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Super_~_Junior. (2013-12-05 11:33:29) Did you come here to talk about the story or whine about my likings?
ConnorRonnoc (2013-12-05 18:09:31)It took me 5 days to read this, I kept having seizures between paragraphs.
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Super_~_Junior. (2013-12-05 22:49:41) As for the coloring. I'll change the background the word coloring. Now shush.
@ConnorRonnoc This story haven't even been out for five days.
@Gameboy Where to start.. For your information TVXQ Super Junior & the other groups I like are nothing like 1D, Hell! TVXQ's 10th Anniversary of debuting is on the 26th of this month, SuJu have been around for over 7 years. You should really study this stuff before you talk crap. & if you have to try to bash me for liking amazly perfect music that's pathetic. If you don't like TVXQ, Super Junior, Teen Top, Ect. Then ignore me. Don't spam my threads with your ignorance & stupidity. Now stop seeking attention.
@ConnorRonnoc This story haven't even been out for five days.
@Gameboy Where to start.. For your information TVXQ Super Junior & the other groups I like are nothing like 1D, Hell! TVXQ's 10th Anniversary of debuting is on the 26th of this month, SuJu have been around for over 7 years. You should really study this stuff before you talk crap. & if you have to try to bash me for liking amazly perfect music that's pathetic. If you don't like TVXQ, Super Junior, Teen Top, Ect. Then ignore me. Don't spam my threads with your ignorance & stupidity. Now stop seeking attention.
Perfect_Chaos (2013-12-05 22:58:11)^ Connor was joking and Gameboy's trying to say you're overly obsessed with these singers.
Super_~_Junior. (2013-12-05 23:10:36) I know Connor was joking as for Gameboy, If he doesn't like it then he can ignore me. Not spam my threads.
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Perfect_Chaos (2013-12-05 23:29:21)If what Gameboy said is true, then you need to stop. You can still make these fanfics, but stop continually talking these singers. You don't see me talking about Rhythm Heaven all the time in the chats. I don't care if you flag tbh. Plus, it's not spam, technically, they are talking about the story.
Super_~_Junior. (2013-12-05 23:44:50) I am not stopping crap. I can do whatever I want. Now go somewhere else if you want to complain. I love my TVXQ & I won't stop. You don't like it. Don't read my stories. Don't pay attention to me.
Perfect_Chaos (2013-12-06 01:20:27)I never said to stop loving it, I just said stop talking about it all the time and if you won't then go ahead. I shall now extinguish this flame war.
Super_~_Junior. (2013-12-06 01:57:30) I am not a teenage girl. & really dude? That's pathetic. Attempting to cyber-bully me. LOL Just because I fangirl over what I love doesn't mean I don't have a life. You don't know me at all. Now I will stop responding tp you. I am not letting you destroy my thread. Now bye.
Super_~_Junior. (2013-12-06 02:59:34) Not you chaoszero. Now please stop pointlessly commenting.. I want the comments to have reviews.
ConnorRonnoc (2013-12-06 07:23:52)I hate to break it to you, but no-one in Plaza is actually interested in Fanfics like that, your best bet is somewhere like Fanfiction.Net
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Yunho, who was sitting beside the smaller boy let out a disgruntled sigh as he began to make x signs in the air with his arms, signaling at his Umma to not let Jaejoong help out. He'd rather spend time with him alone.
"But Jaejoongie we have loads of homework tonight. Please, please can we just go to the room now? I am really having trouble understanding the subjects, especially Mrs. Kang's math class." Yunho clutched at his head as if in pain to add emphasis to his words. "Aigoo, just thinking about all those numbers makes my brain hurt."
Jaejoong chewed at his bottom lip. He would be staying with the Jungs for the entire week. His Umma and Appa were out of the country for a business trip. Again. And little Jaejoongie had already told himself that he was going to help out and do as much as he could to not be a burden to his Yunnie-ah's parents.
The small boy's gaze darted to little Yunho's almond orbs. The other was pouting at him, eyebrows dropping to the sides in an expression that made Jaejoong think of his Bikeu. When he looked down beside Yunho, Taepung was looking up at him with the same kicked puppy dog look, as if he too was begging for Jaejoong to agree.
"Yunnie-ah, it's going to be just a few dish's"
"Jaejoongie, please?" Yunho pleaded, pouting on full force as he turned to his mother. "Umma, you really don't need any help with the dishes right? You'd rather have me and Jaejoongie study for our class subjects right?"
Mrs. Jung smiled at her son. "Of course Yunnie." Turning to Jaejoong she added. "You two run along now."
"But Auntie.." Jaejoong began to protest but his statement was cut off when Yunho hollered.
"Yes!" Yunho whooped a fist in the air as he deftly hopped off his stool. "Come on Jaejoongie." He began tugging at Jaejoong's hands, dragging him towards the stairs and into the general direction of his bedroom.
Once they were inside Yunho's haven, the younger boy immediately dove into his bed, rolled on the soft sheets for a few moments before finally settling down and lying flat on his back at the center. Jaejoong stood at the bedside, gazing down at his best friend with a doting expression.
Yunho looked up and grinned. "Jaejoongie, here." he said, gently patting the spot next to him.
"What are you so happy about Yunnie-yah?" Jaejoong asked in mild bewilderment as he crawled on the bed next to Yunho. The minute that he had fully laid down on the soft covers, Yunho turned to his side and swung his arms and legs across Jaejoong's smaller body. Jaejoong made a short 'ommph' noise at the contact.
"Yah!" Jaejoong protested, trying to lift Yunho's limbs off his frame. When Yunho didn't budge and instead snickered by his ear, his soft breath tickling him and sending shivers down his spine, keeping his facial color to its normal state became the hardest thing for the small boy to do. "Yunnieeeee." Jaejoong whined. "Get off."
"Make me." Yunho giggled. "And I am happy because you're staying with me again." he murmured gently against his neck, tightening his hold on him. "I missed you Jaejoongie-hyung."
Jaejoong's response was an immediate eyeroll. "We always see each other at school silly." he chuckled.
"But it's not the same." Yunho supplied and when Jaejoong turned his neck to try and take a good look at the other's face, Yunho's lower lip was jutting out again in a pout. Jaejoong's eyes softened at the sight.
"What you do mean not the same?" he asked.
Yunho huffed out a breath. "Hmmph, don't act like you don't know."
Turning fully to his side so that they were now face to face, Jaejoong replied. "Yunnie-ah, I don't know what you're talking about." There was a mild scowl marring Yunho's forehead. Jaejoong blinked. "What?"
"How come you don't let me hug you in school anymore?" Yunho asked. "Are you ashamed of me?"
Jaejoong let out a sigh. Reaching out a hand to Yunho's plump cheeks, he began caressing the soft skin as he smiled. "Of course I am not ashamed of you." he assured. "But Yunnie-yah, we're both boys."
The confusion in the younger one's face was evident. "Jaejoongie, you're not making any sense."
"Boys don't hug boys Yunnie."
"Why not?"
"Just because..." Come to think of it Jaejoong really didn't know why boys weren't allowed to hug boys.
Yunho frowned when Jaejoong looked just as confused. "See? You can't even give me an answer."
Remembering a conversation he had with his father, Jaejoong spoke. "Appa said that it doesn't look nice."
Yunho grumbled under his breath. "Your Appa is pabo."
