilt son to you and take good care of him, alright? Spoil him like how we spoilt him; give him everything he ever wants because we trust you to be the only person perfect for YunHo. Okay, dear?”

“Yes, Your Highness,”

“Umma, JaeJoong. Umma,” JaeJoong felt his heart softened to the gentleness of the person in front of him and he couldn’t help but release a muffled sob accompanied with tears.

“Yes, Umma,”

“That’s my boy,” Li Na gave JaeJoong a peck on both side of his cheek before making way to give a little space for her husband.

“JaeJoong,” Jun Jin’s voice was firm but full with fatherly-tone. “Be a good husb- wife, take care of yourself first before taking care of YunHo because if something happens to you, appa is sure he’ll die, so eat well, sleep well, rest well, okay? Appa actually don’t know what to say but one thing for sure, if YunHo ever bullies you, you can come to us. We’ll bully him 10 flips more than he bullies you, get that?”

“Yes, a-appa,” Jun Jin just nodded and engulf JaeJoong into a hug.

“Good boy, very good boy,”

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It was a tiring day that JaeJoong and YunHo had experienced. From the early morning to late at night, they had fully occupied with the wedding ceremony. They had also marched down the Seoul in front of thousands of people who were hanging banners which pray for the happiness of the new royal couple – following after and before them were countless of people with street performance, royal bands, and royal guards including both Royal Senior Jung and Senior Kim couples in their respective beautiful horse carriages.

And now, the end of the ceremony is now, where YunHo and JaeJoong privately enjoyed their first meal as Husband and – wife – as it seems, accompanied by two maids just in case the couple needs something.

“You should eat more, boo,” YunHo scooped another piece of grilled pork into JaeJoong’s nearly full plate.

“But I'm full already, Yunnie,” JaeJoong whined as he rubbed his flat stomach.

YunHo smiles sweetly as he watches his official wife pouting like a child. “Then, shall we drink?” he raised his small ceramic cup containing colorless soju up. JaeJoong returns his smile and asks the maid to fill up his empty cup.

“My pleasure, hubby…” and JaeJoong drinks his drink in one gulp. As he retreated the cup down, he scrunched up his face to the bitterness he just swallowed. The husband chuckled contentedly at the adorable sight.

“You’re so cute,”

“Ah?” JaeJoong started to experience dizziness over-whelming him. To JaeJoong, the earth seems to spin faster than it usually self. He brought his hand up to his forehead as he tried to shake the dizziness away. His eyes were closed to prevent the spinning eating him up.

“Baby, are you okay?” YunHo quickly ran to JaeJoong and pulled JaeJoong’s hand down to examine him.

As JaeJoong opens his eyes, YunHo’s face was just mere inch from him. He brought his hand up to caress YunHo’s cheek, “Yunnie, you’re so handsome…” a hiccup followed after that.

“Aish, why didn’t you tell me you can’t drink?” YunHo whispered audibly to a flushed JaeJoong. He felt disappointed that tonight didn’t go as it was already arranged.

“YunHo-yah…Yunnie…YunBear…Yun-ah…YunYun-ah…” JaeJoong mumbled hoarsely as his half-open eyes stare at YunHo and his two hands palmed YunHo’s face.

“Okay, we really need to get rest…” a hint of manly disappointment were audibly in YunHo’s voice. He lifted a drunken JaeJoong bridal-style towards their new room; meters away from the place they had their meals.

As YunHo lifted JaeJoong up, JaeJoong’s hand automatically hook around YunHo’s neck while he placed his face against the crook of YunHo’s neck.

“We are going to bed,” YunHo informed the maids who were waiting outside the room.

“Yes, have a good rest, Prince and Princess,” the maids reply as the bowed down. Never did YunHo know that every single person of them where having an obvious smirk on, including the parents who were peeking behind the wall.

Oh, tonight will be a very long night.

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YunHo placed JaeJoong carefully on the bed, to not to wake him from his slumber. He tucked JaeJoong in the blanket up to his chin. Seeing how peaceful JaeJoong is, YunHo brought out his hand and tucked the lock of JaeJoong’s hair back – now, that’s better. YunHo unconsciously smiles to himself seeing how lucky he is to have such a beautiful man to be his wife, to have a person like him being beside him every second, and to have a loving and caring person like JaeJoong all to himself. YunHo felt like his world is complete by having JaeJoong officially his. He couldn’t ask for more. And he can be sure that, he can die, smiling.

