Junsu’s phone beeped in the middle of his late shower and Jaejoong helpfully passed the phone inside the stall. Junsu grabbed the flashing phone in confusion.

“Whose arm…arggg!” Flash! The hand quickly disappeared after Jaejoong successfully snapped another of Junsu’s shower shots.

“Aish, hyung!” Junsu yelled after the senior but the door had already slammed shut and maniacal laughter echoed off the hallway.

Sometimes a certain band mate is just way too sneaky.

Junsu thought he was used to this questionable antic of Jaejoong by now but apparently he still hadn’t mastered the art of covering himself in a millisecond. On top of that, Jaejoong’s camera was also some sort of demonic device; it took pictures in less than a millisecond.

Junsu grumbled to himself while turning off the shower head.

“How did he sneak in here without making a sound…Oh, a text from Hyukjae, what now.”

Five texts in total, all from “My servant.” Unknowingly, a smile crept onto Junsu’s face as he went through the messages.