"Yah!" Jaejoong lightly punched him in the arm, frowning. "How could you say that?"
"Because I know that you look nice when I am hugging you, so he's pabo." Yunho pointed out.
"Ei?"
"Come here." Yunho was immediately out of bed, tugging at Jaejoong's wrist. Leading the smaller boy to his life size mirror, Yunho stood directly behind his back and closed his arms around Jaejoong's middle.
Jaejoong stared at their reflections with widened eyes, gasping. "Yunnie."
"We look nice." Yunho exclaimed happily, grinning. "Jaejoongie looks good with Yunnie." he proudly stated.
When Yunho rested his chin on Jaejoong's shoulder, Jaejoong couldn't help but agree. He really couldn't quite find the words to explain how they looked but there was a sense of... belonging in the way Yunho held him in his arms and how Jaejoong seemed to sink into his embrace. How could his Appa say it looked wrong?
But whatever, Jaejoong realized now that being hugged by his best friend was anything but wrong.
Worrying at his bottom lip, Jaejoong's facial expression fell. "Yunnie-yah."
"Hmmm?"
"After Appa said that Yunnie hugging me looked bad and that he didn't like what he saw, I got scared that he'd get mad at me. That's why I avoided you." Bending his head low, he apologized. "I am sorry."
Pursing his lips before letting his hold on Jaejoong go, Yunho plopped back down onto his bed. Bewildered, Jaejoong walked over and seated himself beside Yunho, their shoulders touching. "Yunnie-yah?"
"I'll forgive you." Yunho said, mouth quirking in the corners. "But on one condition."
Jaejoong blinked, head tilting to the side. "Condition?"
"Yep."
"What is it?" The quickly spreading grin on little Yunho's face made little Jaejoong uneasy.
Yunho gestured at his cheek, beaming. "I want a popo."
Jaejoong flushed.
"Yunnie-yah." He was pretty sure that boys didn't kiss boys. Jaejoong shook his head. "I don't wanna."
"But Jaejoongie, didn't you promise that when I get hurt you're going to give me a popo to make it all better?"
"I did?"
Yunho fervently nodded.
But when did he ever make such a promise?
"Yunnie-yah, stop crying already." Jaejoong gently coaxed, feeling helpless at seeing his sobbing best friend.
Yunho wailed louder, thick droplets of tears trickling down the side of his eyes. "But Jaejoongie, it hurts!!!"
The crying boy was currently lying on one of the school clinic's bed while Jaejoong stood beside him.
Unfortunately, when they got there the doctor was nowhere to be found.
The wound that was on Yunho's knee, courtesy of him tripping midst sprint during their P.E, was producing icky red blood as it oozed out of the nasty cut. The poor little boy was reduced to tears from the excruciating pain.
"The doctor will be here in a little bit and she's going patch up your cut." Jaejoong assured, cradling Yunho in his arms. The younger boy cried some more and clung to him tighter, burying his face on Jaejoong's neck.
Jaejoong was at a loss. He didn't like seeing Yunho in pain. It was such a heartbreaking sight.
He had to do something! Hmm, maybe he could distract Yunho while the clinic's doctor hasn't arrived yet.
Suddenly, a flash of his mother's face raced in Jaejoong's thoughts. An idea struck him. There was something that his Umma always did when Jaejoong became clumsy and managed to hurt himself while playing.
Extracting himself from the hug, Jaejoong sat on the bed's edge and held Yunho's face in his hands, wiping at the salty liquid that marred his cheeks. "Yunnie-yah, don't cry anymore. Hyung, will take care of you."
Yunho's lower lip quivered violently as he sniffed, hiccups escaping his throat. "Jae-jaejoongie-hyung.."
"I am going to make you all better now." Little Jaejoong responded, smiling. Moving towards Yunho's knee, Jaejoong positioned his lips to a part near the wound that was relatively clean and kissed it. "There." he beamed as he looked up and gazed into Yunho's eyes. "It should stop hurting soon."
When Yunho's cries began to subside, he continued. "Umma always gives me popo when I get clumsy and hurt myself. She said that because she kissed it, the pain would go away." Shifting to Yunho's side once more, Jaejoong added. "Yah, don't cry anymore alright?" Yunho rubbed at his eyes, sniffing. "Jaejoongie-hyung promises that when Yunnie-yah's hurting, he's going to give him a popo to make him feel all better okay?"
Yunho bit at his lips, hesitantly nodding at first but when Jaejoong smiled again, in a split second, Yunho flung himself into his arms. And shortly after, to Yunho's amazement, the pain in his wound was indeed gone.
Right. Jaejoong did remember that incident.
"But you're not hurt." Jaejoong pointed out. Then his face morphed into a look of worry. "Wait, did you hurt yourself at school again? Did Shindong-ah bully you? Or was it Kangin?" Jaejoong's hands quickly landed on Yunho's body, meticulously checking for any signs of bruises or cuts. "Did you trip? Did you.."
Hands closing around Jaejoong's arm, Yunho guided it to his chest. "It hurts here. My heart hurts."
"Waahh, Yunnie-yah!" Jaejoong's eyes widened in panic. "That sounds bad! We have to tell Auntie and Uncle! Wait, I am going to call the ambulance. What is the number of the ambulance?" Jaejoong began to flail. "Ahhh!!! I can't remember! Wait here I am going to let Auntie and Uncle know that you're sick. We have to..."
Yunho clamped his palm on Jaejoong's mouth. "Aish!" he said in exasperation. "Jaejoongie-hyung, I am fine."
Jaejoong pried away Yunho's hand. "But didn't you just say.."
"When you kept avoiding me it made me sad and my heart felt like it was breaking into pieces."
Jaejoong blinked.
Yunho blinked back.
And then realization began to sink in.
"Oh." Jaejoong mouthed as he effectively flushed.
"It hurt because you avoided me, so you have to give me a popo now to make it all better." Yunho beamed.
Jaejoong jumped out of the bed and made a quick beeline for the door. "I still don't wanna!" He remembered promising his Yunnie that he was going to give him a popo when he was hurt but he was sure this didn't count.
"But Jaejoongieeeee!!!" Yunho opened the door and ran after him down the stairs. "You prom... ahhhh!"
Jaejoong halted in his tracks, eyes widening when a couple sounds of thuds reached his ears. Quickly running back towards the stairs, Jaejoong quickly fell to his knees in front of a groaning Yunho. "Yunnie-yah!"
"Jaejoongie." Yunho's eyes began to water as he clutched a hand to his face. "It hurts." he moaned.
Biting at his lip, Jaejoong's hands instantly roamed Yunho's body. "Where, where does it hurt?"
"I want a popo!" Yunho started to sob, facial expression crumbling down. "Jaejoongie lied!"
"Yunnie, you have to tell Jaejoongie where it hurts."
"Liar." Yunho repeated, breaking down into tears. "You.. you promised but you.."
What to do? What to do? Gahhh!!! Jaejoong was panicking again. So much for not being a burden to the Jungs, yet it was still his first night and Yunho was already crying because of him.
And Yunho kept insisting to be a given a popo. Wait, a popo!
Jaejoong wanted to mentally slap himself in the head for momentarily forgetting that. But how was he going to give Yunho a popo when he wouldn't say where he was hurting? Wait, didn't Umma and Appa popo a lot in the mouth? And they always looked so happy after doing it. That should make Yunnie happy too right?