YunHo planted a soft longing kiss onto JaeJoong’s forehead and smiled slightly as he retreated, only to be shocked when JaeJoong has already awake, with his two big mesmerizing, innocent doe eyes wide open and cheek flushed red apple.

“Boo, you’re awake. I'm sorry if I disturbed you,”

“No...You didn’t. I was just…I don’t want to fall asleep during our first night….” He admitted which earned himself a blush on the cheeks.

“You can sleep if you want. You must be very tired and you’re drunk. It’s quite handful to control, isn’t it not, hmm?” Yunho said softly as he caressed JaeJoong’s hair.

“No. it’s not,” and it surprised YunHo more when JaeJoong pulled the collar of YunHo’s shirt to have his lips meeting his.

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Hehe….(That’s Zeey’s grin if you’re wondering - if you get what I mean.) Anyway, *********Rated-R Scene Upcoming*********Read at your own risk! ***********

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“Mmhhh….” JaeJoong moaned softly between their lips-lock. JaeJoong was so eager to have YunHo’s lips pressing hard against his that he has propped onto one elbow while the other hand pressing YunHo’s neck down. YunHo was still off-guard with the sudden wild JaeJoong. He has to open his eyes and peeked for JaeJoong’s to know if JaeJoong was truly real for this time. As he had experienced with his wife that he only had two kisses with him that those weren’t even can be consider as a real kiss but seeing how fervent his wife is, he must give up. But one thing for sure, he wants this night to be unforgettable, sweet, and gentle although JaeJoong might not be able to remember it tomorrow considering about the state he is in.

YunHo slowly hover onto JaeJoong without breaking the kiss. He placed his legs on both side of JaeJoong and starts grinding on JaeJoong’s groin. “Ngahh…” JaeJoong whimpered at the annoyingly slow movement. This gave YunHo an opportunity to intrude JaeJoong’s slightly opened mouth. He shoved his tongue inside of the other man’s mouth and has a really intense but soft tongue battle with him. As both were man, they hated losing but one has to give up and JaeJoong does. He gave his husband the opportunity to explore his mouth with any hesitant or second thought. After all, he is now his lawfully wedded husband – no one can say a thing.

YunHo drank all of JaeJoong sweetness off as he licks all inch inside of his cavern. The hands that were once against YunHo’s neck now have travel to settle at the back of YunHo. As for the husband, he let his mouth controls everything and his hands lock JaeJoong by the neck to be stilled against the bed. JaeJoong’s hands ball up to fisted YunHo’s shirt when YunHo left his mouth and travelled down to his neck, leaving JaeJoong whimpering at the lost of the warm contact.

YunHo kissed and licked and sucked at the skin continuously, leaving it all red before he attacks another spot. He travels his tongue across JaeJoong’s adam apple and gives it a little bite on it. JaeJoong moaned softly at YunHo’s arousing action. YunHo started to unbutton JaeJoong’s cloth as his real attention never leaves JaeJoong’s creamy neck. And by the time YunHo finally reached the end of the button, JaeJoong’s hand flails to do the same treatments towards YunHo’s cloth but he only had Yunho snatching his hand away, “Let me do all the work. Just enjoy the ride,” YunHo mumbled against JaeJoong’s lips the moment he reached there. JaeJoong just nodded obediently.

By the time YunHo tugged JaeJoong’s cloth off – leaving him half naked, JaeJoong has the flushed face coming back. As if impatient just by the sight of JaeJoong’s adorableness, YunHo take off his cloth quickly. Now that they were at least half skin-to-skin, YunHo was also half-satisfied.

YunHo continues his treatment against JaeJoong’s skin. His lips then travel to JaeJoong’s pinkish nipple. He gave it a little tug by his teeth and licked it all up like a thirsty kitten licking onto a pond of water. JaeJoong gave out a hoarse moan as he arched his head slightly. To him, this is a new sensation that he’ll treasure till he ever lives on earth. “YunHo, I love you so much…” JaeJoong whispered softly that he doubts YunHo would hear him.

