1988

Jaejoong shrugged on his coat and made his way out of the apartment closely followed by Yoochun. Today he was going to sign his deal with Jung construction, but he was more anxious to meet Yunho again. The past few days he had been endlessly mulling over what he could say, what he should wear and how he could impress the man. He spent most of his waking hours either agonising over this or wandering things about the other man. He was so young, not to mention handsome and was already so successful. Jaejoong was sure he wouldn’t be awarded another glance from the man seeing as he was barely worthy of being in his presence. Yunho was on a whole other level from Jaejoong.

“Hey, pay attention when you’re crossing the road!” Yoochun snapped his friend out of his daydream and exasperatedly grabbed his arm and led him across the road. Honestly. This was why Yoochun insisted upon coming with him to sign, he needed to make sure the idiot wasn’t going to be taken unfair advantage of. And he was going to asses this Jung Yunho that had captivated Jaejoong so much. His friend would not stop spouting compliments and niceties about the man and Yoochun was curious as to what all the fuss was about.

Yunho was pacing in his office, not out of worry or fear or even stress. He was pacing because he couldn’t stay still, he was overcome with incredible impatience waiting for ‘his angel’. His mind had been through such turmoil already, wandering what to wear, what to say, how to impress the beautiful creature that graced him with his presence. Ok so maybe he had overly romanticised it but there was something about Jaejoong that drove Yunho’s insides crazy and made his heart beat faster than he thought possible. He was unsure how to categorise his feelings, they were strangely ambiguous.  He couldn’t put it down to mere excitement, nor was it interest or admiration. He couldn’t identify these feelings at this moment but Yunho was never out of the loop for long. His telephone rang, startling him slightly, and he rushed to answer it hoping it was news of Jaejoong’s arrival.

“Mr Jung, the model is here for the contract signing.” He smiled to himself and smoothed his hair,

“Very good, please show him into the conference room Mrs. Park and offer him some refreshments while he waits. I’ll be there shortly.”  After getting confirmation from his secretary Yunho hung up the phone and walked over to the mirror, checking himself over and straightening his tie until he deemed it satisfactory. He took several deep breaths and attempted to calm himself, he didn’t know why but he incredibly nervous all of a sudden.

“Come on! You can do this, you’re Jung Yunho!” he scolded his reflection. Taking a deep breath he sauntered over to the conference room confidently, gracefully pushing the doors open to reveal himself in a dramatic way, but his plan flopped as he stumbled on his own feet. No Yunho was not clumsy, he was in shock. The doors had opened to reveal a young man, whom he begrudgingly admitted to himself was what people could call ‘handsome’, with his hands all over his angel. Said man was fixing his angels hair and squeezing his cheek with sly smile, but what made it worse was that Jaejoong not only allowed it to happen but giggled in response.

And what a wondrous sound it was, like music to his ears. But it wasn’t for him.  Yunho’s ego deflated substantially as his arms dropped by his sides and he stood by the door dumbly, unsure of what to do.

“Oh you must be Mr Jung, my name’s Park Yoochun, it’s nice to meet you” Yoochun got up and greeted t