Inside the boy's innocent little head, that logic made a lot of sense.
Quickly palming Yunho's face with both his hands, Jaejoong leaned forward and kissed the crying boy.
Yunho's sobs instantly died down, his eyes widening when he felt soft lips against his.
Eventually, Jaejoong broke the contact and leaned back. He began wiping the tears that trickled down Yunho's cheeks. "Yunnie feels better now?" he softly asked, feeling relief wash over him when Yunho stopped wailing.
"What was that?" Yunho asked in awe as he licked at his lips.
Jaejoong blinked. "A popo."
"Wow." Yunho breathed, fingers resting on his mouth. Jaejoong's lips felt so soft against his. Yunho liked the feeling. And he could've sworn he tasted apples and cinnamon. "I want more."
"Ei?"
"Jaejoongie, do it again." Yunho suddenly looked hyper.
"Aren't you hurting anymore?" Jaejoong asked in concern, trying to ignore the fact that he was blushing.
Yunho shook his head. "No, I just slipped a few stairs." he paused. "Well, my butt still hurts a little."
Jaejoong's eyes widened when Yunho grinned. "Yah, I am not gonna popo your butt."
"Eww, gross." Yunho made a face then his expression lighted up. "But you can popo me in the mouth!"
"No!" Jaejoong ran again and as usual, Yunho chased after him.
"Jaejoongie-hyung, one popo is not enough!"
"Yah, I thought you said your butt hurts! Stop chasing me."
"Just one more."
"That's it! I am not hugging you at school tomorrow either."
"Waaaaaaaiiiii, no fair!!!"
Taepung who was lazily sleeping on his mat opened one eye after hearing the noises. When his gaze landed on his master and his friend Bikeu's master running around in circles, he thought that it looked real fun.
And so he decided to join in. "Woof! woof!"
**Later**
Minutes later when Yunho caught Jaejoong, demanding for his very much needed popo to which the smaller boy had begrudgingly and reluctantly gave, both boys went back to the bedroom to go over their homework load one by one. Shortly after when they had finished working on everything, Yunho finally decided to call it a night.
Jaejoong had at first insisted that he slept on the floor. But Yunho wouldn't allow it. And so in the end, the two little boys laid tangled on Yunho's bed, arms and legs draped all over each other as they peacefully dreamed.
But the noises above him refused to leave him alone, as the voice only got louder. Then to add to his irritation, the reason for his misery that went by the name of Jung Yunho began bouncing on the bed.
"Wakey, wakey sleepy head." his annoying best friend whispered into his ear.
Jaejoong cracked one eye open and mildly scowled. "Yunnie-yah, go away." Jaejoong grumbled again, jerking the bed sheets over his head and screwed his eyes shut. Little Jaejoong was definitely not a morning person.
"But we're gonna be late for school!" Yunho pointed out, trying to pull the sheets off Jaejoong's frame.
Annoyed, Jaejoong rolled over and lied flat on his back. He looked up with half-lidded eyes into the grinning face above him. "Leave me alone. I want to sleep." he groaned again. Why oh why did Yunho turned out to be the type of kid who was unusually chirpy in the mornings?
Suddenly, Jaejoong felt a heavy weight pressing down on him.
Rubbing at his drowsy eyes, Jaejoong's gaze traveled from Yunho's face then down to their bodies. His pair of onyx orbs effectively narrowed when he noticed the position they were in. "Yunnie-yahhh, get off." Jaejoong moaned in exasperation.
Yunho cheekily grinned. "Don't wanna." he said. Besides he liked looking down at Jaejoongie's face from there.
"You're hurting me." Jaejoong murmured with a slightly pained voice. "You're heavy."
When a look of worry seemed to flash in Yunho's eyes, Jaejoong was just about to sigh in relief. He was quite sure that as much as he didn't like seeing Yunho hurt, Yunho didn't want to see him hurt too. Especially if he was the reason for it. With this logic in mind, Jaejoong had seriously thought Yunho would instantly leave the spot on his middle, where he comfortably sat.
However to his surprise, the next thing that Little Jaejoong saw was Yunho's approaching face as he leaned down, making Jaejoong nearly crossed eyed from the nearness.
And then he felt Yunho's lips on him.
Jaejoong froze.
Loosing all traces of sleep, the smaller boy immediately broke the contact.
Wiping at his mouth, Jaejoong's voice rose, demanding for an explanation. "Yunnie-yah! What was that for?!"
Leaning back, little Yunho's eyes immediately took on a panicked and dejected look. "You.. didn't like it?"
Jaejoong quickly noticed the other's eyes beginning to glisten with tears. "Yunnie-yah." Stupid Jaejoong, now you're going to make him cry again. He was just surprised, he didn't mean to yell.
"I am sorry." Yunho's lower lip quivered, as he tried to keep the tears from falling. "Jaejoongie don't hate me."
Jaejoong forced his body to sit up. "No, no no, I don't hate you Yunnie, please don't cry." Unceremoniously palming Yunho's face in his hand, he softly murmured. "I can never hate you. Jaejoongie never will hate you."
Relieved with Jaejoong's gentle words, Yunho brought a hand to his eyes, brushing the tears from the corners.
"There ya go." Jaejoong helped out in wiping the droplets. "Yunnie is a big boy, so he shouldn't cry so much."
Looking into the other's eyes, Little Yunho spoke once more. "I am sorry. I didn't mean to make you mad."
"I am not mad Yunnie-yah." Jaejoong gently assured.
Chewing at his bottom lip, Yunho supplied. "But you yelled when I gave you a popo."
Jaejoong could only blink. Why did Yunho gave him a popo on the first place? "Ei, why did you?"
"What you do you mean?" Yunho looked confused at Jaejoong's question. "Of course I gave you a popo because you said you were hurting and I didn't want to see Jaejoongie hurt. So I gave you a popo because Yunnie knows that Jaejoongie popos makes him happy so I thought... that Yunnie popos should make you happy too right?"
Jaejoong simply stared, trying to absorb the string of words that came out of Yunho's mouth.
"I've thought about it last night!" Yunho explained further. "I don't think it's fair that I only get to receive popo from Jaejoongie when I am hurt. So I decided.." Yunho's bright smile suddenly resembled that of the sun. "..that if Jaejoongie is hurting, I am going to give him a popo too! That way, we're both going to be happy."
Well, that made sense. Plus, he kind of liked it, Jaejoong idly thought as he matched the boy's smile.
There was a knock on the door, followed by Mrs. Jung's voice. "Yunnie, Jaejoongie, it's time for your baths."
"Yes umma! We're coming right down!" Yunho called out as he deftly jumped off Jaejoong's little frame.
"Alright honey, I'll prepare the tub for you. Be sure to be down in five minutes."
"Yay!" Yunho happily exclaimed as he grabbed at Jaejoong's wrist. "We're going to bath together!" he was positively beaming. "Just like the last time you were here! Woo! Jaejoongie-hyung will wash my hair!"
Jaejoong couldn't contain his own laughter at Yunho's giggling cuteness. But just when his small feet was about to touch the floor, Jaejoong slipped off the bed and partly fell to the wooden earth.
"Jaejoongie-hyung." Yunho quickly rushed to his side.
"Ow." Jaejoong rubbed at his elbow, the one he had used to break his fall as he tried to stand up.