“I love you too, Jung JaeJoong,” that was the first time YunHo ever heard the three meaningful words from JaeJoong. “I love you so, so much than you could ever imagine,” he mumbled against JaeJoong erected nipple. As that was done, Yunho diverted his attention to JaeJoong’s other nipple, giving it the same treatment and receiving the same reaction.

YunHo grinded his hips against JaeJoong’s and JaeJoong moaned out loud that the outsiders might have heard him. YunHo smirked at the reaction he is getting and continued to move deathly slow than ever, teasing JaeJoong to the fullest extent. Using his hand, he then gave JaeJoong’s manhood a hard tug on it, “Ahh…Ahh…Nghhh….” JaeJoong’s hand fisted hard onto the bed cover, it was so hard that his knuckles turn pale white.

Undoing JaeJoong’s pants, YunHo’s lips tongue found it way home again – inside JaeJoong’s mouth. He gave JaeJoong another gentle kiss, exchanging breathes, exchanging sweetness and absolutely exchanging kisses with love on it. JaeJoong’s hands come to wrap around YunHo’s neck. He took control of the kiss as YunHo busied his attention in struggling to take off the only barriers to his aching manhood’s new home. YunHo could instantly feel his pants uncomfortable tighten even more when he has successfully threw JaeJoong’s pants away. The sight in front of him makes him forgets to breathe for a second. His heart thumps uncomfortable at amazing rate that YunHo afraid that it may burst out. JaeJoong – completely naked, creamy white legs, amazing toned skin, beautiful waist, and amazing standing hard cock (*ahem) was too much for YunHo to handle, without drooling.

“Oh my gosh, you are so beautiful…” YunHo said breathlessly and immediately crushed his lips back again onto JaeJoong’s. He roams his hand to everywhere he could ever reach. He caresses, touches, teases with everything on JaeJoong’s skin now that those were rightfully his. As JaeJoong were too preoccupied with their kissing activity, Yunho’s hand had dangerously travelled lower to JaeJoong’s private man area. “Ahhhh!” JaeJoong moaned too loud when YunHo just give the hard thing a little flick on its tip. YunHo still could smirk to the sensitivity of his JaeJoong towards his touches.

YunHo’s mouth leaves JaeJoong’s for a second and he rested his forehead onto his lover’s. “I want you to feel the most pleasurable thing that only I could give. You are mine and I'm yours. I want this only happens when I'm with you and you with me, and no one else, okay?” YunHo said, a little bit too possessive.

JaeJoong, through his flushed face, reply, “And I want to give you the most pleasurable thing that you cannot find anywhere else but at me, your home. I love you, Jung YunHo…”

“I love you too, Jung JaeJoong,” and YunHo closed his eyes to continue his undone work to his JaeJoong. He crawled down until he came face-to-face with JaeJoong’s thing. He gave the tip a little kiss and JaeJoong immediate reaction was moaning out loud as he gripped tightly onto YunHo’s hair. “Hahh…Ahh…” JaeJoong panted.

YunHo pressed his lips against the shaft before sticking his tongue out and lick onto JaeJoong’s sex, “Ahhhh….Ngghhhh….” the grip onto YunHo’s hair tightened. “Yun-hhooo!” JaeJoong managed to moan hoarsely between the pants.

But YunHo, being an ignorant one just leaves JaeJoong struggling to breath and controlling the excessive pleasure to himself as he continues to tease JaeJoong with his hot cavern around JaeJoong’s thick and hard cock. YunHo engulfs the organ down to his throat, allowing JaeJoong to feel how good it is to have a warm mouth around an aching and throbbing manhood. “Ahh….Yunhooo….faster please…” and YunHo obliges.

YunHo brought his index finger out and tease the small hole of JaeJoong’s as he threw the man’s left leg above his shoulder to give more access. “Uhh…Yun..hoo…” JaeJoong moaned out. At the moment, JaeJoong’s stomach suddenly tightens when Yunho moves faster and harder every second. His hands clenched tight onto YunHo’s hair and his body arched backwards. YunHo knew what was about to come, and his prediction is obviously true. He didn’t let go of JaeJoong’s cock and continues to do more extreme that he did minutes ago. JaeJoong suddenly stiffens and he spurts out his white sticky release onto YunHo’s mouth. YunHo gladly swallowed them all without any hesitation.

