Chapter 5
Female Highschool Undercover
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"Seriously? Changmin's going to give me that freedom?" Jaejoong incredulously asked, feet resting on top of the small table with his hands suspended on his school shoes, skirt riding up exposing his smooth bare thighs.
Yoochun unintentionally whistled approvingly, head tilting down as if trying to peek underneath the skimpy outfit. In a heartbeat, Junsu elbowed him in the stomach to which his partner painfully groaned in protest. "Ow, Junsu-yah what was that for?" Yoochun asked, whole-heartedly flinching, hand rubbing at his middle.
"So much for telling Jaejoong that he's a ert." Junsu rolled his eyes before looking back at the younger man, replying. "And yes Jae, before we came in your room and found you doing *coughnaughtystuffcough* with Yunho through the surveillance system, he called us and said that you could act like your natural self in school."
Jaejoong sneered, eyes narrowing at how Junsu not-so-subtely mentioned his shenanigans with one Jung Yunho.
"But no picking fights with the students." Yoochun supplied, sobering from the pain on his middle as he sat on the couch opposite Jaejoong. "I think Chief's realized, finally, that having to act like the stereotypical shy, mumbling highschool girl is the main reason as to why you're for lack of a better word failing in this assignment. Having to look like a girl is one thing, but having to look and act like a girl morning til afternoon must be miserable for you. So now he's going to allow you to act like your normal self, which means like a guy. But of course, the uniform has to stay since you're already known as a girl in school and we already fed Yunho that backstory that we forged last night."
A grin spread across Jaejoong's face, happiness steadily bubbling inside his chest while processing Yoochun's words.
Eventually, he shot up from his spot and ecstatically jumped like a little kid on his first trip to the amusement park. Sure he was still going to be in a flimsy stupid skirt but he didn't have to continue the pretense of being a weak, defenseless little girl anymore! Ha! Jaejoong's thoughts instantly backtracked to all the erts in school that had been trying to crop a feel since the minute he stepped in class. Oh he was so going to have fun messing with them.
"Jaejoong, you better not be thinking of picking fights." Junsu said, directing narrowed eyes at him.
Looking back at him, Jaejoong fake gasped. "I'm hurt that you'd think I'd pick on highschoolers Junsu-yah."
"Oh puh-lease, we know how much you hate being called beautiful and then there's the possibility of what I feel would be the flocking of suitors in your remaining days inside school." Yoochun pointed as a matter of factly. "You could say that we're pretty worried for any male student that manages to cross your path."
"Excluding Yunho of course since you seem to already have a very close affinity with him." Junsu supplied.
"A very, very, very close affinity." Yoochun expressed seriously. "Like skin on skin basis."
Heat instantly rose up Jaejoong's cheeks. Ugh. He so didn't need to be reminded by what happened earlier that day in Yunho's bed, with Yunho on top of him, grinding, their tongues battling heatedly -- at one point he even felt Yunho's brushing against his hole-y , don't think about it! Don't think about it!
Junsu handed Yoochun a dollar. "10 bucks that Jaejoong's thinking of getting ed by Yunho right now."
Gaze snapping to them, Jaejoong scowled and brattily kicked at the table. "Yah! I can hear you, you know!"
Pulling the dollar back before Yoochun could touch it, Junsu grinned and cocked his head towards the door. "Just messing with you kiddo. Anyway, I think it's time to go. Make sure you stick to Yunho all the time ok?"
"Don't mention Yunho and a stick in the same sentence, geez." Jaejoong grumbled under his breath feeling another rush of heat creeping up his face. Clearing his throat, he looked back at the other two and asked with furrowed brows. "Why can't you just drive me to school? Why do I have to go with Yunho?"
"Because he swore to be your bodyguard last night Jae. Stick to the plan. And it's also a good opportunity to get closer to him. Building a friendship amongst other things. Go screw him if you want, just make sure you don't slack off." Junsu turned to Yoochun to see if he was going to whine about the YunJae connection again.
Throwing his hands in the air, Yoochun sighed. "I give up. I doubt they'd listen to a word I say anyway."
Jaejoong wrinkled his nose and glared at them. The hell? Why do they always have to act like his parents? And it wasn't exactly his fault. Yunho's got a really talented tongue and was so damn good with his hands.
"Well it's settled then. Let's get going. We'll be following you and Yunho a short distance away." They were all about to stand when Yoochun suddenly held up a hand towards Jaejoong and walked over to his best friend.
"What?"
"Did you wear it?"