"Are you okay?" Yunho asked in worry, immediately taking the limb for close inspection. "Does it hurt?"
"Yunnie-yah, I am fine." Jaejoong said, however Yunho didn't miss the way he flinched.
Leaning towards the elbow, Yunho puckered up his lips and gave it a kiss. "There. Boo-boo is gone now."
Jaejoong flushed. But at least Yunho didn't try to popo him in the mouth. Jaejoong didn't understand it but ever since last night, when Yunho and him popo each other in the mouth. It made him feel.. tingly.
"And of course, here too." Jaejoong for the second time that morning, froze.
Yunho's lips were on him again.
"Yay! I have three popos now." Yunho happily exclaimed as he quickly ran to the door. "Jaejoongie, come on."
Quickly shaking his head in an attempt to set his thoughts straight, Jaejoong ran after the grinning kid.
"Yah!" He should be at least mad but for some reason Jaejoong couldn't bring himself to care. "Wait for me."
*Later*
"Bubbles, bubbles I love bubbles." Yunho's arms were swaying to and fro as he made small splashing gestures.
They were inside the tub that his Umma prepared.
Yunho loved playing with bubbles and his Umma always made it a point that Yunho's morning bath would always have bubbles involved. Singing happily, several bubbles floated in the air and Yunho was having the time of his life as he kept on poking them.
Behind him was Jaejoong, busy threading his hands on Yunho's scalp and shampoo lathered hair. "Yunnie-yah, stay still."
Yunho just kept on poking on his spherical amusement. "Oooh, a big one." Poke. Poke. Poke. He giggled.
Little Jaejoong sighed. There really was no point in trying to make Little Yunho stay on his spot without causing too much movement.
The seconds ticked by and fortunately, after much tugging at Yunho's head for him to stay still, with a lot of pouting in Yunho's part, Jaejoong was finally done washing the other boy's hair.
Jaejoong stood on his feet and began to move towards the opposite end of the tub.
"I see Jaejoongie's butt." Yunho exclaimed pointing at Jaejoong's behind as he giggled.
Reaching for the bar of soap, Jaejoong tried to ignore the flush on his cheeks. "Pabo Yunnie." he grumbled.
"Silly Jaejoongie." Yunho retorted, sticking out his tongue, splashing water into his face.
Jaejoong turned his head to the side, trying to avoid the assault. "Yah! Yunnie, stop it."
The soap fell out of Jaejoong's hands. "Ow, now the soap's gone." He reached an arm underneath the water.
Yunho effectively stopped in his splashing and looked down. "There's too much bubbles Jaejoongie."
"Yunnie, help me find it."
Moving closer towards the center, Yunho began feeling for the bar of soap as well. "Mr.Soap, where are you?"
Jaejoong bit at his lip, immersing himself further down the water, shifting closer to Yunho's space.
"Ahhh, where is it?" Jaejoong shifted closer, pretty sure that it was just around there somewhere. Why is it so hard to find, ei? what's..' Suddenly, Jaejoong's eyes went like saucers, his cheeks bursting into flames.
"Ah, found it." Yunho exclaimed, proud of himself upon finding the soap. But then his eyes widened when he closed his hand around the 'material'. Looking up, Jaejoong's petrified blushing face met his.
Time seemed to stop.
And then Jaejoong screamed. "AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!"
*Several minutes later*
They were sitting on Yunho's bed, fully clothed in their school uniforms.
After having heard Jaejoong's scream, Mr. Jung had instantly stormed into the bathroom, panting and worry radiating off him in waves. He had asked what had happened but both boys wouldn't speak.
Jaejoong had quickly went out of the tub, all red faced as he wrapped a towel around himself. Yunho reached for his own towel and immediately followed Jaejoong out of the bathroom door, saying 'it was nothing' to his appa on the way out.
"Jaejoongie, please you have to believe me, I didn't mean to do that!" Yunho shifted closer to Jaejoong's side but the more he moved closer, Jaejoong moved further away. "Jaejoongieeeee." he whined. Yunho felt like crying, tears were beginning to prickle his eyes again. Why won't Jaejoong look at him?
"Hn." was Jaejoong's monosyllabic reply as he got up the bed. Resting a hand at his chest, the young boy fervently tried to will the strange ache to go away. Shortly after, his head began to hurt too. Jaejoong groaned, followed almost instantly by a stinging sensation on his eyelids. Jaejoong clutched at his head.
"Jaejoongie-hyung." Yunho called out again, concern evident in his voice.
All too suddenly, Jaejoong threw himself into his arms and burst into tears.
Little Yunho was shocked.
Reflexively wrapping his arms around Little Jaejoong's shaking frame, he began rubbing his back in the way that Jaejoong would always rub at his when he was crying and feeling really sad.
"Yunnie-yah, you're bad." Jaejoong sobbed into his chest as the muffled words reached Yunho's ears.
Yunho wanted to seriously cry. Why was Jaejoong calling him bad? He wasn't bad! "Jaejoongie-hyung."
Jaejoong began to land small light punches on Yunho's back. "Bad Yunnie, bad Yunnie, bad Yunnie." Pulling himself from the embrace, Jaejoong's tear filled eyes gazed up into Yunho's own. "I... I want... want a popo."
Yunho's eyes widened. Did he hear that right? Was his Jaejoongie-hyung really asking for a popo?
"Bad Yunnie!" Jaejoong said again, tears trickling the side of his cheeks. "Yunnie touched me there and made my heart hurt and now you make my head hurt and you're not giving me a popo to make it all... mmphh."
Jaejoong was silenced when Yunho leaned down, resting his mouth against his. Jaejoong's eyes began to close.
Shortly after, Yunho leaned back and gazed into the other boy's eyes.
"Jaejoongie-hyung, I am sorry for making you sad." His eyes were watering too but Yunho didn't want to cry.
Jaejoongie-hyung said that he was already a big boy and he shouldn't cry.
"Crybaby." Jaejoong sniffed, reaching out both hands as he began wiping the tears that accumulated at the corner of Yunho's eyes. "Pabo Yunnie." he murmured. "Almost forgot his promise too."
"Yah!" Yunho began to protest but was left speechless when Jaejoong pressed his lips on him again.
*Later*
During lunch break at school
"It's nice that you already kissed and made up." Little Yoochun beamed while sipping his orange juice, completely oblivious to the fact that what his hyung-deul did was exactly kissed and made up.
Jaejoong and Yunho looked at each other then at the others, smiles reaching their ears.
"Yeah, it was sooooooooo weird seeing Jaejoong-hyung not talking to Yunho-hyung for a few days." Little Junsu agreed as he consistently shoved one sandwich after the other into his mouth. Talk about a fast eater.
"It just didn't look right." Little Changmin nodded, innocently reaching for Junsu's packed lunchbox.
"Yah!" Junsu swatted at Changmin's hand. "Stop stealing my food!"
"I did not steal your food." Changmin defended.
Junsu fumed. Of course Changmin always stole his food. "Did to."
"Did not." Changmin pressed on.
"Did to."
"Did not."
"Aish!" Yoochun placed himself between his arguing friends. "Yah! Stop fighting."
"Aigoo, they're making my head hurt." Jaejoong whined as he covered his hands on his ears, grimacing.
Yunho's facial expression immediately lighted up. He giggled. "Jaejoongie."
