-And you're really composing your own songs ? Junsu exclaimed, amazed.

-Kind of. I write sometimes when I feel in condition.

-Woow. So coool ~ It's so nice to be able to live from your talent and passion.

Yoochun giggled and laid his head on his hand. In the kitchen, Jaejoong was struggling with the pans, not able to concentrate. He wasn't laughing at all. He usually liked to cook, and even more for Junsu. But why was he cooking for a stranger today ? And worst a stranger who was hitting on Junsu.

Why this guy was all lovey-dovey with his cutie in his own house ? And why was he here ? Couldn't he be polite and decline politely the proposition ? Instead they were both in the living room as he was preparing the dinner.

-Not really. I manage to sell only one song and it's a jingle for some hyakuen shop, he winced.

-Really ?

-Yeah, not the main brands of course, but you can hear it at the one at the corner near your working place.

-Oh ! This one ! He hummed few notes and Yoochun nodded.

-Then I should kill you, Jaejoong cut them as he put a frying pan full of appetizing food.

Junsu and Yoochun both looked at him, eyes wide open by surprise, as much for his apparition as his words.

-I can't get it off my mind, it piss me off Jaejoong explained.

The two younger looked at each other and a wonderful smile born on Yoochun's lips.

-Thank you.

-It's not a compliment, Jaejoong whispered with slight blush.

-I'll take it as one.

-From Jae it is, Junsu mocked with his dolphin voice.

-I like your laugh, Yoochun said. It sounds like a bit like an animal though, he joked.

-A dolphin.

-Hyung ! Junsu protested with a pout.

Jaejoong smiled. He liked this expression on his cutie's face. For the first time of the day he enjoyed the ambiance as Yoochun was kidding with them.

Still pouting, more for the figure than real sulkiness, Junsu took his chopstick and begun to eat, without forgetting to turn his back on them. Jaejoong came near and hugged him. He knew the younger wouldn't be sulking for too long.

On the other side of the table, Yoochun was observing them with sweetness. The relationship between them was beautiful, he knew it, but it was even more touching when you could see it up close. He hoped he could be, one day at least, half of the person they were for each other.