Jaejoong's teeth clenched almost instantly, as he bared his pearly whites in a hiss. "I did your highness."
Yoochun smirked and slid his hand under Jaejoong's skirt, palming his precious junk to which Jaejoong couldn't help but involuntary moan in response. Of course, Changmin might have given Jaejoong a bit of freedom but he didn't fail to make Jaejoong feel extra tight and constricted on other aspects to this assignment.
"It's not that noticeable anymore. I could barely feel it. That's one strong supporter Chief sent you."
Jaejoong pulled Yoochun's hand away from his clotched crotch and roughly pushed past him, cursing. Again, he had Yunho to blame. If only he had the decency of not noticing Jaejoong's bulge back then in the school boy's bathroom, then maybe he won't have to be sporting this support underwear on the first place.
Oh he was so going to smack him later.
Resting a hand on his neck and feeling the choker wrapped around it, Jaejoong's anger slowly simmered down. Well at least he didn't have to sound like a girl all the time anymore. Unlike the previous device that was attached underneath a fake but human-like skin on his nape, this choker, had an on and off button.
With that in mind, Jaejoong's mood considerably brightened as a happy smile crept up his face. He grabbed his bag that was sitting on the front door and walked with a light bounce on his step as he took the stairs.
Yoochun unintentionally whistled approvingly, head tilting down as if trying to peek underneath the skimpy outfit. In a heartbeat, Junsu elbowed him in the stomach to which his partner painfully groaned in protest. "Ow, Junsu-yah what was that for?" Yoochun asked, whole-heartedly flinching, hand rubbing at his middle.
"So much for telling Jaejoong that he's a ert." Junsu rolled his eyes before looking back at the younger man, replying. "And yes Jae, before we came in your room and found you doing *coughnaughtystuffcough* with Yunho through the surveillance system, he called us and said that you could act like your natural self in school."
Jaejoong sneered, eyes narrowing at how Junsu not-so-subtely mentioned his shenanigans with one Jung Yunho.
"But no picking fights with the students." Yoochun supplied, sobering from the pain on his middle as he sat on the couch opposite Jaejoong. "I think Chief's realized, finally, that having to act like the stereotypical shy, mumbling highschool girl is the main reason as to why you're for lack of a better word failing in this assignment. Having to look like a girl is one thing, but having to look and act like a girl morning til afternoon must be miserable for you. So now he's going to allow you to act like your normal self, which means like a guy. But of course, the uniform has to stay since you're already known as a girl in school and we already fed Yunho that backstory that we forged last night."
A grin spread across Jaejoong's face, happiness steadily bubbling inside his chest while processing Yoochun's words.
Eventually, he shot up from his spot and ecstatically jumped like a little kid on his first trip to the amusement park. Sure he was still going to be in a flimsy stupid skirt but he didn't have to continue the pretense of being a weak, defenseless little girl anymore! Ha! Jaejoong's thoughts instantly backtracked to all the erts in school that had been trying to crop a feel since the minute he stepped in class. Oh he was so going to have fun messing with them.
"Jaejoong, you better not be thinking of picking fights." Junsu said, directing narrowed eyes at him.
Looking back at him, Jaejoong fake gasped. "I'm hurt that you'd think I'd pick on highschoolers Junsu-yah."
"Oh puh-lease, we know how much you hate being called beautiful and then there's the possibility of what I feel would be the flocking of suitors in your remaining days inside school." Yoochun pointed as a matter of factly. "You could say that we're pretty worried for any male student that manages to cross your path."
"Excluding Yunho of course since you seem to already have a very close affinity with him." Junsu supplied.
"A very, very, very close affinity." Yoochun expressed seriously. "Like skin on skin basis."
Heat instantly rose up Jaejoong's cheeks. Ugh. He so didn't need to be reminded by what happened earlier that day in Yunho's bed, with Yunho on top of him, grinding, their tongues battling heatedly -- at one point he even felt Yunho's brushing against his hole-y , don't think about it! Don't think about it!
Junsu handed Yoochun a dollar. "10 bucks that Jaejoong's thinking of getting ed by Yunho right now."
Gaze snapping to them, Jaejoong scowled and brattily kicked at the table. "Yah! I can hear you, you know!"
Pulling the dollar back before Yoochun could touch it, Junsu grinned and cocked his head towards the door. "Just messing with you kiddo. Anyway, I think it's time to go. Make sure you stick to Yunho all the time ok?"
