Changmin pushed the heavy oak door slowly and peeked inside. As usual, a working man that sat behind the table with document files stacked up on one side as the typed away on his note book in front of him. His head turned sideways occasionally to refer from the documents.

“Is it fun to spy at your brother?” Yoochun suddenly spoke, his eyes were still concentrating in the computer as his hands flipped through pages of the file.

“Yah, I have no interest on spying on you.” Changmin retorted as he walked inside, and sat casually in front of the gorgeous red wood study desk that boasts exquisite gold embroidered details, with fine black leather linings. A beautiful piece his elder brother had inherited, when he took on the weight of the Park family and business.

Yoochun stopped for a split second to look at Changmin from behind his glasses, “Then what was standing outside my study and not coming in for?”

“Just thinking when you’re going to collapse and I get to be president. I would LOVE to have this stunning desk.” Changmin answered with a smirk on his face.

Yoochun could only laugh as he went back to his work. Changmin reclined back as he continued to admire his brother. The table light hit Yoochun’s face perfectly, his mile long eyelashes casted shadows on his cheeks, the beautiful lips were even more seductive under such lightings and they also gave his perfectly sculpted collar bone depth, writing iness all over it.

Changmin had to admit, Yoochun resembled their mother and was undeniably a beautiful man that could pull off a disguise as a woman; so different from him who took after his father, genetically inheriting a darker complexion, taller height, and chiselled masculine features. Not beautiful men girls were after these days.

‘That’s why his popularity is higher than mine. Damn. If girls see him like this, I wonder if they’ll attack him like a group of lionesses.’

Changmin wondered as he unconsciously leaned forward and laid his chin on top of his crossed arm that supported itself on the desk. His intense gaze still on his brother.

“Looks like the brother complex the maids say you have for me are true.” Yoochun said without even looking up.

Changmin rolled his eyes and retorted with a ‘whatever’ kind of tone “You must have heard that from some idiot who’s in love with me to get jealous over my brother.”

“Looking at your brother like that is similar to checking a girl out. I wonder if you realized.” Yoochun smiled, his eyes formed and arch and he tilted his head cutely at Changmin.

“Whatever. Are you going to work late again? It’s already two in the morning.” concerned about his brother’s health, Changmin had to come convince his brother to go to bed early again, a daily routine which has not stopped for years.

He had got frustrated with it sometimes when his concerns just couldn’t get through his workaholic brother, but today he kept his tone gentle and soft just because he started to miss it after Yoochun would start spending his nights out with a certain someone that came into his life weeks ago, dominating Yoochun’s every thought.

“Yeah. There are a lot of things to go through. Figures, plans, proposals…”

“You wouldn’t be this busy if you didn’t spend your time at the host club.” Changmin retorted, telling his feelings directly to Yoochun.

“Changmin, thank you for caring, but trust me, I have everything under control. Even if I didn’t, I would have you to go through these for me isn’t it? You’re reliable.” Yoochun commented his gaze softened at the thought of his concerned brother. “Just not the socializing part.”

“Wow that was a huge turn off. To finally listen to my brother compliment me and suddenly a big slap again… Thanks.” Changmin sulked and walked out from the study. “Don’t stress yourself out. We’ll go to work tomorrow together.” Changmin said before closing the door and headed for bed.

“Thanks Changmin.” Yoochun whispered under his breath a smiled painted on his face.

Changmin was the only family member he had left besides their late father and their mother who was staying at America permanently to handle her own established company.

Despite the fact that both of them fight nearly every day, they were closest friends and best of partners.

That made Yoochun felt warm and happy, most importantly, loved.

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Yoochun twitched a couple of times and mumbled a few curses before extending his hands to search blindly for his ringing cell phone.

“Hello…” Yoochun answered it. The pillow was muffling his voice but still audible.

“Wake up dandy boy!” A happy tone came from the other side.

Yoochun checked out his alarm clock by the side, the digital numbers showed ‘06.32’. “Yah… I just got to bed not long ago… Stop bothering.”

“Seriously, you don’t want to wake up?”

“No I don’t.”

“Not even when it’s about Kim Junsu?”

Yoochun sprang up at the mention if the name, but remained seated on his bed. The thick curtains out most if the room, but left some spaces for a few sun rays to enter. Those eyes that were shut tight seconds before were now wide open, his tired voice now full of energy he actually shouted into the phone.

“Where do you want to meet? What time?”

“Same place an hour later.”

Yoochun went in to his shower as fast as he could, water hitting his bare skin made refreshed his senses. A smile came to his face when he dried himself in front of the mirror, ‘Finally. Something about Kim Junsu.’

Yoochun picked out a handsome suit from his closet that fitted him like a glove. His body structure was complimented fully by the cuttings and fabric. Definitely worth the extensive price he paid.

Yoochun decided to wear the black rectangle crystal cuff buttons that were a gift from Changmin, and it went well with his black suit and grey tie.

He was almost done with his last check on his appearance when his brother barged in… again.

“Yah! I thought we were going to work together today!” Changmin shouted with his finger pointed at Yoochun.

Yoochun brushed away Changmin’s hands and smiled at him. “I’m sorry Changmin, I have to meet up with Yunho hyung for today. It’s urgent.”

“No! Hyung……..” Changmin whined. His hair was in a mess and his robe was revealing half of his chest.

Yoochun pinched Changmin on his cheeks leaving red marks on them, “have breakfast and I’ll meet you at work.” Yoochun smiled.

Before leaving his brother in his closet, Yoochun turned and made another promise. “I’ll make it up to you!”

Changmin heard the footsteps fading away and could only pout his lips in disappointment. ‘Stupid Hyung. He better get me food for redemption for my broken heart, or I’ll rip him into pieces.’