“YunHo…” JaeJoong managed to whispered between his pant and release his tight grip on YunHo’s head.

“Hmm?” YunHo replied back as he licked his lips clean from JaeJoong’s cum. He crawled back upward meeting face to face with JaeJoong.

“Is that all?” he mumbled as he tried hard to hide his red face.

“You want more?” JaeJoong blushed even harder and hid his face against YunHo’s chest. YunHo chuckled, “Then I’ll give you more,” it was YunHo’s last word before he attacked JaeJoong’s lips again.

JaeJoong would moan and purr every time YunHo touched his sensitive spots but he would like to admit he loved it.

Yunho suddenly pulled out of the kiss and JaeJoong pouted. “Why?”

“We need something,” YunHo reasoned.

“What is it?”

YunHo’s eyes wondered across the room and suddenly his eyes noticed a stick-in note stuck on the table lamp. Reaching his hand out, he pulled the note out and read the text. A naughty smirk appeared on his lips second after, “What is it?” JaeJoong grabbed the small paper out of his husband’s grasp and uttered the text off, “Everything you need is in the drawer. Enjoy yourself – each other (as it seems),” the beautiful eyes widened to the fullest extent as he blushed in embarrassment again, “Y-YunHo, w-what does it mean?” he asked innocently.

But YunHo was already going through the drawer. Different type of sex toys were in there namely…umm…something. If it was to follow his heart, YunHo would have these entire toys try out tonight but since he has to satisfy the throbbing meat between his legs, his eyes only went to search for one particular thing, guess?

“Y-YunHo, w-what is that?” JaeJoong stuttered nervously when he saw the small bottle on his husband’s hand. But instead of answering, YunHo just smiles at his wife and prepare himself out. He rubbed his hard member with the lubricant in his palm. “Y-YunHo?” JaeJoong was scared that YunHo didn’t reply him.

“Baby, I don’t want to hurt you. Trust me, it’ll be okay,” JaeJoong was dumfounded. Blame his innocence.

Spreading JaeJoong’s legs apart, YunHo position himself for the intrusion. JaeJoong was about to say something but the tip of YunHo’s hard member had already inside of him causing him to jerked backward. “AHH! Oh- goodness…Ah!”

“Relax baby, this won’t be long…” YunHo whispered softly into JaeJoong’s ear.

JaeJoong relaxed his muscle a little bit and YunHo took the opportunity to push himself further, but the moment he did so, JaeJoong tensed up again. His wall was surrounding YunHo’s member tightly, enough to make YunHo gone insane. YunHo groaned loudly and pushed himself a little bit deeper although it was kind of impossible at the situation they were having now. JaeJoong endless cries filled the entire room. Streams of tears rolled down his face non-stop because of the pain he is now experiencing. “YunHo…it hurts…it hurts very…badly…Ah!” JaeJoong said between his cries.

YunHo stopped immediately. “Alright, Alright, I’ll stop. Don’t cry, baby…” although he is disappointed with his own action but JaeJoong’s self is more important than his desire at the moment. He was about to pull himself out but JaeJoong stopped him.

“No! Don’t… I trust you… it’ll be okay…”

YunHo smiled faintly and kissed JaeJoong gently as not to hurt him by the connection they made. But it was all vain, as the more Yunho moved, the deeper his cock went.

“Nghh…” JaeJoong’s cry was all swallowed by YunHo.

YunHo pulled himself out of JaeJoong and slammed back into him, causing JaeJoong to jerk off. And instead of a painful cry, it was a deep hoarse moan that followed after. YunHo groaned against JaeJoong’s neck to the tightness of JaeJoong’s wall. JaeJoong unconsciously tensed the muscles inside of him and entrapped YunHo that it is so hard for him to move. It was driving YunHo over the edge.

Groans and moans completed the love making scene.

After couple of thrusts, JaeJoong could feel his stomach tensed one more time. YunHo could sense this and fasten his speed. “Ahh...Hahhh…ahhh….” JaeJoong’s head rolled to the left and right as YunHo just glued his kisses all over JaeJoong’s sweaty neck.