Jaejoong turned his neck. "Hmmm?"
Yunho grinned and held the other's face, puckering his lips and kissed Jaejoong softly on the mouth.
Little Yoochun, Junsu and Changmin effectively choked on their lunch.
Jaejoong's eyes were particularly glued to her flat belly. He blinked. Where did the huge thingy go?
"Mrs. Lee! Your tummy is gone!" the small boy exclaimed in disbelief as he quickly hopped off his desk.
Yunho who was busy working on his coloring book, lifted his head from his best friend's outburst. His eyes widened as well, realizing that Mrs. Lee was indeed there. His favorite teacher was back! Yunho dropped his crayon and rushed towards the front of the room, the rest of his classmates mimicking his movements.
"Seonsangnim!" the hyper little kids all called out in a chorus as they began to crowd their teacher.
"We missed you teacher!"
"Where did you go?" Yunho asked, directing wide imploring eyes towards the woman.
"We were so sad when you weren't here." another one spoke.
Junsu's voice erupted. "Changmin ah was crying because you were gone. He is such a crybaby."
"I did not cry." the younger kid retorted.
"Did to."
"Did not."
Oh there they go again, little Yoochun thought while rolling his eyes.
"Did to."
"Did not."
"Did to."
Changmin's lower lip quivered as he turned to the teacher. "Seongsangnim, Junsu-yah is bullying me again."
"But it's true. You're a crybaby!" Little Junsu emphasized.
Yoochun reached out a hand and poked Junsu in the cheek. "Why you always picking on Min, Junsu-yah?"
"Pabo Chunnie!" Junsu swatted the hand on his face and stomped his foot on the floor, crossing his arms against his chest in a defiant manner, pouting. "Why you always defending him anyway?"
'Junsu-yah is so cute when he's angry.' Yoochun grinned and poked him again in the cheek.
"Yah!" Junsu scowled harder. "Stop it."
Aigooo. First day back at school and the kids are fighting again. Mrs. Lee let out a sigh at the chaos happening in front of her. "Children please, settle down. And Junsu-yah. It's not nice to make fun of your friend."
Junsu's pout and scowl instantly diminished when the teacher gave him a disappointed look.
Worrying at his bottom lip, he softly murmured. "Sorry." Then sighing, he turned to Changmin and leaned in, kissing him softly in the cheek. "Sorry Minnie ah." he apologized.
"Sunnie didn't mean to be bad."
The teacher's eyes relatively widened as she stared at the exchange.
Changmin rested a hand to his cheek, appearing to be unsure at first. But then he smiled. "It's okay."
"Yah, I want a popo too!" Yoochun suddenly interrupted, looking extremely perturbed that he didn't get any.
Every since that day that they saw their hyung-deul give each other a popo, things took on a different turn.
"But you're not hurt hyung." Changmin pointed out while Junsu nodded fervently beside him. "Jaejoong-hyung and Yunho-hyung said you only get popo when you're hurt. And Sunnie was bullying me."
"I already said I am sorry." Junsu whined, lower lip jutting out.
Yoochun opened his mouth. "But I want..."
"Teacher, why is your tummy small?"
Fortunately, children had the attention span of a gnat as they quickly lost their focus on the conversation they were having. Their heads whipped back to their teacher's lean stomach when the voice reached their ears.
"What is that?" a girl curiously asked as she pointed a finger at the bundle she was carrying.
Jaejoong who had been silent all the while was still staring at her middle. "Your tummy's really gone."
Sitting down on the teacher's chair, the woman adjusted and maneuvered the little angel in her arms so that the rest of her students could see. She chuckled as she reached out a hand to ruffle at Jaejoonng's hair. "Do you see her Jaejoong ah?" she gestured at the bundle while Jaejoong nodded. "She was in Seonsangnim's tummy before. But she's out now because teacher gave birth." she warmly smiled. "She's my baby girl."
"A baby?" Yunho suddenly exclaimed from behind Jaejoong in awe as he pointed at her flat belly. "She was in there all this time Seongsanim?" And to think little Yunnie thought that the reason for his teacher's big tummy was because she ate a lot of food. When the teacher nodded her head, Yunho's eyes widened all the more.
Yunho's Umma and Appa always asked him if he wanted to have a baby brother or sister. Yunho didn't really understand why they kept asking him that. He was already content with having his Jaejoongie-hyung around.
Changmin, ever the curious little kid raised his hand. "Seonsangnim, where do babies come from?"
Mrs. Lee blinked. 'Aigoo, I don't really wanna be in the position to be the one telling the kids how babies are made.' She didn't want to answer but the large curious eyes of the students seemed to see into her soul. "Ummm-" She should at least give the kids an idea. "Babies come from two people that love each other."
The children made "ooooooooooohh" sounds in unison.
"Like Umma and Appa?" Yoochun loudly asked. "They always say 'saranghae' to each other."
"Yes Yoochun ah. And because Umma and Appa love each other, they make babies."
"But Umma said babies come from birds." DongHae suddenly interjected.
Kangin cut in. "Appa and Umma said that babies come from heaven."
"Waaaaaiiii!" Junsu suddenly screamed. "Appa keeps saying he loves me! Am I going to have a big tummy and a baby like Seonsangnim?" Resting both hands on his middle, Junsu's eyebrows furrowed into a frown.
The teacher sweatdropped. "People have to be married first before they can make a baby Junsu-yah. And of course you're not going to be like Seonsangnim because Appa and their little boy can't make babies."
"Why not?" Junsu asked again.
"But teacherrrrrrr, babies come from birds right?" DongHae said again, pouting.
"This conversation is really getting awkward." Mrs. Lee gravely mused as she let out a long sigh.
"Why do people get married?" Changmin asked again.
Mrs. Lee felt a headache coming. Cradling her baby to her chest, she answered. "When two people love each other, they marry Changmin ah because they want to be together forever. And when they love each other, they would want to have babies too. Babies come from their love. Just like with all your Umma and Appa."
Yunho and Jaejoong's ears perked up at a certain word, their eyes comically widening. Directing their teacher with those large doe eyes, Yunho was the first to speak. "Forever Seonsangnim?"
Jaejoong was also positively bouncing on the balls of his feet. He wanted to be with his Yunnie-yah forever.
"Yes Yunho ah, forever." the teacher replied.
"So when Yunnie marries the person Yunnie loves, they're going to be together forever?"
Mrs. Lee thought about it for a moment. "Well.. yeah." Noticing how Yunho's face had lighted up, a thought suddenly dawned on her. She grinned, her voice dropping into a conspiratorial tone. "Why do you ask?" she paused then let out a fake gasp. "Omo, does little Yunho have a special someone already?"
Yunho was unable to answer the question since the small boy was already lost in his thoughts. 'So when two people love each other, they get married!' he mused in utter glee. 'They can be together forever.' he turned his gaze to Jaejoong who was smiling at the baby. 'I want to be together forever with Jaejoongie-hyung.'
"She is so cute Seonsangnim." one of the girl students cooed as she walked closer to the little bundle.
"Why thank you Hyori."
Yunho's eyes darted to the baby in his teacher's arms. She looked so cute. Yunho also wanted a baby!
Jaejoong giggled beside him, finger resting on the little angel's soft cheeks. Though Jaejoong might still be young, he already noticed how the baby looked a lot like his teacher. "She looks so much like Seonsangnim."