"Don't mention Yunho and a stick in the same sentence, geez." Jaejoong grumbled under his breath feeling another rush of heat creeping up his face. Clearing his throat, he looked back at the other two and asked with furrowed brows. "Why can't you just drive me to school? Why do I have to go with Yunho?"
"Because he swore to be your bodyguard last night Jae. Stick to the plan. And it's also a good opportunity to get closer to him. Building a friendship amongst other things. Go screw him if you want, just make sure you don't slack off." Junsu turned to Yoochun to see if he was going to whine about the YunJae connection again.
Throwing his hands in the air, Yoochun sighed. "I give up. I doubt they'd listen to a word I say anyway."
Jaejoong wrinkled his nose and glared at them. The hell? Why do they always have to act like his parents? And it wasn't exactly his fault. Yunho's got a really talented tongue and was so damn good with his hands.
"Well it's settled then. Let's get going. We'll be following you and Yunho a short distance away." They were all about to stand when Yoochun suddenly held up a hand towards Jaejoong and walked over to his best friend.
"What?"
"Did you wear it?"
Jaejoong's teeth clenched almost instantly, as he bared his pearly whites in a hiss. "I did your highness."
Yoochun smirked and slid his hand under Jaejoong's skirt, palming his precious junk to which Jaejoong couldn't help but involuntary moan in response. Of course, Changmin might have given Jaejoong a bit of freedom but he didn't fail to make Jaejoong feel extra tight and constricted on other aspects to this assignment.
"It's not that noticeable anymore. I could barely feel it. That's one strong supporter Chief sent you."
Jaejoong pulled Yoochun's hand away from his clotched crotch and roughly pushed past him, cursing. Again, he had Yunho to blame. If only he had the decency of not noticing Jaejoong's bulge back then in the school boy's bathroom, then maybe he won't have to be sporting this support underwear on the first place.
Oh he was so going to smack him later.
Resting a hand on his neck and feeling the choker wrapped around it, Jaejoong's anger slowly simmered down. Well at least he didn't have to sound like a girl all the time anymore. Unlike the previous device that was attached underneath a fake but human-like skin on his nape, this choker, had an on and off button.
With that in mind, Jaejoong's mood considerably brightened as a happy smile crept up his face. He grabbed his bag that was sitting on the front door and walked with a light bounce on his step as he took the stairs.
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Standing at the apartment's gates, Jaejoong remained standing on one side, plaintively watching Yunho.
"Well? Are you going to get on or not?" Yunho asked, hand gripping the motorbike's grip as he revved up the engine. "We're going to be late for school. And I don't really want to be punished by the discplinarian. Again."
Jaejoong's lips pursed as he took slow steps towards the other. "And you're such a model student huh?"
"Not really. But I'm trying to impress someone." Yunho chuckled and winked greasily at him.
Jaejoong rolled his eyes and scoffed but there was a quickly forming smile on his lips as he handed him his backpack and climbed the backseat. Once seated, Jaejoong merely held on to the bike's metallic tail.
Yunho turned and pouted cutely, giving him the extra head gear. "You're suppose to cling to me you know."
"And why would I do that?" Jaejoong loftily asked, taking the offered helmet before securing it on his head.
"Because... since we're gonna be late." Yunho grinned. "I'll be driving fast." Before Jaejoong could even formulate a retort, Yunho already made true to his words. After a startled yelp as he jolted backwards, the young officer was left with no choice but to wrap his arms tightly around Yunho's back, clinging for dear life.
"Yah! You're such a jerk!" Jaejoong yelled against the engine's noise, annoyed, as they drove off the street.
Yunho just laughed. Jaejoong glared, and was about to give him a well deserved smacking in the head. However, Yunho's scent, the feel of his body against him and the warmth radiating off his frame, momentarily had him on pause, making Jaejoong think that, this wasn't really so bad after all. With a smile, Jaejoong wrapped his arms tighter around Yunho's waist and rested his face against his back, deciding to just enjoy it.
*****
Due to time constraints, a few minutes on their trip towards school, Yunho took a short cut. The first few seconds went on smoothly. He was relishing in the feel of Jaejoong's arms around him too much, when Jaejoong suddenly asked him to stop. There was worry and maybe a bit of anger dripping the beautiful male's voice that Yunho couldn't help but worry himself. He slowed down to a stop and got off the bike. In an instant, Jaejoong found himself getting squished in Yunho's arms. "What's wrong? Are you okay? Did you get hurt?"