With deep thrusts and groans, JaeJoong finally come on YunHo’s stomach and YunHo soon followed after inside JaeJoong.

YunHo collapsed onto JaeJoong with one hand propped to prevent from squishing the fragile man below him. With an extra little energy, YunHo rolled to the side and lied beside JaeJoong. Both were panting after their bed activities – having a really satisfy smile on both faces. YunHo turned to face JaeJoong and JaeJoong was just doing the same. Their eyes locked immediately. JaeJoong blushed and giggled slightly. He pushed himself into YunHo’s opened arms and pressed his head against the toned chest. “I love you, Yunnie…”

“I love you too… And by then, I pronounced you, Jung YunHo’s property,” YunHo whispered breathily against JaeJoong’s ear. JaeJoong giggled.

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Omona…*hides blushing face* Is it good? Oh~ I'm embarrassed. I need a hug…

Comments? *runs to the corner*

Chapter 15

visits

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE GREATEST LEADER SHI AKA JOONGIE’S HUBBY, YUNNIE BUNNIE! YUNNIE, WE, THE FANGIRLS REALLY HOPE THAT YOU SUCCEED IN EVERYTHING THAT YOU EVER WORKED ON, INCLUDING DBSK AND MAKING JOONGIE YOURS! XP I REALLY HOPE THAT YOU GUYS WILL GET MARRIED SOON! THE YUNJAE FANGIRLS ARE ALREADY IMPATIENTLY WAITING!

YUNNIE HWAITING! I LOVEEEEEEEEE YOU10000000000000000000X YUNNIE!!!!

*Sigh* I sounded so lame.

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The sun rose brightly today, waking the two souls tangled together up. JaeJoong slowly flutters his eyes opened and immediately were greeted by the light blinding his eyes. As if a reflex, he brought his hand to cover his eyes. Suddenly he felt a movement below him and glanced over, YunHo’s sleeping face come to view. Then JaeJoong felt his skin touched directly onto YunHo’s without barrier eg. cloth. He lifted the blanket covering their bodies and his eyes widened to their fullest extent. “YunHo!” he nearly screamed but luckily he didn’t.

“Yes, baby? What’s wrong?” YunHo asked innocently as he yawned.

“Why are we naked?”

YunHo sprung up from his lying position, “You didn’t remember?” he asked as he fingered JaeJoong’s chin.

“Remember what?” JaeJoong questioned back and tried to bring himself remembering what had happened that may caused them in the position they were in now. Suddenly, one by one flashback of the other night came to JaeJoong’s memory. From the moment they were having a good time at the dining room to the one JaeJoong tried to seduce YunHo, in which he succeeded. JaeJoong gasped as he covered his mouth. “We did it…” it was more of a statement than a question.

“Yes, we did. And it was nice… wasn’t it?” YunHo smiled playfully.

“Omona!” JaeJoong blushed. “We really did it…”

YunHo lied back onto the bed, bringing JaeJoong along with him. He pushed JaeJoong against his chest and he buried his face onto JaeJoong’s hair as he took a deep sniff. YunHo smiled, satisfied. JaeJoong had his head against YunHo’s chest as he listened to the constant gentle heart beating of his lover. He couldn’t help but smiled too. ‘Maybe last night wasn’t that bad,’ JaeJoong spoke in his mind.

YunHo brought JaeJoong’s hand to his lips and kiss it, “Do you know how much I love you?” he suddenly threw in.

JaeJoong shook his head.

“I love you so much and much and much…” YunHo said as he planted a continuous peck onto JaeJoong’s delicate palm.

“And I love you much and much and much too…” JaeJoong replied, almost inaudibly.

Silence.

“YunHo, do you think we could visit the seven’s?” JaeJoong, out of the blue, suddenly asked. It was another brief silent before YunHo could reply.

“I think we could. Why? You want to go there?”

“If we could…”

“Alright. I’ll just ask umma and appa then,”

“Thank you…” JaeJoong managed to say before shutting his eyes.

Suddenly a couple of door knock could be heard, disturbing the lovely moment in the room. “Yes?” YunHo said as a respond.

“The King and the Queen asked for both Prince and Princess…” the one behind the door reply as an answer.

