Chapter 35

Jaejoong’s POV

My eyes flew open, my arms hovering over my face trying to block the sunlight slipping through the window as I yawned. A smile formed on my lips as I looked down and found Yunho sleeping on my lap peacefully. I ran my fingers through the strands of his dark brown hair as my eyes roamed around his small face. From his eyes, my gaze went to his nose, then to those lips I missed and wouldn’t get tired kissing. My eyes got stuck looking at his lips so I bent down, planning to steal a kiss from him.

“Yah! I already allowed you to enjoy the view and now you’re even stealing from me? A surprise gasp escaped my lips when Yunho suddenly spoke. At an instant I felt my face heat up.

“Yah! Who’s stealing…a-and who would want to…to watch you sleep when you look like Rudolph (the red nosed reindeer)?” I stuttered

Yunho’s eyes were still puffy and his eyes still red from crying last night. I’ve never seen him cry as much as he did and I would never ever want to see him like that again especially if the tears he’ll shed are tears of anguish. We practically cried ourselves to sleep last night that I’m assuming I’m not looking any better.

“Aish, look who’s talking!” Yunho then messed up my hair as he moved away from me.

“Yah, Jung Yunho!” I swatted his hands away and tried to tidy myself up…a bit at least.

“This is your entire fault, you know.” I retorted seconds later. My Yunho opened up his mouth as comeback but his stomach made its presence known at that moment. His face turned pinkish from embarrassment and I couldn’t help but giggle from the cuteness displayed by my boyfriend.

My boyfriend. My boyfriend. Jung Yunho is MY BOYFRIEND… I can’t but to keep repeating those words over and over again in my head as I felt that familiar somersault of my heart, like butterflies were going around my stomach. Only Jung Yunho had managed to do this to me.

“Aigoo, I’m hungry… I haven’t eaten anything since yesterday morning.” Yunho’s voice became lower at the last two words but I heard him loud and clear.

“Yah! How can you skip meals like that… you know how your stomach is.” I hissed out my disapproval.

“Didn’t really have an appetite… how do you expect me to eat after what I did?” Silence reigned over us once again after his last word. I bit my bottom lips as our met. I almost wanted to cry when I saw the guilt in his eyes.

“Yunho-ah…” I called us his name as I walked over him and held his hands tightly in mine. We stayed like that for a while until I decided to break the silence.

“How about I make us some breakfast, hmm?” I didn’t wait for him to answer as I turned around to head towards the kitchen. Suddenly, felt myself wrapped in a pair of strong arms, Yunho’s face buried on my stomach.

“Yunnie…”

“Jaejoong-ah, *nan neol saranghae ... nan nega neomu joha naega michyeo saenggaghaji anhseubnida hyeonsirI dangsineur sarang.*” Next thing I knew, I felt the wetness sipping through my clothes as Yunho cried.

“Uljima...” I couldn’t help my own tears from falling as I hugged Yunho closer. It’s painful to see the one you love beat himself repeatedly for a mistake made once. Yet at that same moment, it only makes me love the man before me even more if that’s even possible.

God, what did I ever do to be allowed to love and be love by such a man?

I kneeled down so we’re face to face. I cupped his face in the curve of my hand and claimed his lips in a passionate, hungry kiss. Our tongues fought for dominance until I succumb to Yunho’s. My arms went around his neck as his s around my waist. Even as our lungs started looking for air, we didn’t pull apart. If not for Yunho’s stomach which, once again made its presence known, we wouldn’t have pulled apart.

With both our faces extremely red, Yunho and I finally pulled away from each other, our lips plump from being brutally kissed by each other.

“Aww, why’d you do that for?” I let out a laugh as I moved back after biting on Yunho’s bottom lips

“Did it hurt?” I asked with a smirk.
“Of course. Aish! You bit hard.”
“Then… you should know that this is real…we are real.” I bent forward once more and planted a soft kiss on his lips again, on the same spot where I bit him. “From now on, I want you to stop thinking too much, arasso?”
I stared at his bowed head. “Jung Yunho, I’m talking to you… Arasso?” I repeated and he finally nodded with that cheeky smile on his face, he’s hand raised up, fingers on his forehead as he made a salute.
 

“Sir, yes, sir!”
 

That morning, though I know my Yunho will still have a long way to go before he can forgive himself, was one of the best morning I’ve woken up to after weeks and weeks of almost doing nothing but cry and lock myself in my room.
 

Never again, I promised myself, will I allow myself or Yunho to wake up to a painful morning.

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Yunho’s POV

I sat there, mesmerized as I’ve always been, watching my Jaejoong talked to one of our classmate animatedly across the other room. I’ve never felt as contented as I am feeling right now just watching him, capturing his every move… the shyness he exudes whenever he covers his mouth every time he smiles or laugh…or the way he’s pale white skin turns pinkish whenever he gets shy.

“Kim Jaejoong, I’m hopelessly, madly in-love with you.” I whispered into his ears once he returns back to his seat beside me.

“Yah, stop flirting…aish!” he hissed out his embarrassment when the girls behind us started giggling, whispering of how we look good together.

Class went as usual and it’s a good thing that Jae and I have the same last period, more time for us to be together.

“What are you thinking?” Jae asked as he glanced at me from typing a message o his phone.

“Hmm…I miss, Suri-ah.” I pouted. I think Jae’s habit had rubbed on me.