The teacher smiled. "Of course Jaejoong ah, she's my baby after all."
Jaejoong lifted his head and looked into the woman's eyes. "Babies look like their Umma?"
"In some cases yes. Like you, you look a lot like your Umma Jaejoong ah. But sometimes babies also look like their dad or it could mix." Gaze darting to Yunho, she continued. "Yunho ah looks a lot like his Appa." Then turning to Changmin she added. "While Changmin ah looks like his Appa and Umma both at the same time."
Pursing their lips, the kids in the classroom began to think back to their parents' faces. Hmmmmm, now that their teacher mentioned it, they really did look like their Umma and Appa, didn't they?
Shortly after, a chorus of nods and giggles erupted.
Yunho however was still pointedly staring at Jaejoong.
"Yunnie-yah?" Jaejoong asked as he blinked, waving a hand in front of the younger boy's face. "You okay?"
"Jaejoongie-hyung!" Yunho exclaimed seemingly coming out of his reverie. Taking Jaejoong's hand in his, Yunho began to speak in his most ever innocent and pleading tone. "Pleaaaaaaseee, please please, Jaejoongie-hyung!
Jaejoong blinked again. "What?"
Yunho's face spread into a wide ecstatic smile. "Lets get married and make babies with me!"
Mrs. Lee's eyes nearly bugged out as she effectively choked on her spit.
Jaejoong's eyes had gotten as round as the moon. "Eiiiii???"
"That way we can be together forever!" The rest of the students could only stare. Of course, everyone knew that Yunho ah and Jaejoong ah loved each other so much!
"But who's going to have the baby?" Little Jaejoong looked like he was seriously considering the proposition.
Yunho jumped up and down. "You of course, because if Jaejoongie has the baby, she will be very pretty!"
Mouth falling open, Jaejoong quickly took a few steps back away from Yunho, jerking his hand from the younger boy's grasp. "No." he answered heatedly. As much as he wanted to be with his Yunnie-yah forever, he didn't want to have a big tummy like their Seonsangnim! It looked so heavy! "No way! I don't wanna." Jaejoong furiously shook his head.
"But Jaejoongieeeeeeee!!!!" Yunho whined as he pouted, making a move to grab at Jaejoong's arm again.
Jaejoong avoided Yunho's hand just in time and ran straight to Changmin's back. "No, Yunnie-yah!"
"But I want to have cute babies!" Yunho pressed on as he ran after his Jaejoongie-hyung.
"Yah! You can't have babies Yunho-hyung. Didn't you hear what teacher said? Before you can make babies you have to get married first." Changmin called out while Yoochun and Junsu giggled at the scene in front of them.
But Yunho didn't hear a word as his sole focus was to catch the other kid. "Please Jaejoongie please!"
"Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!! Stop chasing me!" Jaejoong screamed as he ran with all his might.
Mrs. Lee rested a hand to her head, sighing in exasperation while the rest of the student merely looked at the two running boys. It disturbed her a bit how Yunho was particularly attached to Jaejoong. 'Oh well.' she sighed again as she hugged her baby to her chest. 'They'll grow out of it sooner or later.'
*Later*
Hours later at the Jung residence
"Umma!" Yunho came bounding into the kitchen, quickly wrapping his small arms around his mother's frame.
"Oh, what is it Yunnie-yah?" Mrs. Jung sweetly inquired as she wiped her hands on her apron.
Yunho lifted his head and looked up, his plump little reddish face set into a look of determination. "Umma! I will marry Jaejoongie-hyung no matter what!" And with that said, the small boy immediately left his hold on her mother's figure and stormed into the general direction of his room. Shortly after, the sounds of feet running and Jaejoong's persistent "NO, I DON'T WANNA HAVE YOUR BABIES!" was heard throughout the entire household.
Mr. Jung walked into the kitchen and held his wife by the waist. "Looks like Yunnie's already set his mind." he paused, then sighed. "All the way back to the house, he kept on insisting that he married Jaejoong ah."
The beautiful woman turned around chuckling, snaking arms around his husband's neck and gave him a light peck on the mouth. "Don't worry about it dear. They're kids. They'll grow out of it soon enough." And if by any chance they didn't. It really wouldn't be a problem either since they already loved Jaejoong as their own son.
Horrified with the thought that he was going to have a huge belly just like their teacher Mrs. Lee, Jaejoong had vehemently said no! Such refusal resulted into numerous chasing scenarios happening one after the other between the two five year olds, and each day the same scene always occurred.
Yunho would be running after Jaejoong, begging and pleading the smaller boy that they got married already because he really wanted to have cute little Jaejoongie babies as soon as possible. Jaejoong of course, horrified boy that he was, always without fail fled from the clutches of his persistent Yunnie-yah.
Fortunately such occurrences didn't happen for days on end.
The times whenever Yunho or Jaejoong tripped and fell from all the running that they did, for several hours, the two little boys would simply sit side by side cocooned in each other's embrace, sharing a few kisses from time to time as they gently assure and promise the other to do what the other wanted.
However, a couple of hours later when both were feeling relatively better, and the pain from their fall had subsided, it was always back to the drawing board again. And the chase would start once more.
After giving the situation much thought, Mrs. Lee finally decided to give the Jungs a call. When she was done voicing out her concerns about their son Yunho's worrisome behavior, the couple came to an agreement.
It wasn't healthy nor was it safe for the boys to be constantly running around the house or at school. Though at their age it was unavoidable for either of them to get hurt, truth be told, the way Yunho had been acting was also starting to worry his parents. And so they decided to talk with the boy that very night.
But to their surprise, when the two came home from school, Jaejoong wasn't screaming for Yunho to leave him alone nor did Yunho showed any interest in pestering the smaller boy to make babies any time soon.
"Umma!" Yunho came bouncing out of the car as he practically rushed to his mother's side.
Mrs. Jung and Mr. Jung's eyes met in a moment of confusion as the father of the family came out from the driver's seat of the vehicle. Mr. Jung shrugged, actually just quite thankful that his hyperactive son wasn't begging him over and over to be given the permission to marry his Jaejoongie-hyung.
Because apparently, little Yunho found out from a neighbor that when two people were to wed, they had to ask for their parents' permission and blessing first. And so naturally, that was exactly the thing that Yunho did.
Jaejoong shifted at the end of the passenger's seat, carefully trying to rest his feet on the ground. Closing the driver seat's door, Mr. Jung came to little Jaejoong's aid and lifted him off his spot, placing him into the marbled floor. Smiling brightly, Jaejoong said his thanks as he quickly followed Yunho to her Auntie's side.
"Hello Auntie." And just like that Mrs. Jung found another set of arms on her middle.
Smiling lovingly, she crouched down and smothered both boys into a hug before giving each of them a kiss on the cheek. "So how was my angels' school today?" she asked as she caressed their small smiling faces.
"I got a perfect score in spelling!" Both boys said in unison, twin beaming grins adorning their features.
The next few minutes was spent in major gushing mode as Jaejoong and Yunho shared the things that happened at school, from getting perfect scores and A marks to saving little puppies and playing with their friends Junsu, Yoochun and Changmin. And as she listened, unlike the previous days when both boys got back home and were running amok, it seemed that not even one chasing episode happened that day.