YunHo groaned lightly, “We’ll be there in a moment!” But instead of standing up from the bed, YunHo just tightened his hold around JaeJoong more. He rolled himself and JaeJoong ended up on the bottom of YunHo. Almost immediately, JaeJoong’s eyes snapped opened and were greeted by cheery dark brown eyes of YunHo’s.

“What are you doing?”

“Nothing,” he smirked and shrugged off as he got off the bed. “Come on, wake up, sleepy head! Umma and appa are waiting for us!” he kissed JaeJoong lightly on the forehead. JaeJoong groaned a disapproval.

“Can we not go? I'm still tired…”

“Oho…Look who’s talking?” YunHo snorted as the other man pouted cutely. The irresistible action made YunHo’s heart fluttered uncomfortably. The corner of his lips tugged upward, “Come on~~~~~” and with that he lifted JaeJoong up and threw him over his shoulder.

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“Shit, shit, shit! All of these are shits, a damn fucking shit!” The lady in the large room yelled to the line of men in black. “I thought my plan is going to work. Who knows that fucking bastard is getting his happy ending so soon? I thought he would never get any!” she barked and threw the things on the table off. “Seul gi!” she called out. As of immediately, the woman came in.

“Yes, master?” she tried to control her voice from shaking.

“Where’s the bastard?”

“Princess JaeJoong?”

“Who the fucking else do you think I'm talking about?!” she cursed out loud despite the audience in the room.

“Umm…He left to see the King and Queen….” Seul gi said without too much confidence.

“I want to meet him despite anything. Arrange it for me. If you could, I want it to be right now!”

“Uh…Yes, Master!” she replied before making her way out the room, hurriedly.

“Get out!” BoA instructed firmly to the standing men. They obediently followed their master’s order as one by one of them started to leave the room.

When the room is clear with a satisfying silent, BoA closed up her room, making it hidden from the outside. She then took out the mirror that was once inside in its hidden place.

“What will you going to do?” the mirror asked first without BoA questioning it.

“I have a plan…”

“Mind telling me?”

“Just wait and see. This is going to be very interesting. Very, very interesting…”

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The couple made their way to the place they were supposed to meet the elderly couple. YunHo had his right hand around JaeJoong’s waist as they walked very closely together with a couple of maid in hanbok trailing behind.

Once they reached the main door, the guards immediately informed the King and Queen inside about the arrival of YunHo and JaeJoong. They then entered the room together.

“Joongie…” Heechul stood and approached towards JaeJoong.

“Umma…” JaeJoong replied Heechul’s warm embrace.

“So, how’s the night?” he wiggled his eyebrow in sense of teasing.

“Umma…don’t talk about it…” a red tone crept onto JaeJoong’s cheek as he turned to the other side. YunHo too was having a little color of pink on both sides of his cheek. “It’s embarrassing…” he whispered. Heechul, seeing this kind of action, he immediately understood about what his son had meant.

“Aww….why? Umma just want to know…” but Heechul decided to continue his teasing. “Must be fun last night, right?” he noticed the red color darkened.

“Umma~~~” JaeJoong whined cutely as he buried his face onto YunHo’s chest.

“Rella dear, stop teasing them, will you? They must be embarrassed. Right, son?” Siwon asked to YunHo.

“Uh…Yes…” YunHo stuttered nervously.

“Come on, sit then…” Siwon gestured his hand, asking them to both sit down. The two of them followed and settle themselves onto the hard cushioned-chair, having JaeJoong to sit very close to YunHo.

They talked and chatted for a good 30 minutes until YunHo brought certain topic out.

“Umma…Appa… I was wondering if JaeJoong and I could have umm… some kind of….say, vacation for these few days,” YunHo started off, “If you allowed us to, of course…”

“Vacation?” both Heechul and Siwon raised their eyebrow towards JaeJoong.

YunHo nodded and JaeJoong suddenly become eager for the approval. His face beamed with the feeling of excited. Heechul noticed the sudden change of JaeJoong expression and couldn’t help to soften his feeling. He just couldn’t disappoint the feeling of his baby thus he said yes and approved them to have their holiday.