“Oh yeah… I’m sure we’ll get a beating from that monster for not visiting her sooner.” Both of us laugh as an image of the little girl we both adored so much flashed in our head.

*****
“Oppa!” Suri’s ear piercing squeal reached our ear as we entered the Park’s huge mansion. Each of her little arms wrapped around our neck as she jumped into us. She then pulled us to the living room showing us her drawings with such pride.

“Oppa, is Japan far?” She suddenly while we were helping her color her Barbie filled images coloring book. Without giving us time to answer, she continued.

“My papa said we will ride a plane to go there and we will stay there for a long time.”

Jae and I look at each other probably sharing the same thought since Mrs. Lee have mentioned more than once that there’s a probability that their family will be moving to Japan soon due to her husband’s job.

 
“Will you visit Suri, oppa?” she asked as. I smiled down at her as I placed my hand on her head.

“Of course we will visit you.” I assured her, making her squeal in delight. She got up from her position on the floor and run to her quickly, coming down again with a camera on her hand.

“Oppa, let’s take pictures.”

We took our positions. Sitting on the floor still, Suri took her place between Yunho and me.

“Oppa, I want you to kiss me on my cheeks, okay? Suri will be mad if not.” We laugh at her thread.

“Yes, Princess... We’ll make sure to kiss you on your cheeks. Just make sure you count, okay?” She nodded at Yunho’s word, grinning.

We moved our heads closer to hers as she started counting.
1…2…3… Yunho and I moved to give her a peck on the child but the Suri’s own little devil came out and she moved out. Instead of our lips meeting her chubby, pinch-able cheeks, my lips ended up smacking right into Yunho. And the camera captured it all.
We quickly pulled away as we heard someone clearing their throat. When we look up it’s not other that Mrs. Lee herself. Automatically, both Yunho and my face turned red being caught kissing.

“Umma, did you see, did you see? Yunho and Jae oppa kissed… it means they love each other right?”

Mrs. Lee gave us an apologetic smile before she carried Suri in her arms. “Suri-ah, it’s time for your bath. Go to Nanny Mary, ok.”

Pouting, Suri nodded her head before giving us both a hug and left to search for her nanny.

“I’m sorry about that.”

“No worries, Mrs. Lee.” I smiled at her at the same time taking Yunho’s hand in mine, intertwining our fingers opened slightly before she smiled at us knowingly.

Jaejoong’s POV

“Yah! you’re not serious about visiting them in Japan , are you?” I looked at my side, to Yunho who nudge me with his elbow.

“Of course, I am. Why wouldn’t I be?” I took a at my ice cream as we walk back towards his place. I glance at Yunho again when he didn’t answer me.

“How long are you planning to stay then?”

“What do you mean, you won’t be coming with me?”

“I would want to but you I…wouldn’t be able to afford it.” He answered, saying the last part with a lower voice.

“Who said you’ll pay for it… of course, I’ll take care of it.”

“No. I can’t let you do that.”

“And why not?” I asked, looking up to him.

“I don’t want to depend on you for something like this.”

“Aish, pabo! You think that’ll be for free? Of course, you’ll need to pay me back for it!” I smacked him jokingly on the head.

“Mwo? But how do you expect me to pay for that!”

“Well…I’ll accept any form of payment so it’s up to you to think how you’ll pay me back.” I walked ahead of him.

A devilishly, boyish grin, if that’s even possible, appeared on his lips.” I know what I can pay you with.”

My brows raised up, wondering what evil thoughts could be playing in his head right now. “I’ll be paying you with my body.”

“Mwwwwooo?!” My already big dark brown eyes went wider that it already is. That made Yunho bent over, almost rolling on the ground laughing his off at my reaction.

“I’m kidding, Boo… Aish! You think I’d give my body to you that easily?!”

“As if I’d want your body. I bet Jeong Jihoon sshi’s body is much better that yours, more drool-worthy.” I retorted, referring to one of our seniors in school, Jeong Jihoon also known as Bi. I put on a dreamy look on my face after I said those words causing Yunho to squint his eyes before he strode towards me.

“And who gave you the right to fantasize about Bi.” I looked up at him. Our eyes met and both of us laugh, knowing fully well that we’re both just teasing each other.

Our laughter died when we look up and find Kim Heechul standing before us.

“Yunho…”

*****

I watched as Yunho’s face turned serious, his jaw clenching as we stood there frozen. I looked from Yunho to Heechul and back.

“Uhm…Yunho…” I placed my hands on his arms. I honestly didn’t know what to do or how to react to Heechul right now. Images of that night flashed before my eyes but I quickly brushed it off, not wanting to fully dampen the happiness I’m feeling with Yunho right now.

Heechl looked like he hasn’t gotten enough sleep as his eyes’ are surrounded with dark circles. The weight loss is also very obvious.

“Yunho… can we please talk?” After seconds of deafening silence, Heechul finally spoke.

“I have nothing to talk to you about, Kim Heechul-sshi.” With a cold voice, Yunho shut Heechul off, pulling me with him as he started to walk away. “I don’t speak with traitors.”

For some reasons, I felt bad for Heechul as watch him standing there as we walked farther and farther away from him with one thought in my head. “Kim Heechul, what exactly do want this time?”

Translation of the Korean part:
** (I love you... I love you so much I think I will go crazy if these are not real)
**(Please do not cry )