Hi! ^_^

I'm gambling with so much time right now, though I'd really want to just sit and write, I can't. School's demanding a lot and I don't feel so good. Must be those sleepless nights. --.-- But I didn't want you to wait long so I thought I'd post a short chap. I'm really sorry I'm short of time.

Again, thank you! ^_^ I'm so happy I got to have new friends through these stories of mine!

I hope you don't hate me after this… kekeke I wanna make you laugh, okay?

I'm introducing my new OTP.

Wanna add a shoutout to Mudpie <-- she helped me finish this chapter, at least gave my imagination a boost! <3<3<3 

Hengsho! --> (@_@) Rui

Flashback

"Dara-noona…"

"Hyuksoo, this isn't the right time…" Dara was busy putting her clothes inside her luggages. Soohyuk and Jonghyun hurriedly went to her place after the funeral. Since Soohyuk was at the party and a host at that, he felt that he had something to explain to Dara. So here they were, at Dara's place trying to do some damage control…like they always do anyway.

"Please, think this over!" Soohyuk pleaded.

"I already did."

"He was never cheating on you, Dara-noona!"

"It was me…" Jonhyun suddenly said. "I had the same clothes as Jiyong-ie and maybe Bom-noona and Chaerin-ah saw me and told you that it was Jiyong." Jonghyun looked at Dara. "Noona, Jiyong-ah will be miserable."

"Did it ever occur to you that I may also be miserable." Dara stopped moving and looked at the item she was holding…that blue plaid shirt now faded. "I have thought this over. I can't live in the same roof as him. I can only take so much, guys. Its not even about the women anymore" She starts to cry and the 2 guys sits on each of her side, trying to comfort her. "I just want him to come home to me. I've always been waiting."

The 2 guys looked at each other and said no more.

End of Flashback

Dara smiled then waved him over. That tall statuesque man, with a perfectly carved face stood up from his seat and went to her, clad in Karl Lagerfeld's little black jacket, casual skinny jeans and a black shirt. She was so sure that she would bet her life on it, that everything he wore, though as simple as it may seem, were designer. He must have been trying to be inconspicuous but Lee Soohyuk was anything but that. He isn't capable of not being noticed.

He smiles at Dara and leans over to kiss both her cheeks in greeting. "How is my beautiful darling doing?" He says close to her ear then looks at her. "I suppose I wasn't the person you were expecting?" He asked in that y deep drawl that was so natural to him and Dara couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"You're always unexpected, Lee Soohyuk. Where's your other half?" Dara teased and Soohyuk smirked at her before looking towards the cafe.

As if on cue, Jonghyun walked out from inside the cafe and smiled at her. "Beautiful as ever, Dara-unnie!" He, like Soohyuk, kisses both her cheeks. The way he just addressed her "Unnie", was so clear to Dara that it brought a smile to her face. Jonghyun tucked his hair behind his ear before sitting down. His long hair really gave him a y mischievous boy aura that if not for the fact that he's actually gay, Dara would have honestly found him cute.

"What brings my favorite couple here in New York?" She smiles at them both.

"We were both ." Soohyuk answered nonchalantly that Dara couldn't help but laugh. True, since Lee Soohyuk and Hong Jonghyun were popular models in Korea, in fact, they were the hottest models there is, it was hard for them to do the thing that they have so wanted to do.

Be together.

Not as friends, of course…if you know what I mean.

Despite the fact that the world is not as judgmental and as prejudiced against the same relationships in this century, the 2 men were still part of a family of purists. And since their families still think its an act of spite for God, Soohyuk and Jonghyun didn't want anything to provoke their bloodline and give them reason to be disowned. They were after all, raised to be respectful and to value family as they value their life. Let us also not forget the dirty scandal this would cause both men so to protect each other, they chose to hide it. They'd rather have Dispatch on their , taking photos of them with random girls. Soohyuk even dated popular idols, while Jonghyun even went to as far as taking his cover ups to bed that he even almost got Jiyong into trouble on that horrible night. Its not that the female population isn't appealing to them anymore though. They just realized, they wanted to be with each other more than be with others.

"Dara-unnie, you know that whenever we're in New York City, we're free!" Jonghyun told her, while reaching a hand out to Soohyuk who gladly entwined his fingers with his lover's and kissed the dorsum of his hand. Dara has known it for quite some time now, but still, she never got used to these two beautiful men staring at each other like they were husband and wife.

"Oh, but we are."

"Eh? Did I just say that out loud?" Dara asked and they both nodded while smiling fondly at her. The two guys raised their left hand and showed her what could only possibly be a wedding band. 

"Holy ! You got married!" Dara rose from her seat, her hands over , completely dumbstruck. The 2 just grinned at her but they looked around, relief washing over them to find that they were the only people sitting al fresco.

"Sit your cute little behind, love. And I'll let the profanity pass. I hope you can curse with more style and finesse next time." Soohyuk calmly told her as she sat back down. "We were in Vegas yesterday and thought to have it over and done with….with…with that…" He looked at Jonghyun. "Who were our witnesses again, Hon?"

"Its not really important. I don't remember either but we have it on DVD!" Jonghyun turned to Dara, who didn't know how to react. "We got married, Unnie!" Jonghyun's happiness was clear as crystal to Dara. "And we decided to come to New York for our first day as a married couple."

"You are spending your honeymoon here?"

"Ani, we're going around the world, visiting our favorite places and eventually ending up in Paris." Jonghyun informed her, now his voice sounding a bit high pitched because of his excitement. "But we're starting in New York, because this is where it all started." Dara held up both her hands to stop him from saying more.

"Please don't remind me. I know too well how that all started and you gave me quite a traumatic experience."

"What lesson did we exactly teach you? Go follow your heart and go back to your husband, perhaps?" Soohyuk lazily regarded Dara with a knowing grin.

"I learned to knock even before I enter a goddamn walk in closet!" Dara said, not concealing her annoyance, that Jonghyun and Soohyuk laughed remembering that time Dara caught them making-out, at a fashion gala that Soohyuk and Jonghyun were also invited to. She was about to take something from her coat when she was met by moans and groans from inside the walk in. Thinking that someone was injured and dying, Dara followed the sound only to find Jiyong's friends in torrid lip lock and their pants pulled down. That was the first time they saw Dara again after they asked her to stay for Jiyong. She was so close to fainting at that time, not even make up could hide that the color drained from her face.

"Oh, another lesson learned, not everything that's and groaning is dying!" she added and the couple laughed some more. She smiled at seeing them so happy. Could she ask for the same kind of happiness? But happiness comes with a great price, doesn't it?

"Anyway…so…okay, you're married. Should have really invited friends over but you didn't. Since you're both old enough to decide for yourselves…" She suddenly covered her trembling lips she started to become teary eyed. "I'm so happy for you both! I'm so glad you can finally be together!" Jonghyun moved to the sit beside her and hugged Dara. 

"Don't you want this too?"

"Any girl would want this too! If you can both have it, then we must!" Dara told him then she abruptly sat up, straight. "Wait, how did you get your hands on this?" She held the faded blue plaid shirt out to them. "I presume you were the ones who asked the waiter to bring it to me?"

"Dara, you're getting old." Soohyuk rolled his eyes at her. "Didn't you tell me to keep it or throw it or whatever I wanted to do with it?" Dara's mouth formed an "O" upon remembering and slowly nodded. She didn't want to see this plaid shirt again and instead of throwing it away, she asked Soohyuk to rid her of it.

"Perhaps, you my little dove, thought that your all too hot ex-husband has given it back to you?"

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