“You should have not asked. We’ll give you anyway. Beside it’s just a day after your wedding so wedding equals to honeymoon. There is just no way that we will say no, no?” Siwon reasoned as he smiled to the newly wedded couple.

“Really? We can go?” JaeJoong almost jump with excitement.

“Of course dear, you can go to wherever you want. As long as you both stick together,” Heechul said as he handed Siwon a cup of tea.

“There is a definite reason why we will always stick together, aren’t we, Boo?” YunHo kissed JaeJoong lightly on the cheek.

“Aww…Look at them, so cute and adorable…” JaeJoong smiled shyly and pushed YunHo’s face away with his palm causing YunHo to pout cutely. “So where do you guys plan to go?”

“We’re not going too far. We are just going to visit a very special place, the place that was the first time I met JaeJoong…”

“Where is that?” Siwon asked, curious.

But both JaeJoong and YunHo just locked their eyes together and drown into each other’s land.

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“Yah, stop being so stubborn! I grabbed the pie first! Its mine!”

“No! It’s me first! I took it first! So back off,” the chicken pie is continued being pulled and pushed into two pairs of hands.

“You back off! I want to eat it! I am damn hungry! You’ve eaten the whole plate, so give it to me now!”

“It was you that ate the whole plate! I just grabbed one or two of them but you gobbled all of them into that bumpy stomach of yours,”

“What? Me?!” an extreme harsh pull and the chicken pie was flown away and landed outside the window. Both the quarrels are having their eyes widen and jaws dropped. “See! You should have given it to me in the first place. Look at what you have done!” the older one shouted.

The lips of the younger of the two started to quiver. His eyes started to glisten before a loud, very loud whine escaped from his mouth, “Wa~~~~,” he cried and ran to the living room. “Teukkie hyung~~~ Minnie hyung is being a meanie~~~” he whined loudly and cried onto Leeteuk’s chest who was sitting on the couch.

“What the heck?! Now, it’s me again?! Argh…I suffered this living!” ChangMin yelled and stomped to his room.

“Jaejinnie… how many times should I tell you, stop bullying your hyungs which includes me,” Leeteuk said and pushed JaeJin lightly from attaching to his body.

“But I didn’t bully him. He bullied me. Even YooChun hyung and Kangin hyung always bullied me. Then they all dumped their fault to me. Tell me, hyung, what have I done wrong to deserve this kind of living…” JaeJin started acting dramatically as he stared up to the ceiling and sighed.

“You’re lucky that your Kangin hyung and YooChun hyung are out. If they caught you saying that word, they’ll slaughter you to death,” Leeteuk threatened and earned a pout from JaeJin. “Now stop pouting and apologize to your Minnie hyung-”

“But-”

“Although it isn’t your fault. Just go to him, knock and say ‘I'm sorry,’ isn’t that easy?”

“Alright!” JaeJin was truly defeated against his hyung. He stood up from the couch he was sitting and was already on his feet when a knock on the door could be heard.

“Might be your Kibum and Junsu hyung,” Leeteuk guessed, “But you,” he pointed at JaeJin, “Do what I told you to do,” hearing that, JaeJin pouted.

Knock Knock. The knock still hasn’t stop. Leeteuk quickly approached the door and turned the knob open. What he saw caught him by surprise. His surprised expression quickly turned into a cheerful one once the men outside the door began to smile.

“Princess! Why didn’t you tell you would come?!” Leeteuk half shouted. He pulled JaeJoong inside his arms and hugged him tightly as if to pour down the feeling of miss he had been dealing for the moment JaeJoong was gone. “I could have prepared something,” he said as he pulled away from the hug.

“There’s no need, Teukkie hyung. We’re fine with what we going to have,” JaeJoong replied.

“Omo, Prince Yun! It has been long since we last met. How are you?” Leeteuk questioned cheerfully.

“I'm fine Leeteuk-ah,” YunHo replied as he returned the handshake with a friendly smile.

“Oh…Please do come in. You know you’ve been here before!” He invited and pulled both of them inside. “Wait here...” and pushed both YunHo and JaeJoong onto the couch. Leeteuk then half ran to the corridor of where the rooms are located. “ChangMin! JaeJin! Guess, who is here?!” he barged onto ChangMin’s room.

“Who?”

“The Prince and the Princess. Both of them are here! Come on out!”