"I would be if you keep squeezing me so tight." Jaejoong said, forcing the words out of his mouth as he pulled back from Yunho's death-grip like embrace. And what's with the back caressing? Such a creep.
After realizing what he was doing, Yunho quickly let him go. "Oh. Hehehe. Sorry."
Once free, Jaejoong took a very much needed oxygen intake and glared at the young teenager.
Yunho lamely laughed, scratching the back of his head. "So uhh, why did we stop again?"
Thoughts instantly catching up with the situation once more, Jaejoong didn't bother to answer his question and quickly rushed to the spot where he saw a kid as they passed by being cornered by several thugs.
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"You're so beautiful." The voice was mocking, dripping in sarcasm. "Are you sure you're really a guy huh?"
"Man look at that face. And that soft skin." Another voice said as filthy hands grabbed at the defenseless boy's slim wrists. A soft whimper left the victim's cherry lips as he tried to pull away from the strong grip.
"Please let me go ahjusshi." He pleaded, timidly standing there, tears stinging the corner of his eyes.
The surrounding men merely laughed at such a pathetic display. One had the nerve to rest a hand against the boy's middle and began rubbing. Another whimper. A silent plea for help. But was only rewarded with a lecherous grin. "Come on pretty boy, you want to have fun with hyung-deul? We'll show a very good time."
"No, please. Stop." He tried pulling away but to no avail. There was four of them. He was trapped. Fingers began caressing his face. He closed his eyes shut, lower lip trembling, desperately trying to find that happy place in his head that he could escape to. But it was no use. There were more hands now. He wanted to scream. But he knew he couldn't. Not when a knife was aimed at his side. He was backed up more against the granite wall. He felt hands on the zipper of his pants. He panicked like no other. "Ahjusshi, please don't!"
But just when he thought he was done for, his silent cry for help was answered.
"Just what the hell do you think you're doing huh?!" Jaejoong yelled fists clenched, boring hateful eyes towards the stupid ers that were ganging up on a defenseless boy. The scene that he was witnessing made his insides boil, reminding him of the past, when he had been also subjected to such attacks.
"Oh it's just a girl." The men laughed while two of them airily strutted towards Jaejoong. "Such a cutie pie eh? You want to join and have fun with oppa huh?" A hand reached for his face but before it could even touch his skin, Jaejoong gripped the hand and harshly twisted the wrist, breaking it. The guy screamed in agony.
Four sets of eyes were suddenly drawn on him. His gaze darted to the boy who was now looking at him with widened scared yet relieved dark brown orbs and idly thought that he looked quite familiar.
"Let go of him right this instant." Jaejoong drawled, standing firm on his ground. "Or else."
Wrenching the knife from the boy's side, one of the men aimed it towards Jaejoong. "Or else what huh?"
Jaejoong smirked. It had been too long since he was able to fight. And his current assignment never gave him the chance to blow off some steam. Thanks a lot to Changmin's ridiculous ideas. But right now, oh he was so going to enjoy this. "Now we can do this the easy way or the hard way." Jaejoong said cracking his knuckles, an almost cynical grin spreading across his face. He was seriously itching to inflict pain.
With their eyes trained on the groaning friend on the ground, they looked back up at Jaejoong and began surrounding him, the boy they harassed suddenly forgotten. "Don't let me use this on you little girl." The guy with the knife said, tossing the silver metal in between his hands as if daring Jejoong to come any closer.
That did it.
"Don't ing call me a little girl!" Jaejoong snapped and kicked the knife off the guy's hand. Instantaneously, he aimed his leg at the guy's face with a force so great that he sent him hurtling to the ground a few meters away. The second guy tried to land a punch but Jaejoong ducked it with ease and grabbed his arm, twisted it and pushed him against the wall. Another one attacked him. Still pinning the other, he kicked back on the guy's comrade square in the chest. A guttural moan was heard and he fell limp on the ground. Jaejoong pulled the one he was crushing away from the wall and threw him to the cold asphalt, stepping on his chest hard. The man began wheezing, needing air as he struggled to get Jaejoong's feet off his body.
"Play dead if you wanna live." Jaejoong hissed, voice enough to cut fire, putting more pressure on his chest.
With frightened eyes, the man readily nodded his head and pretended to limp lifeless on the ground. Jaejoong took his foot off him and bent down to pick up the knife, tutting under his breath. "ing scumbags."
