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nan, breakin’ my rules again aljanha jiruhangeol
jogeum dachyeodo neon, kwaenchanha Oh-

"We look good up there", mused Junsu over the playback of the last night's concert.

"Hell yeah we do!" exclaimed Jaejoong, slapping hands with the other boy.

"DBSK is BACK! Wooh!" screamed Yoochun.

Changmin walked into the room, holding a bag covered in grease and Yunho was behind him holding a tray of drinks.

"Let's eat!" the two exclaimed, setting the bags on the floor.

It was like they were trainees again. Eating cheap street food and sitting on the floor of their practice room. Only now, they were dressed in designer clothes with name brand shoes, now they had been together for almost nine years, not counting the split. Things had changed, dynamics had changed, the members themselves had changed, but together in this moment, they were all the same.

"What is this?" asked Junsu, biting into the greasy bun.

"Some sort of Chinese sticky bun... I don't know. Just eat it", mumbled Changmin around the huge mouthful he'd taken of the aforementioned sticky bun. It was filled with meat and cheese and smelled like heaven in Changmin's mind.

"What's going on in here?"

The five boys turned guility to the door and saw Jason standing in the door, holding a boxed salad. Yunho snorted and turned back to his bun, shoving the remainder into his mouth. He then grabbed for a new one.

"We're eating..." said Changmin quietly, spitting the bun out into a napkin. Junsu and Yoochun did the same. Jaejoong looked at them like they were crazy and swallowed his down.

"That's not very healthy for your bodies. You're touring, you can't let your body get weighed down by excess fat and oils."

Yunho stuffed another bun into his mouth and chewed it, seemingly tuning Jason out.

"Jaejoong..." said Jason, irritatedly.

"Jason. Shut up. We can eat what we want. We're grown men", said Yunho, fast forwarding the video of their performance to his and Jaejoong's duet.

"Turn that off", growled Jason.

"Go to hell", suggested Yunho, turning the volume up.

Jason snarled and whirled on his foot, stomping out of the dance room.

Jaejoong sighed and pulled himself up off the floor and gave a look to Yunho who simply ignored him. He ran off after Jason but Yunho did nothing to stop him.

"I'm sorry", whispered Jaejoong, pulling Jason into his arms outside the practice room. They were in a rented dance hall in Taipei. They'd just finished night one of their Taipei concerts and had one more before moving on to Shanghai, China.

"No, I'm sorry. I'm just on edge. I have a lot of stuff on my mind, right now", explained Jason, giving him a small smile.

Jaejoong smiled back, wrapping his arms around the other man's waist.

"I love you", said Jason.

Jaejoong stiffened.

"Please, don't say anything back. I don't want to hear it. Even if you're going to tell me you love me too, I don't want to hear it. I just want to hold you", said Jason, tightening his grip.

And with that, Jaejoong was saved.

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The sudden downpour had caught Yunho by surprise. He'd left the hotel to take a walk and pick up sometihng he'd left at the dance studio and was surprised when the skies had seemingly opened up and dumped continuous buckets of water onto the innocent bystanders. He'd run quickly under an awning and wasn't surprised when a couple other people followed his lead.

"Excuse me, sir. Are you Korean? I heard you speak in Korean", asked a voice in broken Korean.

"Uh, yes I am Korean. Who are you?" asked Yunho, looking down at the young girl who had approached him. She looked to be about 21 and looked immensely confused and lost.

"I'm Jillian. I'm from the United States. I'm looking for a hotel. I don't have a place to stay right now."

"There's a popular hotel right there. It's a bit expensive, though. But, the services are good and its private", said Yunho, pointing to the hotel where he and s were staying.

"Really, thank you very much!" the girl said, smiling and began to ready herself to run through the rain.

"Would you like me to take you up there?" Yunho asked, suddenly.

"Do you have an umbrella?" she asked, looking around him.

"No, but I've got this huge poster", said Yunho, waving the rolled board in his paper.

"I don't want to get your things wet", said the girl, biting her lips shyly.

She looked really cute, thought Yunho. Although her hair was dripping wet and her mascara was running, she still had a kind look in her eyes and optimism in her eyes.

"On the count of three..." said Yunho, giving her a side of the now unrolled poster.

"One."

"Two."

"THREE!"

The two ran out from under the awning, sprinting the block until they reached the doors of the hotel building.

"Kamsahmnida!" the girl said, bowing. Her accent was cute too, noted Yunho.

"I'll take my leave, then..." she said, walking into the hotel. She was highly surprised when Yunho followed her in.

"You're not some kind of stalker or ert, are you?" she asked, looking around the lobby as if for a hidden camera.

"No, of course not. I'm staying here, too! I'll give you my number if you need anything else since I'm right here in the building", laughed Yunho. Drying his hands as best he could, he grabbed her phone and dialed in his number labeling it 'ert'. She giggled when she received her phone back.

"Thank you very much", she said again.

Just then, the many staffs and managers rushed to Yunho and wrapped him in towels.

"Yunho-ssi. Where have you been? Why are you so wet?"

They ushered him off in the opposite direction of the girl and towards the elevator. Wanting one more look, Yunho turned his head back. But, the dripping wet and very cute girl was no longer there.

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Authors Note: Hello everyone! It's been a while since I've updated but as you all know, my laptop is broken. I update whenever I have Algebra homework because thats when I can use one of the family's laptops. :) Anyway, any ideas on who this mystery girl is? She could be anyone: a reporter, a saesang fan, some kind of birth secret family member, anything. Let your guesses run amuck! The first person to guess right will get a one to two paragraph sneak peek at the last chapter! The download link for this story will be available at the end of the story!!! It will be free with bonus chapters and fan sneak peeks into future stories and such!