“I thought I told you to do it this way”. His voice was clipped with coldness as his icy glare directed at the other man, eyes boring into his soul.


The other man sighed; it had never been easy to please him, has it. “I’m sorry”, he says it without thinking and if he was a stranger, he would think that he didn’t mean it. 


But he did.


“Does saying sorry makes it better?” Even after the apology, he never backed down and continued to taunt him with his mistake. “If you have done what I’ve told you before all these wouldn’t happen. See what happens now”. He continued to reproach him, sending his egos and self-esteem crashing down as the other man lowered his head.


“Sorry”, he says it another time. This time much softer but with his true feelings. Too bad Yunho didn’t hear it.


He frowned as his facial features became contorted and walked away from the remorseful man, without a word. Being left alone now, he stared at the back of his lover as watery fluid; the cause of his grief, dripped down slowly along the contours of his face.


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He comes back again the next day, his mood have obviously been transformed as he asked regretfully, “Are you okay? Can you help me to make my favorite food again today? Please?” He whined as he put on his most ‘adorable’ face. 


It had just been a day, the pain in Jaejoong’s heart was still raw and as much as Jaejoong wanted to hate Yunho for what he did, his heart softened after seeing him like this.


He hated being weak. He hated crying. He hated feeling raw emotions in his heart but yet Yunho makes him feel like this all the time. And sometimes, he wonders if he hates him too. 


But even thinking about this possibility, his heart ached. He grimaced, since when did he become like this? It was so disgusting, he thought. “Jae? Joongie?” He was flown back to reality with Yunho’s whining as a wake-up call. Jaejoong blinked his eyes after snapping from his thoughts and looked at Yunho as his face was so close to him, he could feel his breath ghosting upon his lips and his heart starts to pick up pace.


He looked at his eyes and felt himself being captured into his trance as he could hear his heart pulsating and pounded against his chest, feeling the increasing yet steady rhythm.


“Can you?” Yunho pleads again; his eyes went big and innocent as he pouted at Jaejoong. Jaejoong swore he could melt right there and then and he was so tempted to pinch his cheeks and kiss his jutting lips. He nodded lightly as Yunho’s facial expression lit up and pressed forward to capture Jaejoong’s lips. 


They closed their eyes and melt into the warm embrace of each other, connected by their mouths. All the previous arguments have been forgotten and after letting go of each other to catch for air, Jaejoong thought ‘Who ever said that love was always good anyway? Love is painful. Always painful. And no, of course love doesn’t make the world go round. Love is just something that makes the ride worthwhile’.


And he leaned forward again to capture his love’s lips, giving him all his heart and soul.



A/n:This ,I know. Urgh I hate it when my writing deprove so much just because I haven't wrote for a while. Just a while! Sorry about this...