“Really?!” both of ChangMin and JaeJin shouted before running to the living room where they would find YunHo and JaeJoong cuddling closely with each other. As YunHo and JaeJoong spotted both of them, they quickly pulled from each other and stood up.

“Omo~ Princess!” JaeJin shouted and jumped into JaeJoong’s arms.

“JaeJin, behave…” Leeteuk hissed.

“I can’t! I'm just too happy to see Princess is here! I missed Princess very much!” YunHo chuckled seeing his husband hugging the younger boy very happily as he laughed along with JaeJin.

“Me too, Jaejinnie… I missed you guys too…”

“Weeee…Now, I’ll get to taste Princess’s delicious cook again!” ChangMin started cheerfully.

“Of course you would!” JaeJoong replied.

“Hey, where’s the other?” Yunho questioned Leeteuk as he saw that the house is rather empty than how it was used to be.

“They were--”

Before Leeteuk could finish his sentence, Junsu entered the house with a rather sulking face and pouty lips. He threw his shoe without bothering to arrange them nicely and walked in, stomping foot. YooChun trailed behind with the expression no one could buy. He looked so worn out as he tried to coo Junsu from being mad. YunHo and JaeJoong laughed slightly to them, “Hi, Su…”

Junsu lifted his head up and almost immediately his face lit up, “Princess!~” he shouted happily and ran to hug JaeJoong. “What are you doing here?”

“I'm visiting you guys. Is it wrong?”

“No…No…Definitely not! Why would it be wrong? I'm glad that you’re having the thought of visiting us again. I thought you would forget us forever….”

“That’s impossible. I would never forget all of you…” and they continued to chat.

YunHo spotted that YooChun was leaning tiredly on the couch. His hand was up to his forehead as he closed his eyes, “Are you okay, YooChun-ah?” YunHo asked as he isolated himself from the group of chatting people to the abandoned YooChun.

“I'm dead tired and I hate myself. If that’s okay, then yes. I'm perfectly okay,”

“What happened?”

“Junsu,”

“Yes?”

It was a deep sigh that replied YunHo’s previous question. “It’s okay if you’re not telling. But one tip that I want to give you, don’t ever give up. It’s okay if he hates you or whatever but don’t give up. He’ll come back to you sooner or later,” YunHo advised smartly.

“Thank you, Prince YunHo,” YooChun smiled.

“I’d be glad if you just call me YunHo,” he replied as he patted YooChun’s shoulder.

“YunHo…” YunHo nodded as a sign of pleased.

Then, after they had some chat and Leeteuk preparing some tea for the royal couple, the door swung open and Kangin entered with Kibum behind him. “I don’t know what he is thinking. But all I know is that he is absolutely wrong. There is no way that I'm going to apologize. What does he think he is? He is just a stupid spoilt brat,” Kangin barked out loud while facing Kibum. “If you think I should apologize, then you go for yourself. Argh…I'm so pissed!”

“Kangin Hyung….”

“What? Now you’re saying I'm wrong again? Maybe I'm wrong but he can’t just speed up like…”

“Kangin hyung….”

“…that! It’s not as if the whole road is his…”

“Hey, Kangin Hyung!”

Kangin suddenly realized the sudden difference in Kibum’s voice thus, he turned around. His eyes widened at the sight of the Princess and Prince smiling at him. He turned back to Kibum, “Why didn’t you say that they were people here?” he hissed.

“I tried but you keep on blabbering. How am I supposed to?” Kibum hissed back.

“Oh hey, Princess and Prince. What are you doing here?” Kangin stuttered nervously and make his way to the group in the living room.

“Can’t I visit my friends?”

“of course you may,” Kangin answered almost immediately, “Congratulations of your wedding, by the way,” he said to both YunHo and JaeJoong which earned him a thank you, “we came on the wedding march-past. The celebration was so big and lovely…”

“Thank you, Kangin hyung,” JaeJoong showed his thank in the form of a hug to Kangin.

“Wow, here is big again…” YunHo joked referring to the huge number of people on the spot.

Yes, now they are big again. With friends and lover crowding onto one place showing how much they love each other, no matter what level standard they are in. This is happy life. JaeJoong couldn’t ask for more