"Jae!" Yunho's widened eyes looked at the surrounding 3 unmoving and 1 groaning men around Jaejoong. What the hell? He only parked his motorbike on the sidewalk for like 2 minutes. "What happened?" He asked and quickly rushed towards him, enveloping him in a fierce hug, almost like he didn't want to let him go.
Jaejoong smiled against his chest and wrapped his arms around him. He kind of liked a worrywart Yunho.
"! I'm so sorry. I should've followed you faster." He pulled back and held Jaejoong by the shoulders. "But what were you thinking storming off like that? You didn't even answer me. I was supposed to protect you."
If only he knew that he was the one under Jaejoong's protection. "I'm fine. Stop worrying." He sighed and pointed at the kid behind him. His brows furrowed when he realized who it was. It was the kid that he saw Yunho ing that day behind the bushes. A sudden stinging sensation prickled inside his chest.
"Karam?" In an instant, Yunho let him go and was already running to the other boy. Jaejoong turned and when his gaze met the image of the kid clinging onto Yunho, he had to bite down hard the inside of his cheek.
"Hyung I was so scared." The kid, Karam bemoaned and clung to Yunho tighter.
Jaejoong tore his gaze away from them and glared at the sky.
"Come on Jae. Let's all get out of here before they can get back at you." Yunho advised, eyeing him worriedly and was about to walk towards him when Karam wouldn't budge on his place as he pulled him along.
"Something wrong?" Yunho asked, turning his head in concern.
"Hyung, my legs. They won't move." Karam's voice was caught in between a whimper and a sob. Jaejoong mentally smacked himself. The kid was obviously traumatized. Yet still, he couldn't help but feel bitter.
"Carry him on your back if you want." Jaejoong said, kicking at the body directly in his path. He felt angry and betrayed though he didn't know why. He turned around and started walking away. "Be a good boyfriend."
******
Arriving at the school's parking lot, Karam hopped down the bike and waved goodbye at them as he hurriedly ran towards his classroom. The freshmen building was after all way far than the seniors.
Before riding the bike again earlier, Jaejoong made a quick phonecall to Junsu and Yoochun to clean up the mess. Jaejoong grabbed his bag and started in his pace. He's been in a bad mood ever since.
As they began walking, Yunho slung an arm around Jaejoong's shoulder and sneakily stole a kiss on his cheek. Jaejoong wiped his face and glared at him. "Stop flirting with me when you have a boyfriend."
Yunho groaned, pouted and directed puppy eyes at him. "I told you, he's not my boyfriend!"
"You don't have to explain yourself. Either way I don't care." Jaejoong drawled and jerked away from Yunho's hold. His steps gained speed and soon enough he broke out onto a slow run. He had no intention of leaving his guard post on Yunho really, but somehow he just wanted to be left alone for now.
A disgruntled sigh reached his ears. "Come on Jae. Don't be like this."
They were nearing the main building now. He could feel eyes on them from the other students on their way to their classrooms. Jaejoong thought that they must all think that it was such a weird sight. Yunho running after a girl. Looking up, he saw a mass of students flocking in front of the notice board. A few eyes turned to look at him and he slowed down to a walk. Yunho caught up behind him and laughed, exclaiming " gotcha!" as he slung his arm around his shoulder again and pulled him closer to his side. "Hey, lighten up will you?"
"Is it just me or is everyone looking at us?" Jaejoong voiced out in alarm, gaze roaming around him.
Suddenly, Siwon came running down the steps of the main building's lobby to meet them, looking like he did the biggest mistake in the world. "I ing swear I didn't mean it. I'm so sorry man!"
"Sorry for what?" Yunho asked his best friend who was instantly clutching at his uniform.
"I just kind of slipped okay? I had no intention of telling everyone about it. I just saw a picture of you two kissing on the notice board when I got here. Ummm, Hyori kind of threw a fit when she saw the picture. She threatened to castrate you Yunho. You're my best friend! I defended you of course and well..." Siwon helplessly looked at everywhere but them. "I... I might have told her to give up wanting to court Jaejoong since she's obviously into you and you even had mindblowing just last night?"
Several gasps erupted from the rapidly crowding students.
Jaejoong's eyes narrowed into slits as he gripped Siwon by the collar. "What the hell did you say?"
Siwon almost whimpered at the fire dancing in Jaejoong's eyes. "W-Well, it was the truth." In that moment, it was then that Jaejoong caught sight of the aforementioned picture on the notice board with widening eyes.
There was him on top of Yunho in a lip lock.
Jaejoong mentally cursed as murmurs rose in volume around him.
So much for maintaining a low profile.
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