http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wl1UrVXNKD0

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That night, you put Youngjae to bed and came back to the bedroom. Jaejoong was lying halfway in bed working on his lyrics.

The lamp flickered at the storm outside.

You looked out the window and patted the lotion gently on your hands, “Good thing it didn’t rain at the concert tonight.” “Mmm.” Jaejoong thoughtfully nodded with his eyes locked on his paper. You pulled your hair to one side of your neck and climbed into bed.

Instantly, Jaejoong put his lyrics away.

“Now you pay attention to me?” You teased.

“I’m sorry.” He smiled.

“I was kidding.” You went into his arms and held you close.

“I was writing a song about you actually.” Jaejoong said. “Me?” You looked up at him. He nodded. “What is it about?” You asked eagerly. Jaejoong smiled and shook his head, “You’ll have to wait until I’m finished.”

“Then you’ll sing it to me?” You sweetly asked.

Jaejoong softly gazed at you, “Yes. I’ll sing it to you.”

You snuggled against his chest. You couldn’t wait until he was finished! BOOM! The apartment shook at the thunder.

“MOMMY! DADDY!” Youngjae burst inside and scurried into the bed. “What’s wrong, Youngjae?” Jaejoong asked. He sidled between you two under the blanket, “I’m scared.”

Jaejoong looked at you. You smiled in amusement and at Youngjae’s cuteness, “He doesn’t like the thunder.” “Oh.” Jaej