"You think we should still talk to them?" Mr. Jung softly asked his wife as they watched the boys from the small gap of the bedroom door, sleeping soundly, their small arms and legs draped all over each other.
Mrs. Jung turned to her husband and lightly shook her head. "I don't think it's needed anymore."
Sharing a smile and a nod, the couple went to their own bedroom to rest.
*Yesterday night*
The night air was chilly and despite the windows being firmly locked, the coldness still managed to seep through the windowsill. Yunho turned and groaned on his bed for some time. In his sleep induced thoughts, he was quite sure that something didn't seem right. Hugging and rubbing his hands against his arms, Yunho then slowly began to realize something. The warmth from his Jaejoong-hyung was missing.
Rubbing and forcing his drowsy eyes open, Yunho turned to his side, reaching out a hand towards the other's body with every intention to snuggle up with Jaejoong again. However, the sound of his Jaejoongie-hyung's silent crying voice reached Yunho's ears, nearly making the small boy jolt upright in worry.
"Hyung?" he asked as he slowly sat up and shifted closer to Jaejoong's frame. "What's wrong?" When Jaejoong didn't answer but continued to sob, Yunho rested a gentle hand on his shoulder. "Jaejoongie." Suddenly, Jaejoong turned and flung himself into Yunho's arms as he cried his heart out. Yunho's hands instinctively wrapped themselves around Jaejoong's small shaking frame, rubbing his back with soothing gentle touches, trying to calm down the sobbing best friend. "Jaejoongie-hyung, what's wrong?"
"Yunnie." Jaejoong cried, burying his face deeper into the crook of Yunho's neck. "Umma and Appa don't love me anymore." Yunho could feel Jaejoong's tears dampening his skin. He felt his own eyes watering too. Hearing his Jaejoongie-hyung's distraught voice made his heart hurt.
Jaejoong sniffed and extracted himself from the hug, looking brokenly into Yunho's face, his cheeks stained with dried and fresh tears. "They didn't even call Auntie and Uncle to see if I was doing okay. They don't love me. No one loves me Yunnie. No one." Once he was done saying the words, Jaejoong sobbed again.
"That's not true!" was Yunho's immediate response, his fingers quickly resting on Jaejoong's cheeks. He began wiping the tears away with his thumb. "Umma and Appa loves Jaejoongie-hyung. And Yunnie loves you too." Leaning in with the intention to make the hurt Yunho was sure that Jaejoong was feeling to go away, he brought their faces close and rested his lips against his best friend. "Yunnie loves you so much!"
Jaejoong's lower lip trembled, tear filled gaze boring into Yunho's own. "No, you don't." he softly said.
Yunho's eyes widened. How could his Jaejoongie-hyung say that? "But I do love Jaejoongie-hyung!"
"Yunnie-yah doesn't love me but the babies." Jaejoong stated as a matter of factly, blinking back away tears.
The very thought that Yunho seemed to like the idea of babies more than him made him really sad.
It was all Yunho had ever asked for the last three days. And it made Jaejoong realize that if he wasn't going to agree with Yunho's wanting to make babies with him, then he won't love him anymore. The boy could feel another sob rise up in his throat. It hurt so much to think that without the baby, his Yunnie-yah won't love him at all.
Quick realization dawned on the younger boy. Suddenly, Yunho felt ashamed of himself, expression immediately crumbling down. Of course he loved his Jaejoongie-hyung more than the babies!
Without even realizing it, he managed to hurt his best friend again. Though Seonsangnim said that when two people love each other, they would want to make babies and he loved Jaejoong and he knew Jaejoong loved him just as much, he didn't even think if his Jaejoongie-hyung wanted any, he just kept on begging.
Well, if Jaejoong really didn't want any babies. Then it was fine! Just as long as his Jaejoongie-hyung would be with him forever, babies wouldn't matter. Seonsangnim did say that when two people got married, they would be together forever. She didn't say that two people had to have babies to be together forever right?
Closing his small arms tightly around Jaejoong's body, Yunho began to murmur apologies under his breath, tears stinging his eyes. "I am sorry Jaejoongie-hyung. I am sorry. Please, forgive Yunnie-yah for hurting you."
Surprised with the sudden gesture, Jaejoong opened his mouth. "Yun-"
But before he could say anything, Yunho continued. "If Jaejoongie-hyung doesn't want babies then it's okay with me. I don't care about the babies anymore. Just as long as Yunnie and Jaejoongie can be together forever, I am already very happy." Gently letting his hold on Jaejoong's body go, Yunho cupped both his best friend's cheeks and peered into his eyes, his own pair of almond orbs welling up. "All Yunnie wants in his life is Jaejoongie-hyung. No one else." Yunho leaned down and gave him another kiss. "I am sorry. I am sorry. I am sorry. Please don't say that Yunnie doesn't love Jaejoongie. Because he does. Yunnie loves Jaejoongie so much."
Slowly bringing a hand to Yunho's face to wipe away the tears, Jaejoong's eyes softened as a smile spread across his face. "Yunnie-yah." he said and this time, was the one that initiated the kiss. "Saranghae."
Trapped in another embrace, Yunho softly murmured against his ear. "Saranghae hyung. Yongwonhi."
To an adult's perspective, it was an innocent declaration of love between children. But to little Jaejoong and Yunho, the meaning of the word was deeper. Though they may still be mere kids, there was already one obvious truth between the two of them. Time may pass and days may bring in new adventures. But no matter what happened, they would always love each other and will always be by the other's side.
And that night, despite Jaejoong terribly missing his parents, but because Yunho was with him and had assured him that he loved him more than anything else in the world, Jaejoong laid peacefully in his sleep.
*Two days later*
It was the weekend and the set of friends as usual were spending their playing time inside the Jung residence. Minutes ago, they were all busy playing hide and seek downstairs. Though kids might be extra hyperactive in their age, there still came the point that they got tired from all the running.
Deciding to do another game, the kids ventured into the attic in search for toys when Yunho mentioned something about having a sword collection that he used to have a year ago. They went through box after box until Jaejoong came across a certain container that had a pretty long white dress and a black suit inside.
The children had figured that the dress and the suit belonged to Yunho's parents. Changmin suddenly exclaimed about how he saw a relative at church wearing those dresses when they got married. At having been told of such information, a plan quickly began to formulate inside Yunho's Jaejoong centered mind.
Several minutes later and Jaejoong's mouth was seriously protruding into a full blown pout. "Why do I have to be the girl?!" Plus the dress was soooooooooo big. He could barely move in that thing.
"Because you're the pretty one." Yoochun pointed out, while Changmin and Junsu nodded their heads.
Jaejoong would have crossed his arms around his chest in a defiant manner if only the dress wasn't hindering him from doing any sudden movement. And so, he glared instead.
Wearing the clothes was such a bad idea, Yunho couldn't help but think in regret. "They're so heavy." He was the perfect picture of cute. The collar was standing up by his neck in a 'dracula' fashion and half of the arm's sleeve and the cuffs were touching the floor. Not to mention, that the end of the suit reached his knees.
"You're not wearing the pants." Junsu said as he pointed at the bare skin of Yunho's small legs.
"I can't walk in those." he grumbled. Adjusting the half top of the suit, Yunho suddenly screamed in frustration. "Ahh, I give up!" He turned to the youngest. "Do we really have to wear these?"
