Blowing i used to be my own pretection, but not now cuase my path has lost direction, somehow~ "no im not like my brother im nothing like him. Winter your still beautiful dont think your not becuase you are and one day youll find the right guy for you. Jaejoong just wasnt him. Unnie jaejoong is living in his own dream world where he cares about nothing but himslef and what benifits him. He doesnt like change and he doesnt like broken toys. In his mind your broken unwanted unfixable but the truth is hes scared. Scared that he'd failed you. Hes scared that he'd be hurt so insted of being hurt he lashes out first. im sorry on his be half. But im nothing like him you are my friend a very good friend of mine. A friend i love." junsu whispered the last part putting his finger underneath my chin lifting my teary eyes up to look into his. He brushed my cheek with his thumb while the other hand brushed my hair behind my ear my scars and some of the unhealed wounds showed in stark view against my pale skin.