EPILOGUE

“YOU will go to America, Jaejoong-ssi?” asked Mister Kim frowning. “I did not misheard?”

Jaejoong put on his sweetest smile and answered, “Yes, Mister Kim. Only for ten days. Not more.”

Mister Kim clicked his tongues. “Why are you going there, for what? Are you going to move there or what?”

Jaejoong shook his head. “No, Mister Kim. Only for vacations.”

“I have give you your leaves seven months ago because you had an accident. You want to take a leave again now?” Mister Kim still insisted.

“Mister Kim, please,” Jaejoong tried to persuade. “Only ten days.”

Mister Kim looked at him with his narrowed eyes. “With whom are you going?”

“Oh?” Jaejoong grimaced. “Oh… with… Jung Yunho.”

“Hah!” Mister Kim shouted. “That kid! He thought because he is a celebrity he could kidnap my assistant whenever he want? So nonchalant! Fine, you can go to America. Instead, asked Jung Yunho to stay. He must took your place as my assistant when you take your leaves.”

Jaejoong laughed hear his superior’s nagging. “Please don’t be like that, Mister Kim. However, If I think again, I should thank you.”

“For what?”

“Because Mister Kim had asked me to deliver the clothes to Jung Yunho so that we could know each other.”

“That is one of my regret.”

“I am glad you did that,” Jaejoong said, ignoring Mister Kim’s words.

Mister Kim stared at him.

“I really am,” Jaejoong said.

Finally his boss gave up. “Okay, I will grant your wish. But only for ten days. Not more. Understand?”

Jaejoong nodded his head and smiled widely. “Thank you, Mister Kim. It’s very kind of you.”

***

“You really did not want to change your ringtone?” Jaejoong asked. He stood in front of Yunho’s bedroom while holding Yunho’s cellphone.

Yunho stopped packing his clothes into the luggage and look up. “Why? You answered my phone again?” He asked back. “did you really accidentally doing that or were you spying on me?”

Jaejoong snorted. “Hoho… you… Well, it’s okay… You don’t need to answer my question. Let me change your ringtone.”

Jaejoong was only about to press the keys on Yunho’s phone when that man grabbed his phone from Jaejoong’s hand.

“Don’t change it,” he said.

“Why?” Jaejoong said.

Yunho smiled and started to pack his clothes again. “I love that we have the same ringtone. You can answer my phon