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It was just another ordinary night for JYJ members, when Jaejoong and the others got a chance to gather together at his place. Despite the fact that they were together inside the living room, it seemed that the members were currently busying themselves with their own activities. There were no exchanged words or another interaction at all, beside the fight between Yoochun and Junsu for Jaejoong’s ddeokbokki on the table; still between the deadly silences.

Jaejoong’s eyes were locked on the phone, as he was texting with another person on the line.
Junsu’s eyes were locked on the television, as he was watching his favorite soccer team’s match.
Yoochun’s eyes were locked on the drama script, as he was trying to remember his line there.

“Hyung, when will you stop texting?” Yoochun asked, finally breaking the silence between them, “When will you start cooking the dinner for us? I’m getting hungry by now and Junsu is snatching my ddeokbokki over and over again.”

Jaejoong turned his attention from the phone towards Yoochun, as he was raising his eyebrows in amusement. “What did you say again?” He asked back, snorting in dislike along the process, “I’m not your chef or whatsoever, okay? Don’t order me around to cook for you.”

“Yeah, sure you aren’t our chef,” Yoochun replied easily, smiling mischievously towards the older one, “But you have a responsibility to feed your children here, Umma.”

“What?! I’m a MAN! M.A.N. MAN!!!” Jaejoong exclaimed furiously, “How- How can you said that I’m an umma, when I’m obviously a man? And whose umma, you mean? Since when?”

“Well, why can’t I? You’re practically taking care of our foods since we’ve debuted,” Yoochun said, shrugging it off as if it was nothing, “And of course you’re our umma and Changmin’s, since you’ve been together with Yunho-Hyung years ago.”

Jaejoong rolled his eyes lazily, yet gave up fighting back against Yoochun’s words. He was quickly standing up from his seat and putting the phone inside his pocket, as he walked towards the kitchen. Well, there was one right thing from Yoochun’s words. Jaejoong was the only one that took care of their foods for the whole times.

“Oh right. Junsu,” Jaejoong said as he stopped for a second, exchanging the looks with Junsu, “Yunho told me that Changmin has asked him to pass a message to you. It’s something like ‘Listen clearly to my song, because that’s exactly what I feel.’. I have no idea what that was about.”

Junsu was widening his eyes almost right away, as he took the remote from Yoochun’s hand. Without even giving any explanation towards the older, Junsu quickly changed the television channel to K*S. As the screen was showing the words ‘Next Program: Jeon Woo Chi’, Junsu unintentionally sighed in relief. After all, he didn’t want to make Changmin angry. Who knew what the maknae would do when he was upset?

“Su?” called Yoochun between his confusion, couldn’t understand with the sudden panic from Junsu.

“Oh. Sorry, Hyung,” Junsu said, laughing awkwardly towards the other, “Changmin was asking me to listen for the soundtrack of this drama that he sang previously. Do you know? It’s ‘A Person like Tears’. I don't know what he wanted by that, though.”

Just then, both Jaejoong and Yoochun reflexively stopped whatever they were doing before to stare at Junsu in disbelief. They were looking back and forth towards each other and Junsu, yet couldn’t say anything towards anyone; felt too speechless already upon the absurd condition. Yes, they knew that Junsu was a bit clueless. But... Was he really this clueless? To unable noticing Changmin’s sign?

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