Before Changmin had the chance to open his mouth, Yoochun beat him to it.
"It's what married people wear. I even saw it on TV once!" Yoochun exclaimed and quickly grabbed hold of Junsu's hand. "When Yunho-hyung and Jaejoong-hyung are done getting married. Can we go next?"
"Yah, who's marrying you?" Junsu jerked his hand away and began to run to Changmin's back.
"Waaaiii, but Junsu-yah. Chunnie wants to marry you!!!!"
"But I don't wanna marry you!"
'Why am I always the shield?' Little Changmin couldn't help but groan. Not only did Junsu have to occasionally bully him, he had to be a constant Yoochun repellent too.
"Why not?" said repellent asked.
"Because Chunnie always pinches me in the cheek now. And it hurts! And I don't like it!"
"I'll give you a popo to make it better." Yoochun seemed very ecstatic with the offer.
Junsu's eyes relatively widened in expectation. "You will?" He better be, because all the pinching hurts.
Yoochun fervently nodded. "Uh-huh!"
"YAY!" little Junsu practically ran back to Yoochun's side.
"Cheek popo or mouth popo?" Yoochun was anticipating for the latter.
"Cheek popo."
Yoochun's face fell. "You don't like mouth popo?"
"Cheek popo is okay." Junsu frowned when Yoochun pouted. "Why do you want mouth popo?"
"Because Yunho-hyung and Jaejoong-hyung said it feels good. And I wanna try it."
"Oh." Junsu pursed his lips as if in thought. Hmmm. He nodded. "Okay."
"I am starving. Can we just finish this already so we can eat? I can smell Auntie's cooking all the way up here." Changmin pleaded of his hyung-duel. It sucked to always be constantly in between the four.
Yunho asked again. "Changminnie, if I wanted to make a wedding dress. How long will it take?"
"Hyung, do I look like I know?"
Yunho huffed out a breath. Turning to Jaejoong, he quickly noticed how the boy had shucked out of the huge dress, and had begun rubbing and scratching at his skin. "The dress itches." he complained and whined.
The younger boy agreed. "No more dresses. And I am going to marry Jaejoongie-hyung right now!" Gaze darting to Yoochun and Junsu, Yunho's eyes narrowed. "Yah, what are you two doing?"
When Yunho and Jaejoong tried to pry off the two boys apart, Junsu would yell "But I can taste chocolate in Chunnie's mouth!" while Yoochun would say "Sunnie tastes likes ice-cream!" as they refused to let the other go. It took about five more minutes before the kids were able to move on with the ceremony.
"Changminnie, you be the old guy that marries the two people." Junsu ordered at the younger boy.
"Why me?"
Junsu stuck out his tongue. "Because I said so."
Changmin pouted. "Junsunnie is a meanie."
Junsu walked over and poked him in the shoulder. "Am not."
Changmin rubbed at the spot where Junsu had poked, proving that he was indeed mean. "But you are."
"Am not!"
"You are!"
"Am not!"
"You are!"
"Am not!"
"You are!"
"Am not!"
It took another ten minutes before the ruckes finally died down.
*Later*
Junsu and Yoochun were on either side of the to be wed couple acting as the parent figure. Jaejoong and Yunho exchanged glances as they looked at the book in Changmin's hand. "What's that for?"
Changmin closed the book shut and read the words on the cover out loud. "A Bible."
"Are you sure you know what you're doing?" Yunho asked.
"I saw this on TV." Changmin motioned for Yunho. "Hyung, put your right hand on the Bible and your left hand to your heart."
"Like this?"
"Yep." Changmin nodded. "Okay, I am going to start now."
"Just do it already." Jaejoong said in impatience.
"Ehem! Do you, Jung Yunho... swear to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth?"
Yoochun's eyesbrows furrowed together in wonder. "Changmin ah, I don't think that's it at all."
Changmin moved his head towards Yoochun's direction. "But I heard it on TV." And then suddenly, as if remembering something.. Changmin literally thumped himself lightly on the head, smiling sheepishly. "Oh, right. That wasn't it."
Carefully putting the bible down to the floor, he cleared his throat again and began the ceremony. "Dearly beloved... we are gathered here today to... to..." Changmin trailed off. "Yoochun-hyung, what do I say next?"
Yoochun blinked. "Why are you asking me?"
"Oh, so this is where you kids are. I've been looking everywhere for you." Mrs. Jung suddenly appeared from the entry way of the attic. All heads turned to her direction while Yunho and Jaejoong ran towards her.
"Umma! Auntie!"
Upon seeing the expression on the boys' face, Mrs. Jung's voice took on an alarmed tone. "What, what is it?"
"Umma, what does the old guy say when he marries people?"
"Ei?"
"Yunho-hyung and Jaejoong-hyung are getting married!" Yoochun, Junsu and Changmin yelled in a chorus.
Eyes landing on an opened box with her wedding dress' seams coming out of the edge, Mrs. Jung chuckled, realization dawning on her. Oh boy, his Yunnie and Jaejoong ah didn't really waste any time at all.
"Umma! I wanna marry Jaejoong-hyung today before Auntie and Uncle comes back and go home again."
Mrs. Jung smiled dotingly at her son's cuteness. "Oh, and why is that?"
"I want to be like Umma and Appa. Getting married and being together forever with the one they love."
"Aigooo, my boy is starting to grow up. And this is the first thing he wanted to do in his life."
"Umma please! We can't get married until Changmin ah says the the.." Yunho struggled to find the words that the priest would say after marrying two people. What was that again? You may.. you may..
"You may kiss the bride?" Mrs. Jung gently asked and ruffled his son's hair.
"Yes, yes! You may kiss the bride!" Yunho was practically bouncing.
Turning to Jaejoong who was staring expectantly at her, Mrs. Jung chuckled. "And Jaejoong ah is the bride?"
Jaejoong who didn't really have a full understanding of what a bride was, nodded his head vigorously.
"Alright then. I am going to help you kids get married. But we're going downstairs for lunch in a bit okay?"
Yunho's face lighted up like the sun. "Umma! You're really going to help us?!"
"Of course Yunnie-yah. Whatevever makes my baby boy happy." she chuckled and caressed his son's cheek. "Besides.." Mrs. Jung supplied and smothered Jaejoong into her arms. "Umma, loves Yunnie's bride too."
Jaejoong wrapped his small arms around the woman's shoulder. "Auntie! Jaejoongie loves you too!"
And so in the end, Jaejoong and Yunho got married.
Mrs. Jung had even plucked out a few flowers in her garden to act as the bouquet. When it was time for the bride to toss the flower, Yoochun of course, hyper kid that he was caught the bundle of orchids. Grinning happily and shuffling over to his beloved Sunnie, he handed the bouquet to the other boy as he pointed at his cheeks. Smelling the beautiful flowers, Junsu readily rewarded his Yoochunnie a sweet innocent kiss.
"Finally it's over. Auntie! I want bulgogi!" Changmin chirped in all excitement, already rushing towards the kitchen.
Jaejoong and Yunho looked at each other and giggled, their clasped hands swaying to and fro as they
YES. YES BABY TVXQ! lol. My Mini-series. This is really cute. I won't lie, I didn't take too long on this. I just came up with the idea out of no-where! lol I came up with it last night & started writing it. I hope you enjoyed it. By the way if you didn't notice. Their all 5 year olds
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